Wang Yan wants to consult Wu Fanlin about buying winning lottery tickets. The Laozi of this product is a small middle-level leader in the lucky lottery center. He has little energy, but he is familiar with many things inside.

    Wu Fanlin was very enthusiastic. He drove to pick up Wang Yan and took him all the way to Xinjiekou.

    "Dawang, you''re willing to come to me if you have something. You''re not polite to me. I''m very happy today! Let''s go and take you to eat some imperial specialties. You can say anything!"

    The place Wu Fanlin took to was a small shop called the door frame Hutong. When he saw the door face from a distance, he saw many diners lining up.

    In such a place, you have to wait for how much money you have. You can''t tell which one in front is the big man.

    While chatting in line, Wang Yan said bluntly, "Angkor, do you know how to buy the first prize lottery?"

    Wu Fanlin didn''t understand the meaning for a moment. He was very sensitive and nervous: "which kind?"

    "The prize has been opened and is in the hands of an individual, but I haven''t cashed the prize yet..."

    Wang Yan explained more clearly, and Wu Fanlin suddenly realized.

    "Oh! You want to give gifts, don''t you?"

    Wang Yan smiled but did not speak.

    Wu Fanlin lowered the voice line by half: "I know, I know! It''s easy to do. I can help with this!"

    The second-hand transaction of winning lottery is a very secret but real business.

    For those lucky winners, if there is a reliable way to sell the non cashed lottery tickets, they can save a lot of taxes and fees. At the same time, they are very hidden and do not need to face relevant institutions to avoid exposure.

    For some people with special purposes, it seems very stupid to spend 5 million to buy a lottery ticket to cash the prize, get 4 million, and lose 1 million oceans on the spot.

    However, after losing 20% of the money, its nature has changed greatly.

    Legal income, simply four words, is sometimes worth more than anything.

    "Da Wang, pick what you can say. The process is actually like this - after the lottery, the national winning information will be uploaded immediately with the lottery machine, and the relevant departments can count the winning information at the first time."

    "For example, how many first prizes and first prizes are awarded in total, which lottery station comes from which province, which city, and how much is the bonus..."

    "Then, after a series of internal processes, the provincial lottery center began to prepare to cash the grand prize."

    "So if you want to buy, there are only two ways."

    "First, wait in the provincial lottery center; second, contact the winning lottery station directly to see if the lottery station owner knows the winners."

    "Both methods have their own advantages and disadvantages, and both have the possibility of success, but in the final analysis, this thing catches up with luck."

    "Lucky, I received it every minute, and no one was disturbed, and no news leaked out."

    "Bad luck, I can''t get one for many periods."

    "Anyway, if you want to do it, I''ll help you. You have to pay attention to money. The CBRC is very strict in anti money laundering. Don''t be careless."

    Wu Fanlin''s words were clear and correct, and immediately opened a layer of yarn for Wang Yan.

    Wang Yan is not worried about capital security. The scientific and technological content of the system is ahead of the earth. He doesn''t know how many orders of magnitude and can''t be found.

    So as long as Wu Fanlin can provide accurate goals at the first time, the rest is nothing more than communication.

    After talking here, they finally lined up and stopped talking about it.

    "Give us two portions of stewed pork, fried sausage, cold dishes, electric roasted mutton kebabs, laodidu Ma tofu, and finally two bowls of fried sauce noodles!"

    Wu Fanlin took out the money to pay, turned back and asked, "Hey, Dawang, would you like two bottles of cold beer?"

    "Soda, you''re driving."

    "Yes."

    Wang Yan looked curiously at the master making in the counter and felt the aroma from a distance.

    Marinated tofu is marinated tofu with small pieces of large intestine and lung head, poured with thick old soup, mixed with garlic juice, sesame sauce and leek flowers.

    Fire is to burn cakes, cut the well mouth and soak in brine.

    The marinated tofu is full of juice. Take a bite and directly explode the pulp. The fire is full of old soup, but it is not rotten. The lung head is soft and rotten, delicious and delicious. The large intestine is treated very clean without any peculiar smell. It is fat but not greasy.

    Just two words: delicious!

    Fried enema is also very good. It''s crisp outside and tough inside. It''s eaten with mashed garlic. It tastes rich.

    Only that portion of hemp tofu made Wang Yanting uncomfortable. The smell of mutton was too strong. It was always strange to match with the taste of tofu.

    But on the whole, it was still a very enjoyable meal, which made Wang Yan really feel the characteristic food of the imperial capital.

    Such a clean and delicious food for more than 100 yuan fully proves the adaptability of Chinese cuisine. Big restaurants have the delicacy of big restaurants and small restaurants have the flavor of small restaurants.

    After dinner, Wu Fanlin wants to take Wang Yan out to play.

    These goods are very popular. During the day, they either play cards or mahjong. At night, they are either a bar KTV or a Deyun club or a bathhouse.

    As soon as Wang Yan listened to his arrangement, he quickly compared with him ×。

    See you soon. I can''t play with you.

    Wu Fanlin didn''t force it either. Maybe he thought Wang Yan was too young to take him to play mahjong, so he sent Wang Yan to the door of the hotel and waved goodbye.

    Friendly and not sticky, very good personality.

    ……

    This day has no waves and passed quietly.

    Wake up again, it''s already the morning of the 18th.

    Wang Yan moved his muscles and bones. He felt that the muscle strain had almost healed.

    The scab of the scratch is only a shallow layer, which is very itchy. It is the result of the rapid self-healing of the skin.

    When they went downstairs for dinner, Fu Yushi and Nawu just went out and greeted each other. Then they were busy. They had a little good tacit understanding between gentlemen as light as water.

    When she came out of the library at noon, Lu Yuanyuan carelessly blocked the north gate and startled Wang Yan.

    "Eh? Sister Yuanyuan, how did you disappear?"

    "If you don''t want to see me, just say it. I''ll change it for you. Is Xiong Daxing OK? She''s a little coquettish today."

    Lu Yuanyuan is still such a tiger. She swings a sledgehammer when she comes up.

    How dare Wang Yan answer this?

    Quickly change the topic: "what are you doing? Have you eaten?"

    Grumpy Yuanyuan online grumpy: "nonsense! Hurry up. They all have delicious and fun. They are singing in the group every day. If you can''t satisfy me today, don''t expect me to take you in!"

    Wang Yan was overjoyed.

    Yo, hey, is this going to take me to beauty college?

    Where have I seen similar stories!

    "OK, sister Yuanyuan, just say what you want to eat!"

    Lu Yuanyuan''s mouth was unforgiving. As a result, a daily meal was sent away. Neither of them spent 1000 yuan.

    Without much rest after dinner, he hurried to school with Wang Yan.

    "This afternoon is the last formal dress rehearsal with makeup, followed by repeated details correction. It''s nothing to see. Before going on stage, the real last dress rehearsal should be carried out in the performance venue. You can''t see it, so it''s the best thing to see."

    Wang Yan was taken all the way to the black box theater by Lu Yuanyuan. From a distance, he saw Lin Weiwei waving to them.

    Just got to the seat and sat down. Without waiting to say hello to everyone, the lights in the front field suddenly went out.

    Wang Yan''s heart jumped heavily and subconsciously held his breath.

    30000, how beautiful are you on the stage?