"Little brother……"

The middle-aged man lowered his voice, came over, holding the lottery ticket in his hand and said, "There is a saying that a gift from heaven is a gift, and you will get half of it when you meet. Allah is not an unscrupulous person. Although you have to look at this lottery first

It’s here, you can share it a little bit, right?”

"Sorry, I don't have ten million."

Qin Chao shrugged his shoulders.

"Then I can't give you this lottery ticket. I'll go and collect the prize myself."

The middle-aged man immediately took back the lottery ticket.

"Oh well."

Qin Chao nodded and said no more.

The man was suddenly in a daze.

According to the routine, it shouldn't have developed to this point.

Then what should he say the rest of his words?

This guy doesn't play by the rules!

The middle-aged man's words were stuck.

Qin Chao sneered in his heart, this liar's tricks are too stupid.

I am so lucky, but a winning lottery ticket falls in front of me?

Just then, a man came out, and he happened to be carrying today's newspaper?

But this person is a living Lei Feng. He doesn't hide it secretly, but he tells himself that he wants to split it in half?

Where can there be so many things in this world?

But I just don’t believe it.

Seeing Qin Chao's eyes, the man knew that he seemed to have been exposed, so he had no choice but to shrug his shoulders, stop saying anything, and walked aside with the lottery ticket in hand.

Qin Chao smiled secretly in his heart.

Alas, the reason why people are fooled in this world is because of two words: greed.

I always fantasize about pie-in-the-sky things, how can there be so many beautiful things in the world.

Even for himself, his strength and status were obtained by walking through the gate of hell several times.

Nothing can be gained without effort.

Of course, except that you are the second generation of rich people and the second generation of officials.

Qin Chao continued to look at Da Tui, but after a while, voices came from not far away.

"But, I don't have ten million..."

A well-dressed old man, holding a birdcage in his hand, stood there with some embarrassment and said to the middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses.

"That's it...that's it, Allah can give you the lottery ticket first, but you have to pay a little deposit. Otherwise, Allah can't trust you. You pay the deposit, Allah will give you Allah's phone number, and this

Lottery. When you get the winnings, just share half of it."

"Deposit..."

The old man hesitated, "How much is the deposit..."

"At least 100,000 yuan."
Chapter completed!