Chapter 690: I'm not selling

Huang Feng took out the record and found that it was no different from the record on earth. However, when he put the record into the computer and wanted to listen to it, he found that the computer could not read it at all. With the data in it, Huang Feng understood that this record is no different, in fact, it is very different from the record on earth.

"Could it be that this thing can only be used as a proof of transmission?" Huang Feng thought while holding the record. "By the way, don't I have a floating sports car? You can also put records on it. I don't know if I can put this record. "

However, even if Huang Feng had this guess, there is no way to verify it now, because his bedroom is not large, and he parked the suspended sports car in the parking space below, not in his ring. Here, after all, if the ring is received, when he uses it in the morning, he has to go to a place where there is no one to take it out, which is too troublesome.

"It seems that I can only try again tomorrow." Huang Feng thought to himself.

After that, Huang Feng put the record into Najie and went to rest.

The night passed quickly, and the pair of men and women in another time and space also got up. The man just got up, he received a call from the two girls yesterday, saying that their money was ready. You can trade at any time.

"Really a child of a wealthy family, really willing to spend 20,000 yuan to buy a record that can be bought for a few hundred yuan." After hanging up the phone, the man smiled to himself with a smug smile on his face. Said his girlfriend.

"You go quickly, in case they regret it, there is nowhere to make this money." His girlfriend urged.

"Don't worry, this business won't stop. You didn't see those two girls with nervous expressions on the record yesterday. I'm afraid that if I raise the price to 30,000, they will also agree with their teeth. May regret it? They should be worried now, worried that I will sell this record to other people at a higher price." The man said proudly.

"Okay, change the money and come back quickly, lest nights have more dreams," the woman said.

"That's how you women are. Once you encounter something, you are not calm." Although the man said so, he still went to the living room to prepare to take the record with him, to find the two women, and prepare to make a deal. In fact, I am afraid that these two bigots suddenly wake up and stop trading with them, then they will not be able to make this small fortune.

"Hey, why is this record different?" When the man picked up the record, he felt the change of the record. Although the record in his hand is about the same size as the previous record, the person on the cover is obviously different. Now, the touch seems to be worse than it was last night.

"What's the matter?" Hearing the movement in the living room, his girlfriend also came out: "What's wrong."

"Come and take a look, why does this record seem to be different, or is it this one last night, I remembered it wrong?" The man quickly said to his girlfriend.

"Take me to see." The girl friend quickly took it over and saw that this record was different. After all, she was also a fan of Qing Xuan. After her boyfriend got this record yesterday, she too After playing for a long time, I naturally know that the current record is obviously different from the one last night.

"How is it? I remembered it wrong, right?" After all, the man is not a fan of Qing Xuan. He didn't watch the record carefully yesterday. Now, with a hint of luck, he thinks he has remembered it wrong.

"What did you remember wrong, this is not the record yesterday! Look, the person on the cover is not Qing Xuan, and her signature is gone," the woman said loudly.

"How is it possible that this record didn't leave our hands at all yesterday, and there is no possibility of it being dropped. Why is it different?" The man also started to be anxious. This is related to his small fortune. Of course he Very important.

"Could it be the thief from the house at night?" his girlfriend guessed.

"It's possible, let's see if there are other things missing." The man said.

As a result, the two looked at the house all over, and they didn't realize that they were missing anything. Could it be that the thief was a fan of Qing Xuan, and he only stole Qing Xuan's record when he came to steal something?

This is obviously impossible.

"What the **** is going on?" the woman asked.

"You ask me, I'll ask who to go." The man said irritably. If there weren't today's deal, even if the record is lost, he wouldn't care. Anyway, he is not a loyal fan of Qing Xuan. There will be no less meat.

But now it’s different. There are two girls who are willing to buy the record for 20,000 yuan. Although this number is not big, it is considered a windfall for him, and now he can’t get it. , How could he feel comfortable in his heart.

"When you got it back last night, did you notice any difference?" his girlfriend asked.

"I didn't care at the time, who knows." The man said. He is not a big fan of Qing Xuan, so he just took the record back without looking at it carefully. So, at the time, there was no such thing. Found that it has not changed.

"Hey, by the way, do you think the cover of this album is different, and the content inside is still the same." The man said suddenly.

"It's possible." The woman said.

"Let's try!" the man said hopefully.

As a result, something more unacceptable happened to them. The record could not be read. It seemed that there was a blank inside, which made the two of them even more frustrated.

"Damn, don't let me know who did this, otherwise, I want him to look good!" The man broke the record in half and said viciously.

Huang Feng was thinking about cultural output before, but as a result, this record did not allow Li Bingyun's voice to appear in this time and space, it was damaged and completely turned into rubbish.

Just when the man was furious, his phone rang again, and the call was still from the two girls.

"We have arrived at the agreed place, and the money has been brought, when will you be there?"

"I'm not selling it!" When the man heard the word "money", he became even more angry. The 20,000 yuan just flew away.

"Hey, hello, hello..." the girl yelled anxiously, but the phone was hung up.

"What's the matter?" her friend asked.

"He said he won't sell it anymore."