In the parking lot of Minghui Fashion City, he arrived in front of a bright red Cadillac with a plastic bag excitedly. Zhao Junxing excitedly opened the car door and sat in the back row and opened the bag. However, the next moment, he was stunned.

It should have been relatively complete, but at most it was the wrinkles that became kneaded together. He needed to slowly stretch and level them before he could take them home for the old man to see the waste paper. At this moment, most of the time was ragged and debris were flying.

There were only three pieces of paper without obvious damage and the paper was intact.

"Damn, what the hell, why don't I remember when he broke these words?"

Originally, he thought he had bought more than a dozen pairs, but after reading Tang Zhun's writing for so long, he knew that there were more than a dozen pieces of paper in the trash can, which cost 20,000 yuan. If you buy more than a dozen characters, it would be fine. Generally, the famous modern calligraphy masters have a pair of characters of 20,000 to 30,000 yuan per piece, although most of the characters are brush characters rather than hard pen characters...

He bought more than a dozen pairs of 20,000 yuan, which is more than a thousand yuan per piece.

But why did it become more perfect if only three pictures are intact?

The beautiful girl with him also changed her pretty face. She hurriedly walked into the back seat, and exclaimed after a glance, "I'll just say, look at you, I only bought three pieces of waste paper for 20,000 yuan, you..."

"Shut up." Zhao Junxing yelled hard. When the beauty of melon-faced face dared not speak, he frowned in depression. He took out three intact papers and stretched them little by little to smooth out the wrinkles on it. Although after working hard for more than ten minutes, the wrinkles could still be seen on the open paper, but the font strokes, charm, strength, etc. could still be clearly distinguished.

"That Tang Zhun is just a brain problem, that is, my buddy is generous and doesn't care about you. Forget it... Three photos are just three. Scarcity is expensive. Sometimes too many things are not necessarily all good things. But next time I can't take such a big loss. It's too much to lose. I'll blackmail me for 20,000 yuan, which is simply a magic trap."

Thinking of this, Zhao Junxing carefully folded the three pieces of paper and put them in his suit pocket. He threw away the plastic bag and other waste paper and walked back to the driver's seat.

It’s not that he is not depressed or unhappy, but he understands that the unique new font will create a sense of curiosity and freshness for those who love calligraphy. In addition, it is well written, which is very tempting to his grandfather.

At present, Tang Zhun’s own writing is not satisfied. If he throws it away, he can already make his grandfather happy. If Tang Zhun can write what he is satisfied with in the future, it will definitely be better than these, right? If he can still get it then?

Even though he was angry with Tang Zhun, he still felt that some of the guys' charity attitudes were too annoying and too annoying, and he could still tolerate them.

"Okay, don't be angry. You know my grandfather likes these. How important is this to him? If I don't please the old man, I will not have the chance to inherit the family business in the future. Even if I can't inherit everything, it would be a good thing to be able to share more,..." When sitting in the driver's seat, Zhao Junxing had the intention to comfort the beauty in the melon-faced face of the passenger seat. This was his new goal, and he met Liang Juan, who was chasing for a while.

Otherwise, he would not have the intention to spend so long shopping. He could not be influenced by the other party in his business. He would naturally have to coax him after he had done the business. At the beginning, Liang Juan was a little frustrated and could not resist Zhao Junxing's sweet mouth and a good appearance. He was soon coaxed to a smile again.

"Go away, go for a meal."

After about ten minutes, Cadillac drove out of the parking lot and went to a well-known Western restaurant nearby to have a meal. After dinner, Zhao Junxing just paid the bill and was about to leave, but a waiter walked up with a smile, "Sir, according to your consumption, you can draw for free once..."

"I'm not interested, what the hell is the lottery? Isn't it just to draw some vouchers, which makes people feel a little advantage and come to you to eat next time. And how much you have to spend to use vouchers. Don't bother me with such a bad routine."

Zhao Junxing complained without waiting for the words. The waiter looked embarrassed when he said something, and several customers around him laughed out loud.

Hotel lottery, supermarket lottery, you will have a chance at the amount of money spent. It is really a bad routine for merchants in 2017.

"No, we are definitely not cheating customers. It is different from the general activities. Although the first and second prizes are vouchers with varying limits, the third prize is souvenir, the special prize is a cash prize."

"Stop coming, you don't have a special prize at all, just put a swearing. A bunch of prize tickets is 90% of the first and second grades. It's so high-end that it's actually just a pretext for us to come next time. What are the bad things to do in a good restaurant?" Zhao Junxing is actually very sarcastic. His family's total property is tens of millions of dollars and he knows a lot of connections and is arrogant.

When the waiter blushed, a manager suddenly came over and said politely, "Mr. Zhao, I can guarantee that there will definitely be a special prize in the lottery, it will not be a voucher trap..."

Seeing that many people around him were paying attention, Zhao Junxing was too lazy to say so much, "Okay, okay, where is it? I can't draw one? I'm wasting time."

With an obvious impatient expression, many guests laughed even more exaggeratedly. The manager glared at the waiter and pulled Zhao Junxing to the lottery office. There were a lot of scratch cards in the prize pool. Zhao Junxing then took out one and left without looking at it.

At this time, Liang Juan suddenly took action and took away the scratch card while walking. After a few steps, Liang Juan beat up, "Special Prize, 5,000 yuan in cash?"

"Um?"

He was mentally prepared and sent away the hotel staff with a stingy tongue. Zhao Junxing was also stunned. He took it and saw that the special prize was 5,000 yuan. He was stunned, "I'll go, there is really a lot."

"It only cost five or six hundred yuan for a meal, but I can still take away five thousand yuan in cash? Are you willing to admit this special prize?"

After saying that, he looked at the manager excitedly. The manager forced a smile and looked at the lottery place strangely before taking Zhao Junxing to complete the prize collection procedures.

With so many scratch cards, a chance of one in a thousand, this guy is too nonsense.

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At 8 o'clock in the evening, he played rock-scissors, played sieves, cards, stone scissors, and cloth. Zhao Junxing fought alone with a group of friends. There was one of his friends and two of Liang Juan's best friends. This was why he wanted to play and took the girl to check in a room before he appeared in the entertainment club.

However, since her first drink from the first time, Liang Juan, who has been winning, doubts about her life, and her two best friends gradually doubts about her life.

The rock-scissors can’t be played anymore. After changing to other ways of playing, Zhao Junxing didn’t drink a glass of wine, but the other four people were drunk. Even if his buddy stood by the side of the beauties and fought against him, that’s still the case!

Looking at the four guys who were already dizzy and unconscious, Zhao Junxing took a deep breath, looked at the five bottles of foreign wine on the table, and doubted his life.

"Damn, what the hell is this? How can I have this technique? Not to mention drinking and playing so exaggeratedly, I really spent five or six hundred meals at dinner, and I won five thousand lottery before leaving. This..."

In a daze, Zhao Junxing suddenly felt hot in his chest, and something seemed to make noise. When he hurriedly reached out to the inner pocket of his chest, he grabbed two intact sheets of paper, and another 16-open drawing paper that he had worked hard for a long time to stretch and smooth out in the afternoon. It was fine at that time, but now it was broken inch by inch. It was really broken into hundreds of small pieces of paper that were neatly sized by every little finger.
Chapter completed!