The First Thousand and Ninety-First Chapters Are Rich and Everyone Earns

a day later.

Cosmic virtual network, Far East City, in a hotel box.

At this moment, many people appeared in this box. They were all companions of the man in the flower shirt before, and Xia Ping was also invited to be their guest.

"Okay, the contract has been signed. I'll make 10 million Cosmos coins as a deposit first, and then your goods will be delivered quickly. This is no problem."

Xia Ping sat on the seat like an uncle, as if he didn't take 10 million Cosmic Coins as a thing at all, completely showing the appearance of a playboy, absolutely rich and powerful.

"Of course, that is a matter of course, we will deliver the goods as soon as possible."

"Thank you Master Wu for taking care of our business."

"Yes, I'm really grateful. If Young Master Wu hadn't brought us rich, we wouldn't have had such an opportunity."

Seeing that the contract was signed, the man in the flower shirt and the others immediately felt relieved, because once the contract was signed, there would be legal effects, and no matter if the other party fled to the ends of the earth, they would not be able to escape.

Even if you breach the contract, you will no longer be able to log in to the Cosmic Virtual Network in this life, even if you change to another identity, because the account of the Cosmic Virtual Network is bound to the soul and is unique.

Of course, you can also use different vests and log in to the virtual network with a different name, and the Cosmic Virtual Network Company will not care, as long as the contract is not violated.

But once violated, the universe virtual network company will definitely pursue it to the end.

In the universe, if you can't log in to the virtual network, your life will be over, and no one will dare to do such a stupid thing until you are in a desperate situation.

"You're welcome, if I make money, I will eat, and you will drink. Everyone earns together. This society is all about win-win. Hello, I'm good, everyone."

Xia Ping pretended to be an old Jianghu.

Earn a fart!

The man in the flower shirt and the others all despise this dude. According to this guy's IQ, he was really sold and he was helping to count the money, and he didn't know what happened.

He is still pretending to be forceful here, pretending that he is almost like an old fox in the business world, and he wants everyone to make money together.

Only smart people like them can make money.

Of course, they wouldn't be able to make that much money without such a swindle.

Stupid rich people like this, of course they want each other to be as stupid as possible so they can squeeze more money out of this kid and make a fortune.

"Master Wu, thank you so much, you are the number one good person in heaven."

"We are truly fortunate in our three lives to meet a kind and rich man like you."

"That's right, if Young Master Wu has any orders, we are willing to go through fire and water, and we are willing to go through fire and water."

The man in the flower shirt and the others all came forward to flatter him. Anyway, he didn't need money to flatter him. If the rich second generation was comfortable, maybe they could make a fortune.

"By the way, is there any place in Far East City that can sell goods? I'm just looking for a place to sell these blast shoes, make a lot of money, and get rich overnight."

Xia Ping said loudly.

The man in the flower shirt and the others are speechless. These are all copycat blast shoes. No one will care if they sell them. This kid is crazy for wanting to get rich overnight.

I am afraid that just after taking out these blast shoes, this fellow will be beaten by the angry crowd.

But no one exposed the truth. In short, after the deal was completed, they ran away and never saw each other for the rest of their lives.

Someone immediately said: "Master Wu, there is a market in the West City of Far East City. As long as you pay a small management fee, you can set up a stall here and sell your own items."

"If Young Master Wu wants to sell goods, he can go to that place."

Hearing these words, Xia Ping was very satisfied: "Yes, let's go to Xicheng, I will take these goods to sell, I will be able to make a lot of money tomorrow, and then I will invite you to eat and drink spicy food.

"

He waved his hand, very bold.

The man in the flower shirt and the others have nothing to say. They can all imagine the tragic situation of this kid going to the market and selling the copycat blast shoes.

Maybe it will leave an indelible psychological shadow.

But this has nothing to do with them. After the deal is done, they disappear into the vast sea of ​​people. No matter how angry this kid is, he can't find them.

They all came forward to compliment them, believing that Wu Wudi's sales of goods this time would be a big hit, the business would be booming, and he would make a lot of money by then.

Then, the man in the flower shirt and the others made an excuse and ran away quickly, for fear that Xia Ping would find out the truth of the matter and thus trouble them.

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An hour later, Xia Ping arrived at the Xicheng Market, paid a little management fee, set up a stall on it, and took out a few pairs of blast shoes.

Then he took a board with some big characters written on it, selling blast shoes, one thousand universe coins per pair, no bargaining.

Originally, this was just an ordinary booth. There were such booths all around, and it was not noticeable at all. However, Xia Ping secretly hired a lot of trustees, and let these people act as customers. There were dozens of people, attracting popularity.

Sure enough, this trick is very effective. An ordinary booth is surrounded by dozens of people. Compared with other booths with few flies, the gap is immediately apparent.

Xia Ping's booth was immediately noticed by the people around, and they came over curiously, and immediately surrounded Xia Ping's booth.

"Brother, isn't this stall selling hurricane shoes? What is there to see, there are so many similar stalls, why are so many people surrounded?"

Someone asked curiously.

"It's not strange to sell blast shoes, but it's quite strange to sell fake blast shoes, but brazenly sell them at the price of genuine blast shoes." A Tuo said immediately.

What? !

People around looked closely and immediately saw the shoes on the booth, didn't they? This is definitely a copycat blast shoe, and the price does not exceed one hundred universe coins.

But this kid is good. He actually dares to sell a thousand universe coins. It's crazy. Which idiot would buy copycat blast shoes at such a price, and think others are idiots?

Immediately, they understood why this booth suddenly surrounded so many people, it was definitely here to watch the fools.

But before they could see the joke, one person immediately stood up and shouted, "Boss, I want ten pairs of blast shoes."

What? !

The people around are stupid. There are actually such idiots in the world. They use 1,000 Universe Coins to buy a pair of fake shoes, and they also buy 10 pairs. Are there too many places to spend? !

Too, this is a must!

Many people sneered, thinking that this customer is the boss's trust. It is clearly acting, and the acting is so fake that you can see through it at a glance.