The Strongest Skill System

Lin Shuangmu was somewhat surprised. This was the first time he had seen a guest that decided to buy a guitar. Furthermore, this guitar seemed to be expensive.    

"That's right, I'm sure it's only this one. How much is it?" Ye Mo spoke very easily, but Lee Jiaqi and Lin Shuangmu didn't think so.    

Lee Jiaqi thought that Ye Mo didn't know the price and even thought that it was a few thousand dollars. She quickly said, "Elder Brother Ye, do you really not need to think about it? The price of this guitar is not that cheap.    

Hearing this, Lin Shuangmu also quickly nodded and said, "This guitar is a very famous American handmade brand, the price at home is one hundred and eighty thousand!"    

One hundred and eighty thousand! Although it was a bit expensive, it wasn't a problem for Ye Mo.    

Thinking about this, Ye Mo nodded with a smile. He took out a bank card and said, "No problem, can I swipe my card?"    

This time, both of them were shocked. They originally thought that Ye Mo did not know the price, so he performed like that. Now it seemed that he was really not lacking in money!    

Since he had a business, of course he wouldn't refuse them at the door. Lin Shuangmu immediately received the card with a smile and prepared to swipe it.    

Suddenly, a discordant voice came from not too far away.    

"Boss!" Wait a moment! This guitar, I want it! "    

Ye Mo was stunned for a moment. He turned around and saw it was actually Murong Hai.    

Lee Jiaqi was puzzled and whispered, "Elder Brother Ye, do you have any grudges with this person?"    

Seeing Murong Hai's arrogant appearance, a trace of helplessness appeared on Ye Mo's face as he whispered, "It's just a misunderstanding, don't worry."    

Since Ye Mo had already said so, Lee Jiaqi nodded her head as if it was natural. Anyway, it didn't matter if Elder Brother Ye said it was okay, it wasn't.    

"Friend, I saw this guitar first. If you like it, you can choose a different guitar."    

Ye Mo was not the kind of person who would intentionally cause trouble. Since Murong Hai had provoked him first, he might as well keep a low profile.    

Murong Hai looked at Ye Mo with disdain and sneered: "You think you are qualified to use such a good guitar? Boss, I offer twice the price! I'll buy it! "    

"This …" A trace of awkwardness appeared on Lin Shuangmu's face. Double the price? Of course, he was very happy that he could sell this guitar for such a high price. However, Ye Mo said he wanted to buy this guitar first, so unless Ye Mo said he would give it to him, it would be hard for him to sell it to Murong Hai.    

Ye Mo heard him say that, so it was clear that he was here to cause trouble. He felt a bit uncomfortable, but soon remembered the price of the guitar. After calculating it in his mind, he immediately put on an unhappy expression and said with a frown, "I also offer twice the price!"    

Yo! This kid has some money! Murong Hai thought like this in his heart, but in his memory, a guitar would at most cost him seven or ten thousand yuan. He didn't care about it at all, at most, it would only be his weekly living expenses.    

Thinking about that, Murong Hai sneered in his heart. His face was full of pride as he shouted again: "You're going to double? Then I'll offer three times the price! Boss, are you selling it? After this village, there will no longer be this shop! "    

Upon hearing these words, Lin Shuangmu's heart was filled with anxiety! Three times! That was five hundred and forty thousand yuan! A guitar worth one hundred and eighty thousand yuan for five hundred and forty thousand yuan, that was a question that he had never even dared to think about before!    

Lin Shuangmu looked at Ye Mo pitifully, hoping that he would give up on the guitar on his own accord.    

Murong Hai, who was looking for a friend here, suddenly saw Ye Mo's figure and followed him curiously. Only then did he realize that he was buying a guitar and seemed to be preparing for tomorrow's welcoming party. Since that was the case, he couldn't let him do as he wished.    

He had a company at home, so his daily life was pretty comfortable. Looking at the clothes Ye Mo was wearing, it didn't even add up to 2000 yuan. How much money could a poor bastard like him have to spend on guitars, the one he took a fancy to was at most around 2-3000 RMB, it wasn't enough for him to go out and play.    

Thinking about this, Murong Hai shouted arrogantly: "Hurry, Ye Mo, do you still want it? "No, I took it!"    

At this time, Ye Mo burst out laughing, and even Lee Jiaqi started laughing. This made Murong Hai a little confused. Why were they laughing instead of unhappy?    

However, at this moment, he didn't feel anything was wrong and continued to shout for the guitar.    

"Alright then!" "Since you want this guitar, I can only bear with it and give up on you!"    

"That's more like it! Junior must act like a junior. If senior has his eyes on something, you cannot snatch it away! "    

Murong Hai looked at Ye Mo with a sarcastic look, and slowly took out his bank card while saying a line that implied something.    

Seeing that the matter was resolved just like that, Lin Shuangmu's face immediately revealed an expression of ecstasy. He took Murong Hai's bank card and swiped it in the card reader, getting him to enter the password.    

After typing in the password, Murong Hai was like a triumphant rooster. He was about to teach Ye Mo a lesson, but he was stopped by the boss.    

"Sir, your bank card does not have enough balance to pay that much money!"    

"That's impossible! I still have over a hundred thousand in my bank card! How can you not pay? "    

Murong Hai looked at the boss in shock. Then, he suddenly thought of something and asked with a trembling voice, "Boss, how much is this guitar of yours?"    

Without waiting for the boss to speak, Ye Mo held back his laughter and said, "The original price was one hundred and eighty thousand yuan. Even if you offer three times the original price, five hundred and forty thousand yuan isn't a lot!"    

"What?" One hundred and eighty thousand yuan? What lousy guitar would be so expensive? "    

Murong Hai's eyes nearly popped out when he heard the price of the guitar! Five hundred and eighty thousand! Even if he included all the money he had on him and his credit card, it would be impossible for him to earn that much money.    

"This …" Murong Hai suddenly stuttered as he tried to retrieve his bank card. When Ye Mo saw this, he asked with a smile, "Senior, what's wrong?" Aren't you going to swipe your card? Or perhaps, you don't have that much money on you? "    

"Bullshit!"    

Murong Hai frowned and said stubbornly, "This card does not have that much money in it! It's all in the car! I'll go get it now! "    

After saying that, he snatched the bank card and ran out dejectedly.    

Ye Mo and Lee Jiaqi were not the only one who noticed it. The boss shook his head helplessly and said, "Mr Ye, it looks like this customer won't be coming back, do you still want more?"    

"Of course! However, I can't do anything about the price of five hundred and forty thousand, let's go with the original price! "    

"Of course! "Of course!"