Chapter 625： Distressed old 2

Tang Baishan and Zhang Manyue haven't received the news yet. Almost half of the villagers have come to watch the fun, while Tang Laijin is still on the road being watched and boasted.

"More than 1,000 yuan, don't touch it, you will pay for it if you touch it!"

The curious villagers immediately withdrew their hands and broke out in a cold sweat. More than a thousand yuan, they were not worth so much if they were sold.

"Laijin, you've made a fortune, more than a thousand dollars... You've really made a fortune!"

"Laijin, what are you doing outside, let's make a fortune with us!"

The villagers are envious and jealous, their eyes are red, they work hard for a year, only three or four hundred yuan, and they have to catch up with the weather. It was easy to earn more than 1,000 yuan, and people are more popular than people!

"Just do something casually, it's not big money, you can only be at ease in the village, don't imitate me, I'm a second-rate!"

Tang Lai Jinzhi was proud and humble. In the past, everyone in the village said he was a second-rate person, and they looked down on him. Hmph, now that the feng shui has changed, he has to show off.

In fact, this TV doesn't need more than 1,000 yuan, it only cost 550 yuan. Huo Jinzhi didn't make much money, and it cost more than 700 yuan to sell it to others. Tang Laijin made a lot of money these days. He originally planned to buy a 14-inch TV. Yes, but then I simply bought a 17-inch model. Since I want to show off, I have to make it bigger. Anyway, I can make more money.

Besides, if you earn money and don't spend it, what's the point of earning money?

Tang Laijin's consumption concept is quite advanced, completely opposite to Tang Baishan's old couple.

Tang Baishan and Zhang Manyue were so confused right now, what kind of TV?

"Third Mammy, your family is very promising. You bought a TV set of more than 1,000 yuan. It's so big, it's like watching a movie!"

Someone ran over and said exaggeratedly, other people's eyes were red, more than 1,000 yuan... This is more shocking than modern people hearing that others spent more than 10 million yuan to buy a villa, and the lemon essence can't describe their current mood. .

Zhang Manyue automatically ignored the TV, his attention was attracted by more than 1,000 yuan, his eyes were fierce, his fists were clenched, and he had hidden more than 1,000 yuan of private money. He couldn't kill this bastard!

Tang Baishan, who was also angry, had already picked up a broom from the corner, ready to teach Tang a lesson from Jinxue.

Buying something I don't know about for more than 1,000 yuan and returning it, the prodigal thing is just a slap in the face!

Tang Laijin had been blowing enough cowhide outside, and came back contentedly. He saw that the door of his house was crowded with people, layer after layer, but even if there were so many people separated, Tang Laijin could feel the strong murderous aura of his parents.

Tang Laijin, who was secretly bad, wanted to slip away subconsciously, but when he saw the TV, he felt at ease again. With such a treasure around, his parents would definitely not beat him.

"Give way!"

Tang Laijin shouted loudly, and the villagers voluntarily gave way. They stared at the TV on Tang Laijin's car with red eyes. The big words were clearly written, and they really made a fortune.

Just as he walked to the door, Tang Baishan's broom swept over, "You bastard, you spent so much money to buy a piece of iron, you've got too much money to burn your hands, I will kill you, a bastard!"

Zhang Manyue also joined in the fun with a feather duster, "I beat you to death. Your father and I are frugal. You spend a lot of money outside, and my mother peels your skin!"

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