The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet

Chapter 1485: Little Brother in the 1990s (34)

Chapter 1485 Little Brother in the Nineties (34)

Those prizes outside looked at them and were taken away one by one. In fact, there were eight trusts for ten people.

Five thousand dollars! Fan Cheng has never won such a big prize since the beginning of the year!

"Wait a moment." The front desk stood up and immediately asked the head of the commercial building.

Han Jin stood there and was recognized by many people shortly.

"Han champion, what are you doing here today? Don't study hard, tell your teacher carefully."

"Haha, is Han the champion also buying lottery tickets? It was a coincidence. I just arrived in a batch of welfare lottery tickets. Would you like to give me a number?

...

A group of people were messy, some flattered Han Jin, and some made fun of him.

Most people who buy lottery tickets can barely live their lives, but are thinking about making a fortune.

Han Jin stood inside a group of speculators.

It's like a flock of chickens. Everyone who comes and goes has to look at him.

"I won the prize, and I am here today to honor the prize." Han Jin said faintly at the speaker next to him.

He looks like a teenager, and just looks good to deceive.

"How much did you hit? Let me have a look. I promise not to go out and take advantage!"

Humane next to it.

Han Jin glanced at the front desk who was late for a while.

Calmly took out the scratch card to let people around see it.

"Ah! 5000!"

"One, two, three, it's really five thousand! I didn't count wrong, it was three zeros!"

"It's awesome. Can this kind of scratch card win 5,000? I always thought that ten or twenty was the most?"

"I haven't seen the world. Didn't we just watch Lao Liu hit a car and drive away? Why are you so jealous of this 5,000 yuan?"

...

A group of people are messy, like ducks in a fryer.

Han Jin has some reputation in Fancheng, so these people are fooling around with his fortune and seeing him standing there, dare not go around.

By virtue of these artificial potentials, Han Jin let everyone here know that he had won 5,000 yuan. If the commercial building wanted to settle accounts, he must first consider whether they would continue to work in the lottery shop.

They all have credibility. Once this credibility goes bankrupt, the lottery shop is over.

"Come, Han Xiaoyuan. This is five thousand dollars. You can order a little."

The chief in charge of the idea of ??holding the account came out from the inside holding a red tray.

He smiled, first asked Han Jin to pass the money again, took Han Jin to take a photo with Qian, and then let Han Jin take the money away.

In this broad daylight, five thousand dollars is a very thick stack.

Some people are bachelors and spend it when they earn it. They have not seen so much money in their lives.

Xia Ling looked around, knowing that the person in charge was making trouble.

He deliberately made the matter high-profile, fearing that they would be annoyed to go back halfway, encountering a robbery begging for money, and spit out the winning money again!

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"Brother Han Jin!"

Xia Ling welcomed Han Jin over.

Han Jin had foresight, and he had prepared a backpack for money before he came.

Now carrying a bag, bulging.

There were seven or eight people behind him, near or far.

With so much money, I saw it packed in Han Jin's bag.

Make a ticket to eat and drink for a year without worry, who can spare the mind?

Xia Ling Yuguang swept some people present.

"It's okay, let's go." Han Jin smiled at Xia Ling comfortably.

Holding Xia Ling's wrist, he stopped her from looking back, and the two walked out calmly.

A group of people stared. They were both weak and looked like sheep were entering the wolf's den.

(End of this chapter)