I'm going to become rich after being dressed as a five-year-old woman

Chapter 125: Farce 1

If Zhao Qiqi didn't know how many pieces they bought, she would have really believed Boss Yu's lies. Look at his expression, he looks really embarrassed.

"Brother Lian, I want it. My sisters all have it, but I don't. It's so embarrassing. They all show off in front of me. Besides, how can it be only a hundred yuan? They must not be willing to pay."

"Don't worry, I will definitely buy it for Sister Qu today." He turned his head and glanced at Boss Yu. It seemed that he was very experienced in doing this. "Boss Yu, do you think I'm easy to fool? My time is so precious. You said before that I must queue up. Okay, I queued up. Now it's my turn and there are no more? Who would believe it if you said it wasn't deliberately targeting me?"

"Boss Yu, do you look down on me? Do you think it's fun to tease me?" Young Master He looked at Boss Yu coldly. When had he not been offered what he wanted? He was even angrier when he thought about how embarrassed he was today.

You can tell at first glance that he is arrogant and spoiled.

Zhao Qiqi stood aside and watched the fun with great interest along with the people in line.

This should be Boss Yu's hunger marketing. Now it's not right to take out the soap, and it's not right not to take it out. It's a bit embarrassing. It depends on whether he is willing to offend this young man or the group of consumers behind him.

You know, most of the people who can afford soap are from prominent households. Putting aside the herd effect, some people who don't have that kind of spending power will try it for curiosity, but many of them should not be ordinary people. It's probably half and half.

Look at Boss Yu’s expression, and you can tell that he is in trouble.

She hid a little far away, in case Boss Yu saw her here and used herself to rescue him.

"Master He."

It can be seen that Young Master He still gave face to this man. As soon as he appeared, he seemed to stabilize the situation.

Master He comforted the beauty beside him and bowed to the visitor: "Brother Yu."

This man must be Boss Yu’s son.

He nodded, turned sideways and said something to him. Zhao Qiqi couldn't see his lip movements and couldn't hear clearly what he was saying.

Young Master He was actually appeased and said carelessly, "If it's really out of stock, forget it. For the sake of our past friendship, I won't embarrass you. I'll send a servant to line up to buy tomorrow."

The person next to him was a little angry and shook his hand away: "He Lianjun, you promised to buy it for me, don't promise something you can't do."

The woman looked at him angrily and left.

He Lianjun also had some temper of a young master, but he still chased after her: "Yin'er, listen to me."

The woman walked very fast. As soon as she got on the carriage, she told the driver to hurry up. She did this in front of so many people and did not even give him the slightest bit of face.

He brought trouble upon himself, embarrassed himself in front of so many people, and walked away in a huff.

Everyone watched the farce happily. They were not angry after waiting in line for so long but still didn't get a seat. He Lianjun was right. They could just ask the maids and servants to come and queue up early tomorrow. Why should they come by themselves?

I'm just trying to find something new. I've been standing here for so long, I won't come here by myself tomorrow.

The crowd thinned.

"Let's go, we've waited in vain."

"Now that you are here, let's have some tea."