In the lottery shop, Kim Jong-ki's secretary sat on a chair against the wall. Seeing the group of foreign-dressed guys in the county town come in, he bowed slightly to show his respect. He thought he would be overjoyed to face a group of small people, but they were all possessed, their eyes were dull, panting like a cow, sweating like rain, and their movements were stiff. No one paid attention to him, a big man, and there was not even anyone looking at him. He had to smile self-deprecatingly and sit back on the chair.

When he heard the "large-quoted registered lottery" again, he slightly replied to normal. Fan Xijue was still retracing, but he was healing himself strongly. His instinct told him that the group of people in front of him might be crazy, and it should make his soul burst out again.

"How much do you buy!!!" Fan Xijue asked yellingly with a stack of registered lottery tickets in his hand.

The roar scared everyone in the store to tremble. Under pressure, Lin Liuming whispered in a low voice and said unconfidently: "We buy 2,600 silver dollars..."

"What? You buy 2,600?" Another roar sounded in the store, and the soil on the roof fell down. Lin Liuming was almost scared. He turned his head and saw that it was the fat man Fan Linhui who was staring at him in amazement behind him.

"Boss Fan, you are here too. How much do you buy?" Seeing that the largest and most familiar customer in this store is Fan Linhui who often buys ten yuan, Fan Xijue recovered a little more normal, and a stiff smile appeared on his face. This was the conditioned reflex of seeing Fan Linhui.

The sweat on Fan Linhui's face was like a stream, and the briefcase he was holding was trembling. He stammered: "I...I...I...I buy...2,001 yuan..."

"01?" Everyone in the store opened their mouths: I bought it all in a thousand yuan, and this person added 1 yuan, just want to surpass the last two people and have a big ocean!

At this time, the secretary sitting next to him interrupted, "Directors, do you buy 2,600 per person?"

Upon hearing this, Fan Xijue began to tremble all over again, his eyes turned pale, and the registered lottery in his hand was trembling.

"Prepare to pinch others." The secretary said to the helpless guy next to him.

"No, no!" All four people screamed. Although it was not a cut of flesh, just listening to the cut of flesh might make people scare. The three of them pointed at Lin Liuming and shouted: "Just buy him alone! 2600!"

Fan Sijue stopped trembling. He pulled out a registered lottery ticket and placed it on the counter. He looked at the four Democratic people and said, "Please pay for signatures."

Li Meng sighed, shook his head, gritted his teeth and placed the briefcase in his arms on the counter, took out stacks of ten yuan bills and piled them on the counter.

Fan Xijue took the pile of money and wanted to count it, but found that his hands were trembling so much that he could not scatter the money. The guy looked at him and wanted to order it for him, but Fan Xijue stared at him with red eyes fiercely, like a vicious dog protecting food. In the end, everyone looked at Fan Xijue tremblingly scattering the money.

"Fan Linhui, just be your match. Why are you involved in this?" The boss ordered money very slowly, and everyone had to wait. Li Mengxian was fine. Seeing Fan Linhui standing in the local area and sweating profusely, he leaned over to threaten it. After all, buying 2,000 is very dangerous.

"Yes, Lao Fan, your match business is really profitable, how difficult it is! If you lose, then you will be wasted! 2,000 silver dollars! It can kill people if you exchange it for silver!" Zhong Erzai also woke up and leaned over and pointed Fan Linhui's chest and said.

"Old Fan, you can't compare to us. We are all Democratic! We just have money! If we don't spend our own money, why do you have to play with hard-earned money?" Zhuang Feijiang also said with a smile.

Lin Liuming also walked over and became four people surrounding Fan Linhui. He shouted: "Old Fan, everyone knows that you are quite frugal. Your elder will not let you gamble at all. You resist God! In addition, we have money to come in a steady stream, and we...we... we... we burned a cigarette with fire and lit it! You just got 2001, and you are clearly going to lose all of it!"

When he said, "I didn't care if I burned 2,600 yuan in the fire and lighted cigarettes, Lin Liuming's voice was trembling. There was his own 600 ocean, but he had to say that, one less opponent would have more chance of winning. He had to defend his money from being wasted.

Fan Linhui seemed to be moved, his whole body shivered violently, and everyone saw sweat soaking his robe, fertilizing his chest into a large wet water mark. The accountant beside him also bent his hands like chicken claws, and shouted with a cracked grief: "Brother-in-law, don't go crazy! Why don't you do this? Why do you have to buy this thing? What if you lose?"

"Yes! Let's go quickly! Why don't you do so much money?" The four Democratic Party members quickly agreed with Fan Linhui's accountant and brother-in-law of the Match Factory. Li Meng also held Fan Linhui's shoulder and wanted to push this guy to the door: Get out quickly, it's already messy enough, don't mess up.

Unexpectedly, Fan Linhui suddenly raised his head and shouted: "I won't buy 2001!"

After saying a word, everyone was stunned. Then his brother-in-law and the Democratic Party both breathed a sigh of relief and laughed, finally saving a fallen man.

But the next sentence stunned them. Fan Linhui looked at Lin Liuming who was signing the picture at the counter and shouted: "I'll buy 2601!"

"Brother-in-law! Help me, Jesus!"

"Damn it! Crazy!"

"You are sick!"

"What does it mean to buy 2601? What does it mean to be against our Democratic Party?"

Fan Linhui broke free from the obstruction of several people, ran to the counter, poured all the money in his briefcase on the counter, shouting, "This is 2,200 yuan!" As he said that, he took out a piece of silver dollar from his pocket and slapped it on the wood, shouting, "This is one yuan!"

Then he trembled and touched his pockets, took out more than 20 yuan banknotes from it, and put them on the counter with silver and copper slots, but the money was not enough. He pulled off the gold ring from his fingers and smashed them on the counter, shouting: "Xijue, we are all old friends! Can't you trust me? Is these things worth 400 yuan? I'll give you cash later!"

The room was silent for a moment, and Lin Liuming, who was covering his handprints, shouted at Fan Linhui next to him in a panic: "Old Fan, you are sick! You have to make trouble, right?"

Then he turned his head and shouted at Fan Xijue at the counter: "Boss Fan, you never collect cash, don't pay credit, don't collect any broken pocket watches from him! What lottery tickets do you have no money to buy?"

Fan Xijue blinked, not knowing what to do.

The brother-in-law Fan Linhui in the store was already crying and pounced on him, hugging Fan Linhui with one hand and trying to hold the banknotes on the counter with the other hand, shouting: "My brother-in-law is crazy! Don't let him buy it!"

Fan Linhui suddenly pushed his brother-in-law away and shouted, "You stupid! How many times have I told you?! I figured it out, if you buy more, you will make a profit without losing money! Otherwise, what would Zhang Qijie and Li Guangxi buy? Are they crazy? I have never won the prize. Now I am a candidate myself, so I can buy my own tickets and win the lottery! I finally have such a god-given opportunity, don't bother me! I will win the jackpot this time!"

The other three Democratic Party members also surrounded Fan Linhui, either making great efforts toward Fan Sijue, or pointing at Fan Sijue to prevent him from taking Fan Linhui's money.

Fan Xijue was stunned and didn't say a word in his mouth. He had no idea what to do.

At this time, Secretary Jin Zhongji, who was sitting against the wall, stood up, looked at the gold pocket watch ring on the counter, and said to Fan Xijue: "Then you take the mortgage and ask this gentleman to write a mortgage loan note and I will protect him."

Before he finished speaking, the brother-in-law and the four Democratic Party rushed over, pointing five fingers at the secretary's nose at the same time, and shouting in unison: "What are you?"

"Don't do anything randomly! This is the secretary of Officer Zhao Jin**!" Officer Lin, who had been sitting on the threshold and eavesdropping, turned his head and yelled.

Five people with claws were stunned at the same time. Three seconds later, the five people bowed to the secretary at the same time and shouted in unison: "So they are sir."

The secretary took a step back, steadily shocked his heart, and smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay, those who don't know will not be guilty."

"Then get the lottery! 2,601 yuan!" Fan Linhui didn't move at all, so he stomped his feet and shouted, and then turned around and shouted: "Thank you sir!"

It was impossible to stop Fan Linhui from getting into another shot. If he did, he would go from second to third. The four Democrats were angry and hated, and this bastard had surpassed him by one dollar. This was really worthy of his name!

Among the 2,600 yuan, Lin Liuming had the most money, 100 more oceans than others. He looked at Fan Linhui, who was emitting heat like a steamer, and was angry. He gritted his teeth and walked back to the counter. He suddenly took another ten-yuan banknote and a silver dollar on the counter. He stared at Fan Linhui and shouted: "Xijue, tear me 11 more lottery tickets! I bought 2,611 yuan today for Lin Liuming's congressman! Remember to post the list later and post it together!"

Over ten yuan?

Fan Linhui, who was signing the lottery, looked up at Lin Liuming in surprise. He was stunned for a moment, threw away the pen in his hand, took out a briefcase, took out a stack of checks and private seals, and shouted: "Xijue! Is the check collected? I will give you a 2,800 yuan check plus 2,200 yuan cash. I will buy 5,000 yuan today!"

After yelling, the room was silent. After a moment, there were only jinglings and clangs. The former was the cup of tea in the secretary's hand fell to the ground; the latter was the police officer sitting on the threshold and eavesdropping. The latter was the police officer Lin, who was sitting on the threshold and eavesdropping, and fell into the door. The police cap rolled in and hit Li Meng's leg.

"Brother-in-law, you are crazy! Jesus, please drive away the dirty ghosts on your brother-in-law!" The brother-in-law's accountant shouted in tears, knelt on the ground and hugged Fan Linhui's legs.

After kicking off the police hat, Li Meng shouted to the sky with grief and anger: "Old Fan, you are so crazy! You can just build a factory well? What lottery do you buy? It's fine if you buy lottery tickets, who has ever heard of buying five thousand?"

"I have money, I'm happy to buy it! What's your business?" Fan Linhui's face had been reddished by the pleasure of gambling, blue veins on his neck and hands were exposed, and smoke rose on his head like a steamer.

As he said that, he opened a check, issued a 2,800 yuan, and then handed it to Fan Xijue, who was like a wooden man.

Seeing that Fan Xijue did not move, the secretary stood up and walked over, asking, "Don't you accept the check?"

Fan Xijue shook his head and opened his mouth, saying, "Cache...not..." Lotterys may be bought with checks, but checks need to go to the bank and take time. His lottery shop is a small business. To be honest, he has never seen what a check looks like; who would buy lottery tickets with a check? This is unheard of, so Fan Xijue does not accept any strange Western imported goods, but the check business of thousands of silver dollars is another matter.

Seeing that Fan Xijue answered yes and no, the secretary patted Fan Linhui on the shoulder and said, "Sir, lottery is risky, so you must be cautious when purchasing."

"I have money! Sir, can you buy it with a check?" Fan Linhui begged.

Lin Liuming didn't care about the adults present at this time, and pressed the counter and jumped to the ground and shouted: "Xijue! You have thought about it. At this time, the bank has closed! What should he do if he gives you a blank check?"

"Yes, you will never make a profit in your life if you have a short check of 2,800 yuan!" Li Meng and Zhuang Fei quickly agreed.

"Bad! I don't count how much money my bank has? How could I write a short check?" Fan Linhui clenched his fists and yelled. Now it seems that anyone who doesn't let him bet on lottery tickets is his enemy.

Fan Xijue looked at the secretary for help.

"Then let's take it off. Anyway, I'm a witness. If something happens, you won't lose anything!" The secretary turned to Fan Xijue and said.

Fan Linhui clenched his fists and jumped up.

Fifteen minutes later, the four white-faced Democratic Party members and Fan Linhui appeared in front of the crowd at the lottery store at the same time, holding up the lottery high in front of the crowd.

"Lin Liuming bought 2611 lottery tickets for Lin Liuming!"

"Me! Fan Linhui bought 5,000 lottery tickets for himself! I am the number one! Everyone buys me! Follow me to buy and make a profit without losing money! The 50,000 bonus is guaranteed! The gambling money that others lost to the election is also ours! Buy me!" Fan Linhui shouted excitedly.

Fan Linhui's shouting aroused the commotion among the crowd, and countless people clenched their fists and their faces turned red: there was a free money on the ground!

Fan Linhui was more excited because he bought the lottery. He clenched his fist and repeatedly called on everyone to buy his own lottery tickets. The crowd burst into amazement and cheers. At this moment, a briefcase suddenly flew over and smashed Fan Linhui's face holding the lottery ticket.

With a scream, Fan Linhui took a few steps back. Before he could stand firm, Qi Yunlu had already jumped over and kicked Fan Linhui's chest and shouted: "You thief!"

When he said that, Qi Yunlu was about to kick Fan Linhui to the ground, then he rode on Fan Linhui's chest, pinched his neck with both hands, and shouted: "Give me back 2,000 hard-earned money!"

The sheriff suddenly became in chaos and the crowd became even more excited.

Then Zhang Qijie, Li Guangxi, and Wang Yu's family led people to rush over and directed their subordinates to separate the two people. Four or five people pulled Fan Linhui out. Of course, Fan Linhui struggled desperately. Several workers simply lifted him up and raised him above his head and ran outward.

"Kidnap! Help! Old Zhang and Old Li, you can't tie me up just because I bought my own lottery!" Fan Linhui yelled while struggling.

Zhang Qijie below him shouted in sweat: "It's okay! It's okay! It's not kidnapping! It's our chamber of commerce holding a meeting! Everyone will continue to have delicious food and drink!"

Qi Yunlu, who was hugged by Wang Yu's family, looked at Fan Linhui who was struggling with anger, suddenly turned around and smiled again on his face. He shouted at the dark crowd: "The winner's pot is guaranteed for 50,000 yuan! Old Fan is stupid / A lottery ticket is worth 10 yuan, and a lottery ticket is worth 25 yuan! I am a dark horse! Don't buy his, follow me! Buy my lottery! Count my votes! Make more money!"

A few minutes later, under the gaze of everyone, Fan Linhui was lifted in the air and crossed a long street full of crowds. A group of members of the Presbyterian Chamber of Commerce ran into the central church, hoping to implement the "family law" on the "anti-bone boy" Fan Linhui.

The secretary in a tuxedo and a topper at the door of the lottery store looked at the group of industrial and commercial elites with their butts on fire, and then looked at the owner of the lottery store next to him who was following the new notice. He shook his head: He just proposed that since the bank was closed, he would let the police officer escort so much cash to the yamen first. Unexpectedly, Fan Xijue refused and looked at the expression that he would sleep with the pile of money tonight. He had no choice but to ask the police officer and the army to send people to maintain order for the lottery store and stand guard.

Looking at the dark crowd at the door, the secretary raised his hat and waved it. Everyone calmed down. The secretary standing at the door shouted loudly: "God people of Longchuan, fellow villagers: Your Majesty's Holy Lord launches elections, not only to give you greater power, so that you have elected officials who are the people who are the people who are the people who are eager to seek benefits for you; and you are Bo Le. Whoever you want to be an official will be made, and you will definitely be able to elect the person who gives you the most benefits. The election will make you profit! Let you make you rich! The people come to elect, and the people will be elected for the people. Everyone will devote themselves to the election! Whoever you like and thinks that whoever benefits you have greater interests, come and buy his lottery and vote for his votes! Come all! Remember, elections can make you rich!"

"Election can make you rich!" This sentence echoed on Sany Street, and a moment later, an angry response sounded: "Long live the emperor!" "Long live the election!" "Long live the wealth!"

At the same time, Fang Bingsheng from Longchuan Railway Station was sending an emergency telegram to the headquarters because the railway needed to be dispatched, and there must be telegram poles along the railway. The internal telegrams of the railway were faster than civilian telegrams.

"Emergency Ask for help! Emergency Rescue!..." In the telegraph room of the train station, he watched his telegram message being sent out by the telegrapher's quick finger. Fang Bingsheng suddenly shouted: "Slow! I will send me three exclamation marks after all the sentences! It means that the situation is urgent!"
Chapter completed!