"There are no ones who bought it for tens of thousands of yuan. Yesterday someone bought Mexico with 10,000 yuan."

Xia Chuan: "The salary of ordinary people is gone for half a year."

"I want to get rich. The chances of winning the World Cup are higher than those of lottery. Some people buy lottery tickets a year and spend thousands of dollars. Even if the poor buy ten thousand, their lives will not change. But if you say you win, it is equivalent to having to work for half a year. You count it."

The boss also readily exchanged the money to Xia Chuan, but it wasn't his money anyway.

Xia Chuan took it into his pocket after a while: "It makes some sense, I'm lucky."

"You are lucky. If you are brave, you can take a try. Anyway, you won't suffer any loss. If you win, you will make some money."

The boss became a ill person and instigated him.

Xia Chuan knew that the other party had a commission: "I made a small fuss and I would buy another 100 for me, maybe I won again."

"How can you be so lucky every day?"

The boss shook his head: "Then you don't have to go to school and work anymore. You can get rich by doing this stuff."

"Haha, that's right."

This time, he bought it all the wrong ones.

Because of the county town, he is really afraid that he will be messed with if he suppresses too much.

After leaving the store, he ran to a sports lottery store two kilometers away to fight guerrilla warfare.

It may not matter if you spend a few days in a row, but to be safe, Xiachuan chooses a steady approach.

Although he also felt that he was thinking too much, who would remember this little money?

However, he just likes to make money secretly.

It's great if you don't know about it.

To make money secretly and to show off when you have money are two different things.

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Chapter completed!