"Jing D: 250."
That person's good friend bust out laughing.
"Hahahaha, this is a good license plate. It has a high rate of turning heads. Awesome, really awesome."
On the contrary, the face of the person who got the number turned black.
"I still have one more chance."
The two of them held their breaths.
Yang Dianfeng watched from not far away.
The man's hands were trembling as he pressed the electronic button.
On the big screen, a string of numbers kept spinning.
Finally, the screen froze.
The man used his palm to block the screen. "I-I-I don't dare to look. What should I do?"
"Just look, what's the big deal? Isn't it just a license plate?"
His friend beside him knocked his hand away and stared at the screen with wide eyes. Suddenly, he burst out laughing. "Hahahaha, 438 it's 438."
"Pfft"
This fellow was plagued by bad luck. Yang Dianfeng could not help but laugh out loud.
That person said angrily, "What are you laughing at? If you're so awesome, why don't give it a try? Let's see if yours is worse than mine!"
"No matter what, the number I have drawn has quite the personality. However, your number is just an ordinary number that doesn't have any degree of recognition. Why the f*ck are you laughing at me?"
"I'll do it, I'll do it, I'll do it."
After Yang Dianfeng finished speaking, he walked in front of the machine.
After he logged in, he chose a number.
He unhurriedly pressed the button to choose a number.
The surrounding three or four people looked at the screen curiously.
This was a single-numbered draw. There were three chances to draw, and the result would be whatever was displayed on the screen. There was no room for regret.
The big screen stopped.
Yang Dianfeng was stunned.
The people around him were also stunned.
"F*ck, this is ridiculous."
On the big screen, there were three big nines, which were particularly eye-catching.
"Sigh, three nines? Not good."
Then, amidst everyone's exclamations...
Yang Dianfeng pressed the electronic number selection button again.
This meant that the previously drawn triple nine had been given up.
If he could not get a good number for his remaining two tries, he could only accept his fate.
Having said that, the point was that the triple nine number in Wutong City was worth at least a few million in the world.
What kind of situation was this? Discarding it just because he did not want it? Could it be that he did not understand the meaning behind a triple nine number?
"Big brother, are you feeling much better after comparing yourself to others?"
"Yeah, I'm feeling much better. This is what I call a bad*ss. Better than me —bad*ss— ah —" he looked at the number on the big screen that had just stopped and shouted, "Bad*ss!"
Everyone looked at the electronic screen again and found that another number had been selected.
"888."
"F*ck, it's a triple again. Why are you such a bad*ss? My heart can't handle it."
"There's actually such a lucky person in the world?"
"Sigh, I'm already rich enough and I'll be even richer in the future. Three eights. The number is too old-fashioned."
"I..."
The unlucky person next to him almost fainted.
"Look at him. Look at us. We're both humans, but why is there such a big difference?"
"Twice. They're all triples. This is f*cking unbearable."
More and more people gathered.
They all heard that someone had drawn triples on the machine.
Triples, what kind of standard was that?
Other than the first batch of big shots in Wutong City who had it, was there anyone else who could draw such a number?
"What the f*ck do you know? The man in flower underpants just drew three nines in the first draw.
"He wasn't satisfied, so he drew a second number. The result was three eights."
Everyone cried out in surprise...
This move really blinded everyone's eyes.
"Moreover, you guys aren't aware. This kid, he's so reckless. To him, three eights are too old-fashioned. He still wants to take the final chance."
"F*ck, is he courting death? If the last number turns out to be an ordinary number, wouldn't it be a few million gone with a tap of his finger?"
"Yeah, he's just randomly drawing some numbers. I didn't expect to encounter such an exciting thing."
At this moment, the person who drew a bad number couldn't help but say, "Brother, stop drawing. I can't watch anymore. If your third number ends up being a normal number, I'd rather die."
"Is that so?"
As everyone's pupils contracted, Yang Dianfeng casually tapped on the electronic button.
Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air.
"Oh my god, this is crazy, this is crazy. He is from a mental hospital. After three nines and three eights, his luck is off the charts. Is he going to challenge his limits?"
"Oh my god, this is too crazy."
This time, it took a longer time for the number to be generated. Yang Dianfeng hugged one girl in each hand and said, "Guess what the number will be this time?"
"Mr. Yang, this is a public place. Shouldn't you be more careful?"
"I like public places."
The three of them were flirting, and everyone was speechless.
At the same time, they were also secretly guessing Yang Dianfeng's identity.
"The two women beside him are not things that ordinary people can have. Could he be from a rich family?"
Under everyone's antipation, the big screen finally stopped.
Everyone looked at it.
"777"
"F*ck, f*ck..."
"This is illogical. Why is it like this?"
"Sigh, I'll just come to terms with this number. It looks pretty good."
After printing out the number plate template under everyone's watchful eyes.
He went straight to the number plate registration and production center.
When the staff member in charge of registration saw this number, her eyes widened and said, "I'm sorry, sir. Please wait for a moment."
Usually, this type of number would be auctioned off by the license plate center. One would cost several million, or even more.
How could someone get such a number?
After a few minutes, the staff member returned.
"I'm sorry, sir. The machine glitched just now. The number you chose has already been taken. Please choose another one."
"I have a video of me drawing three times for a number. Do you think the machine is broken just because you say it's broken? It's just that you don't want to give up the good number."
As he said that, he immediately showed his phone to the staff member.
The staff member's face turned pale.
However, this was a message from the leader. Such a number could not be given to an ordinary person.
Thus, she said stubbornly, "There's a problem with the machine."
"Alright, there's a problem with the machine, right? I still have something to do today, so I'll settle with a temporary one first."
Yang Dianfeng hugged the two women and walked out of the hall.
Everyone looked at them.
These two women were too eye-catching.
Moreover, they were western girls.
"Mr. Yang, we'll go to the toilet first. Wait for us here."
The tall foreigner said coquettishly.
Yang Dianfeng nodded. He was a little bored from waiting. From afar, he could see that his Big G was surrounded by people. A lot of people whispered to one another.
Among the onlookers, a woman suddenly turned around and bumped into him.
The woman screamed and fell to the ground.
After she had a clear view of the person who knocked her down, she was immediately infuriated.
Yang Dianfeng saw the woman in front of him and frowned. He went forward to help her up.
However, the woman suddenly swatted his hand away and said, "Yang Dianfeng, we have broken up. Are you following me? Don't you find this senseless?"