332. Unbeliever 3
"There are many children my age when I go to school, and I have had a lot of fun over the years." Duanmu Baolian smiled softly.
Mr. Mei closed his eyes. He suddenly had the urge to kill him. Really, he had collected countless information about Duanmu Baolian. Her information, from elementary school to middle school, was really too ordinary, ordinary and ordinary.
There is not the slightest difference between the two children. This child is a little smart, her grades have always been above average, and she has a gentle temper. If others don't mess with her, she will never mess with others.
I get along peacefully with my classmates on weekdays. Of course, there are also disputes and quarrels.
But it wasn't until this moment that he realized that all the information he had collected over the years was in vain.
"Pauline——" Mr. Mei took a breath and said, "Let me ask you a question..."
"Do you want to ask me, how would I face my financial difficulties without your presence?" Duanmu Baolian asked softly.
"Yes!" Mr. Mei said, "Although you are very smart, how do you make money?" These days, a penny can kill a hero. Without money, you can't move forward. No matter how smart she is, how can she get out of financial distress.
"Didn't you keep a close eye on me in the past two years, otherwise you wouldn't have asked this question." Duanmu Baolian suddenly said with a smile.
"What?" Mr. Mei didn't know what to say.
"Uncle, how about we make a bet?" Duanmu Baolian suddenly stopped and said with a smile.
"How do you want to bet?" Mr. Mei felt that he had encountered many bizarre things in his life, but none of them were as shocking as the girl tonight.
"Let you witness it for a moment, it is easy to make money." Duanmu Baolian said.
"What do you want to do?" Mr. Mei felt that he had better ask. This child is completely different from what is written in those documents.
"I use one hundred yuan as the principal, and within fifteen minutes, I will earn two thousand yuan." Duanmu Baolian chuckled, "If it takes more than fifteen minutes or less than two thousand yuan, I will lose."
Mr. Mei pulled her and stood in a secluded corner, watching the dim light of the street lamp shining on her perfect, young face, but he could not say a word. After thinking about it, he said
: "You are very good at appraising antiques. It would be easy for you to pick up a leak and then sell it to Lao Wu. I won't bet with you."
"Since it is gambling, it must be fair and reasonable. Why would I use antiques to find Mr. Wu again?" Duanmu Baolian said with a smile, "Wouldn't that be cheating? Besides, there is not enough time."
"Then what else can you do? Don't forget, you only have a hundred yuan in capital and only fifteen minutes in time." Mr. Mei shook his head and said, "If you don't ask for help from acquaintances, I feel - you can't do it.
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"Do you want to bet? Uncle, just tell me." Duanmu Baolian chuckled softly.
"What's the bet?" Mr. Mei was still curious. Anyway, if he was given 100 yuan, he might be able to make money. However, if he could make 2,000 yuan within 15 minutes, he would never be able to find help from an acquaintance.
If he wanted to make a bet, he was guaranteed to win but not lose. However, he felt that he had better ask about the bet first.
"Just a vanilla ice cream, I want to eat ice cream." Duanmu Baolian licked her lips and smiled softly.
Chapter completed!