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Chapter 12 Director Duan's wife, is she pretty?(2/2)

The bank lobby manager smiled and said, "Boss, we have a high interest rate business here, with an annual interest rate..."

"I'm in a hurry to use the money now, but I'll consider it later."

The lobby manager almost choked: "Add to add a contact information, I'll show you the project list. If you consider it, please contact me directly."

"good."

Xia Chuan acted vigorously and took out 100,000 yuan, packed it one by one, and asked the bank for a bag to pack.

Then, he came to the relevant departments for consultation.

Director Duan is a middle-aged man who looks gentle, calm and smart with glasses.

"You can submit the application to the village committee first, and the village committee will submit it to us. If there is no problem, it will be approved. You can fill out a form and wait for notification."

This is the same as not saying this, what he needs now is a solution.

But he has no say, and the other party cannot give him a solution.

Xiachuan couldn't wait.

After leaving the department office, he came to another sports lottery store, and used his usual skills again and scored twice.

This time he bought a mask and still pays attention to the lottery.

Sports lottery is not considered gambling.

Chile vs. Honduras, he remembers it ended 1:0.

Spain lost 0-1 to Switzerland and took the score.

Argentina 4-1 Tulle Kanzi Country, history is always repeating itself.

Greece 2-1 Nigeria.

Xia Chuan chose to continue playing, and now he is not short of money. However, the Spanish championship odds this year are not high, with only 5.5 odds, so he bought 100,000 yuan directly.

This amount directly scared the store owner.

"One hundred thousand, buy the Spanish champion?"

"Go to vote."

Xia Chuan took out a pack of cigarette from his pocket and handed over one.

"You're welcome."

The boss took the cigarette and put it in his mouth: "I have a lighter, I'll help you with it right away."

Xia Chuan sat on a stool and watched last night's replay: "Eight percent commission?"

"yes."

"I have a friend who also does this."

The topic came, Xia Chuan skillfully blew the cigarette butts, and he rarely smoked unless necessary.

The boss knew that the craftsman was a veteran at a glance.

"Where is the taller?"

Xia Chuan pointed to the office building.

The shop owner knew it well and said, "It looks very young. Is there a Duan in your building, Director Duan?"

Xia Chuan's eyes narrowed: "Do you know him?"

"Her wife often comes to me."

"?"

Regarding Xia Chuan's astonished gaze, Boss Chu hurriedly explained: "She often comes to my place to buy lottery tickets, European Cups, and World Cups, and it's very fierce."

“Beautiful?”

“Beautiful…”

Xia Chuan thought for a while, then went back and bought a 95-5-year-old stuffing on the table.

The boss was stunned: "You are."

"Director Duan's wife comes here, you secretly send me a message."

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Chapter completed!
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