Villain's Strategy

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"family heirloom?"

Wen Zhichu nodded, "Of course...I drink water within three yuan."

This price is not a family heirloom.

Seeing the heirloom in his hand with a retail price of seven yuan, Qin Jiashu's face twitched.

He sent it out before, and the other party sent it back to him in the name of a reward.

It can be said that it is taken from him and used for him.

Then I looked up at the person standing beside me. The light in the other person’s eyes was as if a ten-watt light bulb was installed, and it was written all over his face, take it for you, take it...

Qin Jiashu was speechless for a moment, and it took a long time before he said, "No need."

After saying that, he threw it back into Wen Zhichu's hands. Wen Zhichu, who was smiling like a sunflower fluttering in the wind, was taken aback for a moment, and his tone was a little flustered, "Here...for you."

Wen Zhichu didn't know why the other party didn't want it. After all, it was a good thing for him. He had never seen a bottle of water of normal size sold for seven yuan.

In his values, this is no different from robbing a bank.

The merchant could have robbed you of seven yuan directly, but instead gave you a bottle of water.

He walked a few steps forward when meeting people, shortened the distance between him and looked at the other person with a pair of eyes sincerely without any impurities, "You got the first place... this is your reward."

I was already in a bad mood tonight, but now that Wen Zhichu made it clear that he was going to hit the gun, Qin Jiashu impatiently waved away the opponent's hand, his face dark and frightening, "I told you, I don't need it."

Wen Zhichu was not considered a threat to him, but it was still a headache for him. The other party's feelings for him were true, and so was his feeling.

I thought that the other party would retreat when he saw his cold eyes, but the more frustrated he became, the more courageous he became.

"It's okay..." Wen Zhichu pulled someone's hand and stuffed it in, "You take it... Next time you get the first place, I... I'll buy it for you again."

Qin Jiashu was stunned, Junyi's face was stunned for a moment, and his heart felt heavy and dull when he heard this. The approach of the other party brought some faint smell of alcohol, which was not unpleasant, but in the end, he felt uncomfortable in his heart. Inevitably took a step back.

The words in the other party's mouth also confused his thoughts. In his cognition, there is no reward for the first place, only should it be deserved.

Compared with other rankings, he should be number one, and he can only get number one.

Second place has no value anywhere, and it doesn't in his eyes, so second place is a shame and evidence that he didn't try hard enough to be second.

So much so that Qin Jiashu couldn't reconcile with himself every time he failed.

The distance between the two is not too far, only a few steps. Qin Jiashu's tall body stands next to Wen Zhichu like a wall, blocking people from an angle, looking down at Wen Zhichu as if being pinched by someone. With the same red face, he told himself that he didn't care, but he still asked, "Is there a reward for the first place?"

Wen Zhichu affirmed, "Of course... the first place is so good, of course there should be a reward."

He still did not forget to praise, "You are the most outstanding person I have ever seen..."