Chapter 35: Boss, Do You Have Any Name Cards left?
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Smith rushed over.
Ron stuck his foot out and pressed it against his fat stomach. "Well, well, you're still the same. That's nice. I can't stand the closeness now."
Smith gave up the hug when he saw that he could not get close to Ron.
However, the Smith now was not as ugly as before.
He was like a long-time friend to Ron.
He was even happier for Ron's survival.
"There was no news about what happened two days ago. I was so worried about you. How did you escape?"
Smith inquired.
Without changing his expression, Ron said, "Since it can't even be reported on the news, it means that there's a big problem. I advise you to stop talking and completely bury this matter in your heart. You should even take a vacation with your family for a while. That's the best option."
Smith's eyes widened.
However, the coward before him was a true boss.
That gunslinging skill and the saber technique that he had competed with Satoki.
That was not something an ordinary person could possess.
After he came back, Smith went to research on who Satoki was and what level his kendo level had reached.
His jaw dropped in shock. He was practically the god of Rainbow Country.
Ron had a DSLR in his hand.
There were also a lot of small toys from the Dimensional Merchant City all of which were placed on the stall.
Don't underestimate these little gadgets. They have a catalytic effect to promote the sales of other high-end products.
For example, the DSLR was obviously lower than the market price, and it was more suitable for normal people.
There were also some ordinary limited edition cups. These things were real.
Furthermore, some of the items were no longer in production. Some of them had profits, while others did not.
However, it did not matter anymore because these things could attract a lot of attention.
And having a good reputation with people was naturally the best advertisement.
Sure enough, Ron set up his stall.
A group of people surrounded them.
"Everyone, line up properly. As for whether you can buy something you like, that will depend on luck."
Ron said nothing, and Smith beckoned.
When they saw that Ron was silent, they formed a long line.
They could see that there were many cheap toys in the booth.
The queue was long, and there were at least several hundred people.
Ron didn't even look at it as he wrote the big sign.
Napoleon Bonaparte Saber. In the 19th century, there was only one Napoleon Saber in the world.
Starting price of $6 million, and it will go to the highest bidder. "
The introduction was very simple. It was to give Napoleon a simple introduction and place the army saber behind the signboard.
"Boss, how much is that DSLR?"
Without even looking up, Ron pulled over a rocking chair and said, "$1,000."
"Are you serious? It's so expensive?"
"If you think it's too expensive, you don't have to buy it. Go to someone else's house."
Ron put on his sunglasses and said, "Next."
"Don't, don't, don't. Boss, I was just joking. Your stall is famous now. How can I not buy it?"
After saying that, he threw down a thousand dollars and left with his camera.
Why didn't he leave?
The Sony DSLR camera cost more than $2,000.
He was just testing the waters earlier, so he was worried.
"Boss, how much are you selling that LV bag for?"
At that moment, a beautiful woman in red appeared in front of Ron, her bikini strap falling to her upper arm.
He really suspected that he would see the boobs the next moment.
But Ron wasn't impressed.
Mary was much prettier than she was. She could not even catch his eye.
"This is $3,000."
Ron said.
"Boss, you're so handsome. Can you give me a cheaper price? 2,500 USD?"
Ron got up. "This bag costs $3,500 in retail price."
The red woman's shoulder strap fell away, and she used her hand to support it.
"Boss, how about I go on a date with you?" the woman said.
"I don't have the time to do that. Why don't we set up more stalls and earn more money? We can 'play' with each other."
Then, he tossed the woman a name card with his address on it.
The woman gritted her teeth and picked up the name card.
"Is 2500 okay?"
Ron crooked his finger, meaning, Take it, take it and go.
When the crowd saw this, they all looked at him with envy.
Ron wasn't afraid of the woman, either. She had taken advantage of him, but she had lost his tongue.
It was very simple. Ron set up his stall every day and had strange goods every day. Unless they didn't want to buy anything here anymore, they could buy something at a cheaper than recommended market price and disappear.
But—was that possible?
That was impossible. The goods in Ron's stall were like a casino.
People who bought more or less took advantage of others. People were most passionate about taking advantage of others.
This was especially so for places where people could take advantage of others every day. People loved going there every day.
But—the next thing Ron knew,
All these sexy and voluptuous beauties had willingly exposed themselves…
He could host a big party with all these women, Ron thought.
The men's eyes burned with anger.
But there was nothing he could do.
At that moment, a green woman approached Ron.
She looked at the goods in the stall. Now all that was left was a fishing pole, a pair of sneakers, and a cup.
Finally, the woman picked up the glass.
There was a picture of Donald Duck on the cup.
"Boss, how much is this?"
The green-haired girl squatted down.
Ron could see everything from his angle.
However, he had seen too much earlier. The airport before him was really not that interesting.
"$1,000."
Ron only intended to sell the cup at cost price, because the cup was indeed only sold for $1,000 at the System Shop.
"What? So expensive? Aisha, let's not buy it. I've seen this cup at the mall. It only costs 10 USD."
The green-haired girl's boyfriend immediately turned to leave.
But the girl gritted her teeth and said, "I'll buy it."
This surprised Ron.
There are so many rich people here. Are they not willing to go to the mall and buy things if they like them?
"Pay up."
The girl told her boyfriend.
"Pay- pay? Aisha, are you crazy? Why did you buy such an expensive cup?"
When the girl heard her boyfriend say that, her face immediately fell. "Are you going to pay—"
Her eyes were threatening.
The man had no choice but to give Ron the $1,000.
Naturally, Ron accepted it.
The girl picked up the cup but did not move.
"Do you need anything else?"
Ron asked blankly.
Previously, the girl had seen that the boss had given every woman who bought something a name card.
Why didn't she give him her name card?
She asked awkwardly, "Boss, do you still have any name cards left?"
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