A few minutes later, after the two wrote a simple agreement, the store owner readily gave Li Mo four thousand yuan.
Li Mo waved the money in his hand at Zhao Tianqing, who was already shocked, and then took out another eight hundred and handed it to the shop owner.
The shop owner subconsciously took the money and was a little stunned:
"What are you doing?"
"Boss, I don't know if eight hundred yuan is enough to buy the kimchi you have today. Anyway, if it's not enough, you can treat it as a discount and give it to me."
The shop owner was slightly taken aback and said in surprise:
"You want both?"
"Yeah, both."
The shop owner squinted his eyes and said nothing, and nodded.
Although he didn't know what Li Mo was going to do, since he would rely on him to set up a stall in the future, and he didn't lose the eight hundred yuan, there was nothing to say.
"Boss, please start packing now at ten yuan a piece."
Li Mo said with a smile, then turned around and walked to the door, opened the glass door, and said to the group of freshmen outside:
"Thank you everyone for your support. The kimchi in this store is very good. I'm treating you today. Everyone will line up and come in to get one, one for each person!"
"The monitor is awesome!"
Wang Yaowu was the first to react. He raised his head and roared, then rushed into the kimchi shop.
When the others saw this, they suddenly started making noises and rushed over with cheers.
Everyone knows in their hearts that this is a treat, so Li Mo will definitely win this game!
The three of 404 were also in the crowd, almost being squeezed forward.
They were all very happy for Li Mo, but Shao Wenhua was still unconvinced:
"Tch, this bitch, Lao Mo, really feels uncomfortable if he doesn't show off for a day! This makes him so angry!"
Zhang Weiqiang and Meng Geng, who were standing not far away, were stunned when they saw this scene.
Zhang Weiqiang almost didn't let the cigarette burn his mouth, and said stupidly:
"Boss Meng, what's going on? Shouldn't I win?"
Meng Geng also had questions in his head and said irritably:
"Ask me, who the hell am I going to ask!"
He had already prepared himself to watch Li Mo make a fool of himself, but something like this happened inexplicably, and he was also confused.
Then I saw students coming out one after another carrying a portion of kimchi, praising it while eating.
Things that cost nothing just have to be more fragrant.
Soon, Li Mo also walked towards Meng Geng and Zhang Weiqiang, followed by Zhao Tianqing who looked in a daze.
"It seems that Vice Minister Zhang just got one hundred yuan in cash and three hundred yuan in coupons, right?"
Li Mo stood in front of Meng Geng and Zhang Weiqiang, took out four hundred from a wad of bills in his hand, and then took out a coin from his pocket.
"I just thought he got a sponsorship of 400 yuan. Here it is 401 yuan, which is just a small amount to overwhelm Deputy Minister Zhang."
"What? You actually want the money?"
Zhang Weiqiang stared at the thick stack of banknotes in Li Mo's hand with a shocked face, and rubbed his eyes vigorously:
"This is impossible! That store is obviously going to close down!"
Meng Geng also felt it was unreal. He pointed at the money in Li Mo’s hand and asked Zhao Tianqing:
"Minister Zhao, is this money really sponsored by the owner of that store?"
"Well, yes, the total is four thousand yuan. Junior Brother Li spent another eight hundred to treat everyone to kimchi, and there is still three thousand two thousand yuan left."
Zhao Tianqing nodded affirmatively. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have believed it.
"This is impossible, how is it possible!"
Zhang Weiqiang said it was impossible, but his hands subconsciously reached for the money in Li Mo's hand.
Li Mo's eyes widened and he clutched the money tightly:
"what are you doing?"
"You didn't say this was the sponsorship you got, so just hand it over."
"Damn! You really want to eat shit! Why should I give you the money I want based on my ability?"
Li Mo put the money into his pocket, leaving only the four hundred and one in his left hand.
"Besides, when you saw the money, you thought I was from the Propaganda Department? What were you doing just now?"
While saying this, Li Mo handed four hundred and one to Zhao Tianqing.
Zhao Tianqing's eyes were dazed, not knowing whether he should accept it or not.
Li Mo was right. He was not yet a member of the Propaganda Department, so he had no reason to collect the money.
Seeing Zhao Tianqing's expression, Li Mo narrowed his eyes and smiled:
"What? Too few? Two banners are enough, right?"
Hearing this, Zhao Tianqing gritted his teeth and accepted the money.
She suddenly remembered that Li Mo had just solicited sponsorship in the name of the External Propaganda Department. If he didn't accept the money, wouldn't he have to put it in?
The director of the External Propaganda Department took over the money, which meant that the competition was over.
And the winner is self-evident.
"Okay! Brother Mo is awesome!"
Wang Yaowu took the lead in shouting, and a group of freshmen also cheered.
The freshman who just entered the school actually got more sponsorship than the deputy director of the External Propaganda Department.
Even in the eyes of these old students present, it is a rare and rare thing.
After Guo Daxia yelled a few times, he shouted to Meng Geng without thinking it was a big deal:
"Hey! Vice President, now that the winner has been decided, you, the referee, should make an announcement! It's time for the position of Deputy Director of the External Propaganda Department to change hands!"
"this......"
Meng Geng's cheeks were hot and he opened his mouth not knowing what to say.
This was the first time since he entered the student union that he had been forced to do something like this.
Zhang Weiqiang stood next to Meng Geng, as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.
He was very afraid that Meng Geng would really give up his position as deputy minister to Li Mo as promised.
But now facing such a group of aggressive freshmen, he didn't dare to say anything and could only stare.
"Well, this competition was indeed won by Li Mo."
Meng Geng's voice was dry. With so many people witnessing it, he couldn't tamper with the facts and could only announce it bravely.
"good!"
All the freshmen clapped and cheered enthusiastically. They were all participants in this rare victory.
After the applause, they were all waiting for Meng Geng to continue.
It is definitely a historic moment for a freshman who has just entered the school to become the deputy director of a certain department of the student union.
But after Meng Geng hesitated for a long time, he still couldn't say what the freshmen were expecting. Instead, he said to Li Mo with an embarrassed expression:
"Junior Li, it's like this. The removal and appointment of a deputy minister require a complicated process. I can't just say it in one sentence."
"We still need to hold a meeting to study this matter carefully. I'm afraid we won't be able to make a decision today."
When Li Mo heard this, he raised his hand to stop Wang Yaowu who was about to scold his mother, and just smiled and looked at Meng Geng without saying anything.
It wasn't until Meng Geng felt so scared that he nodded and said:
"Okay, then you can study it. I'm waiting for your good news."
.........
For dinner, Li Mo took all the boys in the class to the barbecue restaurant where they had their first dinner together, and ordered two tables of barbecue to reward them.
Wang Yaowu and Guo Daxia drank and cursed, and greeted Meng Geng and Zhang Weiqiang cordially.
At the end of the meal, everyone was a little dizzy, and Wang Yaowu asked abruptly:
"Brother Mo, do you think Meng Geng's hair-picking behavior will lick that idiot Zhang Weiqiang's hair?"
Li Mo took a sip of snowflakes, smiled and shook his head:
"Absolutely not."
"Why?"
"This incident alone is not enough to remove Zhang Weiqiang from his position, and Zhang Weiqiang's idiot is so thick-skinned, it is even less likely for him to withdraw voluntarily."
After listening to Li Mo's words, Wang Yaowu said nothing more, raised his head and blew a whole bottle.
