After Zhao Junxing said this, Xu Lu couldn't help but exclaim, "Buy a pile of waste paper for 10,000 yuan? Are you crazy?"

She admitted that the words written by Tang Zhun were very beautiful and had a very unique charm, but these were papers that Tang Zhun threw into the trash can, and now someone paid 10,000 yuan to buy them? Oh my God, is there anything more crazy in this world than this?

Xu Lu’s monthly salary is only 3,000 yuan, and 10,000 yuan is equivalent to her salary of more than three months!!

Even Chen Jiayu was stunned at Zhao Junxing at this moment, only Tang Zhun looked calm and said, "Don't sell."

After saying this, he thought about it and said, "I'd better burn these things as soon as possible, so that this guy won't be annoying and embarrassing."

Chen Jiayu shivered and hurriedly pulled Tang Zhun. However, when Tang Zhun looked at her with a strange look, Chen Jiayu smiled awkwardly, "You make the decision."

The male lead is the outside and the female lead is the inside. Chen Jiayu is still a very ordinary little woman who follows the crowd. She usually talks about any furniture she buys at home and what to eat for lunch. However, when she encounters big things, she never argues with Tang Zhun, and she always listens to Tang Zhun.

La Tang Zhun just reacted instinctively.

After all, before winning the million-dollar prize, Chen Jiayu was just a person with a monthly salary of more than 2,000 yuan a month. Even if he won the grand prize, it was the limit for ordinary people to win once in this life, right? Chen Jiayu also thought so. She would have hurriedly devoted herself to opening a store after just having a simple trip for two or three days and fulfilling her wish to travel with the most important person. At that time, both of them were not working, and the money was only won once, and it was impossible to eat for a lifetime. It was still more reliable to have a stable career.

Opening a small clothing store is not a big career, but it is still good to support a family. This store can only be regarded as the first time she practices in her mind. She is the boss herself in her life...

In her mind, such a small career would be good if she could not lose money at first. She didn’t think about making profits and other things. She was really prepared to maintain her experience without losing money. Suddenly, Tang Zhun just wrote and practiced writing casually. Someone was willing to buy it for a high price of 10,000 yuan? It was so amazing and so horrible.

She instinctively couldn't bear to let Tang Zhun refuse and threw it away and burned it.

It was not until her thinking started to work that she thought about letting Tang Zhun make the decision.

Seeing Chen Jiayu's reaction, Tang Zhun was slightly silent, but Zhao Junxing was happy, "Ten thousand is not enough? I'll do it, 13,000."

Chen Jiayu and the two women were stunned again, and Tang Zhun looked at him with a distressed look on his face, "Are you wrong? Didn't you just say that the maximum is 10,000?"

"Haha, brother, you are an artist, a master who cultivates words and cultivates sentiment. Why bother with me like this? Just think that I was farting before." Zhao Junxing didn't care about Tang Zhun's questioning at all, and turned to Chen Jiayu, "Sister-in-law, I really pay 13,000 yuan. As long as you nod, I will transfer the money to you on WeChat immediately."

Chen Jiayu couldn't help rolling his eyes, and Zhao Junxing laughed, "Ten thousand five."

"Ten eight thousand!"

"Twenty thousand! I really, really have a maximum of 20,000, which is too much beyond expectations."

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When Chen Jiayu and his two women were at a loss again, Tang Zhun was still indifferent. He began to bend down and grab the plastic bag of the trash can and prepare to go out and burn it.

"Ten nine thousand!"

Zhao Junxing hurriedly grabbed Tang Zhun and opened up new numbers.

Tang Zhun would not be distracted by such a small money, but Chen Jiayu exclaimed, "Slow down, what's wrong with you? How did you reduce it?"

After saying that, she looked at Tang Zhun awkwardly again, "It's okay, it's okay, I can't help but get rid of it when I'm excited."

She said that, but she was reluctant to leave.

The same thing, I don’t know so much. In her personal perception, 20,000 yuan is already a very good fortune. From graduating from high school, she came to work in Nanquan City to work, and when Tang Zhun’s father had to be seriously ill, she needed money for treatment. At that time, all her savings were only 20,000 yuan.

Finally, after listening to Xu Lu's repost, she transferred 20,000 yuan to Tang Zhun, and she only left a few hundred yuan to live. At that time, she used the help of Xu Lu's house, and hundreds of yuan was far from enough to rent a house again.

This is the savings of so many years of hard work after graduating from high school, from the age of nineteen to twenty-five to sixteen. A person has to spend money in addition to making money, and not eating or drinking is just a dream.

Now a pile of waste paper is so exaggerated, can someone pay 20,000 yuan? Even if she wins a million prize, she still can't bear to miss the opportunity like this.

As Chen Jiayu moved, Tang Zhun stopped his movements, looked at Chen Jiayu carefully, and then sighed strangely.

He did not want to make money by writing books in this world, but it was not the most appropriate channel to accumulate wealth by just winning lottery tickets and other luck.

No matter how insignificant money and wealth are to him, he always needs to have a career in the minds of others, right? He cannot be an unemployed vagrant who has nothing to do all day long and does nothing.

While thinking about the plastic bag, Zhao Junxing smiled, smiling and said, "Sister-in-law, it's still 20,000 yuan per unit, and your store has not opened? Do you want me to find a better purchase channel for you? I'm familiar with the departments like industry and commerce, too."

"I don't have much ability. I just rely on my family's wealth to play every day, but I like to make friends. There are people I know in various industrial and commercial institutions in Nanquan City. If you don't get any documents done, I can help you urge me."

"Also, our Zhao family is also quite capable and has some face. No matter what happens in the future, I can help you a little."

After these words were said, Chen Jiayu calmed down and smiled, "Honey, you don't have to worry about me, really don't have to. Now your calligraphy can be worth 20,000 yuan. If you continue practicing and writing slowly in the future, it may be worth more, so we don't have to worry about him."

Zhao Junxing was stunned.

Tang Zhun glanced at Chen Jiayu deeply, turned to Zhao Junxing and said, "Selling things to you, you can do it. You are lucky today."

Zhao Junxing was overjoyed.

Tang Zhun continued, "Don't forget what you said. If we have anything to do in the future, you should take the initiative to help. This is to give you a chance."

It's an opportunity to give alms, but Tang Zhun really has this kind of confidence.

If he thought, how could this happen to Zhao Junxing?

But if you think about it in detail, he not only needs to establish the impression of having a profession among ordinary people, but not being an unemployed vagrant. Sometimes, you can't get rid of all kinds of trivial matters and be free and easy by yourself.

Hearing this, Zhao Junxing couldn't help rolling his eyes. Nimmy, do you want to be so vulgar? He just saw that the font written by the other party was too unique. It could be grandpa's new toy and could be liked by grandpa, but you would be fine...will you speak?

But he has no ability and doesn't like to bother to eat and wait for death. All kinds of flowers and drinks are real. Grandpa is also an old man who loves calligraphy. He likes to collect all kinds of famous fonts the most.

Let me put it this way, even if you spend money to buy a pair of famous characters now, it doesn’t make much sense. Do you think that the only one in the Zhao family can do things and do what the old man likes? Everyone knows that the old man’s hobbies and preferences are too many calligraphy and paintings during festivals.

Unique, similar to the font calligraphy that started the new master's school, the curiosity and freshness are far more likely to move the old man than the characters of ordinary modern calligraphers.

After rolling his eyes, Zhao Junxing continued to laugh, "Okay, okay, you are my brother, okay? What do you say is, 20,000 yuan, I'll buy it."

"You have thrown away all these. If you write something you are satisfied with one day, I will definitely need it. You have been pinned to death."
Chapter completed!