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Chapter 37 That's my phone

Sometimes luck comes inexplicably.

Ding Peng did not expect that the person who pushed him to sell the notebook was a classmate of Ma Qingbo who he didn't know.

"Do you really want to buy it? We have agreed first, Qingbo, I didn't force you, you must think about it, after all, it costs more than 200,000 yuan." Ding Peng also reminded "kindly".

Ma Qingbo smiled and said, "Uncle Ding, didn't you say it just now? Knowledge is priceless. My classmate asked a random question and you will have an answer. It's no exaggeration to say that this is a treasure book in the livestock and breeding industry, not to mention that I will learn other knowledge from you in the future? I can't let you be in vain, right?"

Ding Peng patted Ma Qingbo's shoulder with emotion and said, "Smart, you are smart!"

"Hehe, Uncle Ding has won the award. Then you can see how many diseases there are, so it's easy to calculate the money." Ma Qingbo pointed to the notebook and said.

Ding Peng said nothing, dipped his fingers in a little saliva, and began to count them carefully one by one.

Seeing Ding Peng like this, Ma Qingbo always felt as if he had been fooled.

Ding Peng was counting and feeling depressed. You should know that Ma Qingbo is a rich second generation, so I finished writing this notebook. How much money is there?

"A total of twenty-four pictures, five thousand and ten thousand," Ding Peng said quickly.

Ma Qingbo's eyes thumped, thinking that it would be more than 100,000 yuan for such a small piece of paper?

But this guy is not short of money after all. Although he felt a little bit painful, he still smiled and said, "It's only 120,000 yuan, and it's acceptable. OK, Uncle Ding, should I transfer the money for you or will you get it with me?"

Ding Peng didn't expect that Ma Qingbo would be so easy to give money. This is a common problem for the rich second generation. As long as you like something, you will generally not bargain with you. If you buy it, you will just buy it. In their words, you are not buying the product, you are happy to buy it.

"Cash, let's talk about my old machine, no transfer function." As he said that, Ding Peng took out his old machine, not afraid of embarrassing.

Ma Qingbo saw the old man whose shell was so faded that it was worn out. This guy wanted to laugh, but he was embarrassed to laugh, and said, "Uncle Ding, if you have money, you can change to such a smart phone. Everything is very convenient, just like this property management, and you can control and command a mobile phone at home."

"Is that so magical?"

As he said that, Ding Peng took Ma Qingbo's phone over, which was still new. He looked back and forth, and then scratched it on it, and found that it was the same as his smartphone at that time, but it was just a brand different.

Ma Qingbo looked at him with a smile, but just muttered in his heart as he looked, thinking that he had never used a smartphone before? But why did he play so 6?

"The mobile phone card of this smartphone is different from the mobile phone card of my old man, right?"

Ma Qingbo was thinking, and Ding Peng asked with a grin, like a curious uncle.

"Of course it's the same, they are all mobile phone cards and can be used for use."

"Where is this phone card installed?"

"Here, no, it's here. Look, press it and a card slot will pop up for the mobile phone card, and then put your own mobile phone card in and then push it in."

"I'll try."

Ding Peng seemed very excited to open the back cover of his old man's machine, took out the battery, took out the phone card, and then took out Ma Qingbo's phone card from his smartphone. He put his in, and then pushed the slot back.

Immediately afterwards, I opened the phone book and looked at it, and found that the phone number on my mobile phone card was displayed.

"You can't say it, this thing is faster than the old man's machine when it is used." Ding Peng kept exclaiming.

Ma Qingbo smiled and said, "That's sure, this technology is much more advanced than the technology of the elderly. Now this kind of mobile phone is popular, so it's time to eliminate the elderly."

"You're right. The old man's machine can no longer keep up with the trend. OK, let's go and get the money."

As he said that, Ding Peng stood up and put his cell phone in his pocket very carefully. He didn't even want the laptop, so he walked out directly.

Ma Qingbo: ""

This guy was completely confused. He sat there for a long time before quickly turning around and looking at Ding Peng who was about to reach the door, shouting: "Uncle Ding, that's my phone, I bought a new Huawei 30."

This guy is going crazy, I have never seen such a person before. I let you feel the sense of the times of technology. I didn’t say I gave you my phone, why did you put it in your pocket?

Ding Peng waved his hand and said, "I will write you two more about the principles of chicken disease and prevention and treatment plans. It costs 10,000 yuan, and you won't lose."

"I"

Ma Qingbo was so depressed that he wanted to rush up and play with Ding Peng. This was so fucking so fucked that he had never seen such a shameless person.

However, when Ma Qingbo thought that Ding Peng would write two more chicken diseases and prevention and treatment plans for him, Ma Qingbo felt a little better, so the guy quickly stood up, put his card into Ding Peng's old man's machine, installed the battery and buckled the lid, and pulled the door and chased him out.

On the car.

Ma Qingbo didn't say a word. He didn't want to pay attention to Ding Peng anymore. He didn't want to talk to shameless people.

Ding Peng didn't care. He sat in the passenger seat and took out his phone and kept sliding, having fun.

Ma Qingbo glanced at him and wanted to hit the car directly on the telephone pole on the side of the road, thinking that he would kill you, a shameless guy.

But he didn't dare to hit him after all, because he was still in the car.

"Where is the charger?" Ding Peng suddenly looked up and asked while playing.

Ma Qingbo vomited blood depressedly, but still didn't answer Ding Peng's words, but just took out the charger from his bag and threw it to him.

After the two of them withdrew the money, Ma Qingbo sent Ding Peng back to the turnover community. Ding Peng had just gotten out of the car, and Ma Qingbo ran away as soon as he stepped on the accelerator. He didn't want to stay in this ghost place for a minute.

Ding Peng looked at Ma Qingbo who was running away and laughed, thinking to himself, if you weren't a rich second-generation uncle, wouldn't you kill you like this?

As he said that, he turned on his phone and found Ma Qingbo's phone number and dialed in.

Ma Qingbo was driving forward when he heard a roar of old ringtones, and he took out the old man's machine and connected it in depressedly.

“What are you doing?”

"From Wednesday, go to the chicken farm in the western suburbs, and it will be on holiday when it is windy and rainy."

"knew."

Bang!

Ma Qingbo hung up the phone and threw the old man into the passenger seat.

Ding Peng stood at the door of the turnover community and looked around. He suddenly realized that there would be such a cute day in this old community. Look at how cute the old men and ladies walk carefully, and how lively the children chase and play. Why didn’t they notice it two days ago?

OK, because I didn’t have money in my pocket the other day.

Now that he is rich, Ding Peng has not gone home, but has started shopping on the street. He has to buy things. For a person who is used to having a complete range of household appliances, it feels awkward to have less of anything.

So the guy plunged into a household appliance store and started to wash his blood without saying a word.
Chapter completed!
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