"It takes a quarter of an hour to reach Chang'an City! It takes one minute to reach Workshop! It is definitely a right choice for everyone to choose Workshop City to settle down."

Wang Fugui said something he didn't even believe, but he looked serious.

"Haha! We arrived at Chang'an City in a quarter of an hour. How is that possible? It took us at least an hour to get here just now."

Song Bingyin stared at Wang Fugui with an unhappy face.

Although Wang Fugui is a well-known figure in the business district of Chang'an City.

But for Song Bingyin, no matter how important Wang Fugui was, as long as he harmed his interests, he was his enemy.

"If we speed up eight hundred miles, we can still reach the Mingde Gate of Chang'an City in a quarter of an hour. As for the workshop, the nearest workshop can indeed be reached in one minute. This manager Wang can play word games better than

Everyone is awesome."

Liu Yongzhe has worked in Workshop City for several years and is very familiar with the surrounding situation.

"Deceive! He is deceiving us! Who can go back and forth to Chang'an City as fast as the eight-hundred-mile express? The pedestrians and carriages on the road alone can reduce the speed by more than half. Besides, even if it is

It really only takes a quarter of an hour to reach Chang'an City, so what? Wouldn't it be better if I buy it directly in Chang'an City? The price is even cheaper."

Song Bingyin looked unhappy and wanted to rush to the stage and beat up Wang Fugui.

However, he only dared to think about it in his heart.

"Only 100 units are sold today. You can make a profit if you buy it. After this village, there will be no store like this one."

Wang Fugui naturally couldn't hear the complaints from everyone in the audience and continued to brag.

Of course, even if he knew the true thoughts of these craftsmen, he would not change what he would do next.

"Earn money if you buy it! Brother Song, I finally understand today why scholars hate businessmen so much."

Liu Yongze's face was full of contempt, and he felt that Wang Fugui was telling lies with his eyes open.

If the house in Workshop City was really so easy to sell, would I still be forced to pay the earnest money?

You can make money just by buying them, so why doesn’t Wang Fugui just buy them all himself?

Wouldn’t that make more money?

"The mouth of a businessman and the face of a woman cannot be believed. Brother Liu, I have a deeper understanding of this sentence today. The more famous a businessman is, the more unbelievable his words are.

Does he really think that we are ignorant farmers? There are many Hu merchants in Chang'an city, and he has made too much money from the Hu merchants, so he thinks that we are also so easy to deceive."

Although Song Bingyin felt that five or six people would draw a number today, his probability of winning should be relatively low.

But what if you win?

So he was also very worried.

"Sitting on a 100,000-acre workshop city, buy it and wait for the value to rise! If you don't win the lottery today, you will definitely regret it tomorrow! Wait until next year, if you haven't bought a house in the workshop city, you will definitely lose your guts.

I’m going to regret my youth.”

When Wang Fugui said this on stage, he felt the pleasure brought to him by God's perspective.

He also knew that few people below would believe this.

But as one of the few people who knew Li Kuan's next plan, he knew very well that houses in Workshop City were bound to become more and more expensive.

These craftsmen are reluctant today, but they will really regret it later.

Maybe those who won the lottery are cursing themselves secretly in their hearts today. In a few years, when eating and drinking with others, they will brag: How powerful I was back then. I knew that the price of houses in Workshop City was going to increase, so I

I bought a set early.

"I am really speechless after saying this! I am really worried that His Highness King Chu has such a villain around him. No wonder more than ten years ago, I heard that His Highness King Chu had a bad reputation in Chang'an City. At that time

It must be because there are villains around His Royal Highness the King of Chu."

The more Liu Yongze looked at Wang Fugui, the more he felt displeased.

He seemed to blame Wang Fugui for all his worries and entanglements today.

"Whether my intestines will regret it in the future, I don't know; but as long as I win the lottery today, I know that I will definitely regret that I did not stick to my position and dare not refuse to buy this house."

"I really hope His Royal Highness the King of Chu can listen to our voices at the scene."

While Liu Yongze and Song Bingyin were complaining, Wang Fugui announced that today's lottery had begun.

As the good-looking emcee announced the results of the lottery one sentence after another, sighs could be heard one after another.

What's more, after hearing that he had won the lottery, he squatted on the ground and cried bitterly.

It seems that Liu Yongze has all kinds of tastes.

"No. 222, congratulations to this husband for becoming the 72nd lucky person today!"

"No. 434! Congratulations to this husband for becoming the seventy-third lucky winner today!"

Seeing that more than half of today's houses have been sold, Liu Yongze's nervous mood became slightly more relaxed.

"Brother Song, after a while, we will be free!"

"Well, there are still about 600 people. We are only drawing the remaining 20 or so houses. We should not be able to win. It seems that today is a false alarm."

Song Bingyin's mood became a little more comfortable, and he felt that his luck was pretty good, and he had not been attacked so far.

"Hey! This is really evil."

Seeing several lottery winners crying around him, Liu Yongze sighed again.

"Number thirty-four!"

"Congratulations to No. 34 for becoming the 99th lucky person today!"

Just as Liu Yongzhe and Song Bingyin were chatting in a relaxed mood and watching the emcee report the lottery numbers one after another, a somewhat familiar number reached Liu Yongzhe's ears.

Liu Yongzhe, who was panicking, quickly reached into the pocket of his new trousers and took out a number plate.

Number thirty-four!

The number plate with black characters on a white background clearly recorded Liu Yongzhe's personal information and number.

"How could this happen! How could this happen? It's already down to the last two people, why don't you let me go."

Liu Yongzhe was about to cry but had no tears, with a sad expression on his face.

However, he was still strong and did not squat down and cry.

"Brother Liu, my condolences!"

Although Song Bingyin was glad that it was Liu Yongzhe who won the lottery and not himself, he still said words of comfort.

"No. 35! Congratulations to No. 35 for being the last lucky person today! Where are you? Please wave your hand and let us meet the last lucky person today!"

Song Bingyin, who had just opened his mouth to comfort Liu Yongzhe and secretly took out his number plate from his trouser pocket to confirm it, was frightened by this familiar number before he was happy for a minute.

Did you win the lottery?
Chapter completed!