The Devil Comes to America

Chapter 171: Such an unprincipled white man
Looking at the long line in front of him, Xiunuo was speechless.

Bruce looked worried: "Are we still late?"

Although he said this, he still got off the car honestly.

Then I got to the back of the line.

Xiu Nuo followed him and looked at the line in front of him and asked curiously, "Do we still have to queue up with so many people?"

"Aren't we already here?" Bruce said with emotion, "It would be a shame not to queue up."

"How about changing to another one?"

"I don't think so." Bruce shook his head. "This is my third day here to buy it. The 711 and pharmacies near Silver Lake are out of stock. I heard this store has a partnership with a pharmaceutical company, so they opened a separate counter to sell it. Although the quantity is limited every day, there is supply every day."

"Wait for me a moment, I'll go take a look at the front." Xiunuo walked to the front of the line and took a look, and found that many people were still entering the store.

The pharmacy in America was a little different from what Xiunuo remembered. In his memory, pharmacies sold medicine, but the pharmacy in America looked more like a supermarket.

In addition to medicines, it also sells some convenience store items.

The current situation is that there are no restrictions on buying medicines and goods normally, but there is a separate counter where all the digestive tablets produced by Dark Gold Pharmaceutical are placed.

Xiunuo walked back and saw that there were six or seven more people behind Bruce.

Seeing Xiunuo coming back, Bruce instinctively wanted to come out and walk to the back of the line, but Xiunuo waved his hand: "I'm not buying Bruce, you just line up here. I'll wait for you in the car?"

"Okay." Bruce didn't care: "But aren't you going to the city center, Xiu?"

"I just wanted to go for a stroll." Xiu Nuo said with a smile, "Nothing important. I am a little interested in this thing, but obviously, it's not the right time to talk about this, right?"

Bruce smiled awkwardly: "It's just a digestive tablet."

Before Xiunuo left, a black man came over. He seemed to know that Xiunuo and his friends were latecomers, and he had a unique vision, so he walked up to the two of them and opened his coat to reveal the contents: "Are you here to buy digestive tablets, sir? Do you want the last three boxes?"

Xiunuo was stunned for a moment. Why are there scalpers selling digestive tablets now?
Bruce glanced at the team and asked, "How much?"

"Two hundred dollars a box." The black man laughed, knowing that he had found the right person.

The clothes of these two people are different from others.

Bruce frowned slightly: "If I remember correctly, this thing is fifteen dollars a box?"

"I'm the one who queued up all night," the black man said dissatisfiedly, "I didn't sleep all night! And, you know, the goods in the store are limited. According to my experience, the counter will be closed in half an hour. Do you think you can still get a spot in the queue?"

Bruce was silent, then he took out his wallet: "Okay, two hundred dollars. I'll take it all."

Xiu Nuo was shocked watching from the side.

This money is so damn easy to make!

But after looking at the cash in his wallet, Bruce changed his mind: "Two boxes, please."

"Don't embarrass me, sir." The black man took out a POS machine: "It supports card payment."

"Quite professional." Xiunuo looked at the black man in shock.

The black man actually looked very modest: "It's my duty to serve customers. Sir, do you need me to add your contact information? I support reservations here."

Bruce shook his head slightly, "Thank you for your kindness sir, but it's not necessary."

"Is the price too high? There will be some discounts if you make an appointment, and I have more than just this thing here."

Bruce looked at the black man blocking his way, smiled awkwardly at Xiunuo, and then said seriously: "I don't need any contraband, sir."

It was obvious that Bruce considered the black man's so-called other things to be contraband.

The black man was also very knowledgeable. He quickly said, "No, no, no, sir, I'm not a drug dealer. Uh... You know what I mean by drug dealer. This is just a digestive pill. I mean, I also sell other things here, sneakers, bags, and all kinds of luxury goods. They are all genuine, and the price is much lower than the counter! For only three hundred dollars, you can buy a Gucci bag for your wife."

Bruce said politely, "I really don't need it, Xiu, let's go."

But the black man obviously did not intend to let go of this big customer who bought three boxes of medicine at a time.

This time he set his sights on Xiu Nuo. The black man had a warm smile on his face that didn't belong to his skin color: "Oh, wait a minute, sir. I can see that you are an Oriental, right?"

Xiu Nuo said calmly, "Don't pretend you figured it out when you heard the name, okay? But, I can tell it's definitely different from other people I've seen."

The black man was not angry, but smiled and said, "Are you here for tourism? What I mean is that many of my customers are Oriental tourists who can vouch for my reputation. I also accept customization of some brand-name products. You only need to make your request, but it takes some time to go to the manufacturer to buy the goods. Do you think you are interested?"

Bruce also noticed that this guy seemed to not let them leave until he achieved his goal.

So Bruce took out his phone and said, "Okay sir, I'm impressed by your sincerity, but please don't scare my friends, okay? Let's add each other's contact information. I'll contact you if I need anything."

"No problem sir. Oh, and by the way, the products we sell here come with after-sales service! Most people won't make such a promise."

After adding the contact information, Bruce finally left with Xiunuo.

Back in the car, before Xiunuo could speak, Bruce said first: "Don't trust him."

Xiunuo pointed to the three boxes of medicine: "Obviously Bruce, I didn't believe him, but you did." The middle-class white man blushed: "Believe me, this is an accident, I just don't want to make a wasted trip."

"Hmm."

"Okay, I have to make it clear to you."

"Is he a liar?" asked Xiunuo.

"No." Bruce's face flashed a trace of struggle: "He is telling the truth, they are all genuine, but they may not come from a legitimate source."

"The other goods he mentioned may have been snatched from stores during a parade, or from pedestrians, or stolen. In any case, they were definitely not purchased."

"He's talking about the genuine article."

"Of course it's the original."

"He also provides after-sales service, Bruce."

"Yes, but what this after-sales service means is that if someone steals the goods he sold you near the block where he sold you the goods, he will help you get them back."

"Wow." Xiunuo raised his eyebrows: "This seems more reliable than the police."

"Only these blocks." Bruce emphasized, perhaps wanting to save face for the police system, he added: "It has to be the goods he sold to you."

"But at least we can get it back."

"The police can also be repaired! Don't be prejudiced against our police."

“If the police can do it, why are they still selling?”

Bruce was stunned. He was shocked to find that something was wrong and the logic was contradictory.

Xiu Nuo laughed out loud: "Okay Bruce, I'm just kidding you, but won't they sell fakes?"

"Who knows? There should be. I haven't bought any. But I heard that they seem to be cracking down on counterfeit goods, saying that those who sell counterfeit goods are too conscienceless."

Xiu Nuo's mouth twitched: "A bunch of people who buy for free say that those who sell fake goods have no conscience?"

"I just heard about it. Don't ask me. I really don't know much about this industry."

“What I want to say is, this is not good, right? As long as no one buys their products, this industry will no longer exist, and the public security in Los Angeles will be much better. Our abilities are limited, and we may not be able to change anything, but at least we can decide what not to do, right?”

Bruce said it sincerely, and judging from his expression, this guy really meant it.

Xiunuo was somewhat touched, and pointed at the three boxes of medicine; "But you just supported them."

"God, stop talking about these three damn boxes of health supplements! They're just digestive tablets! Digestive tablets!!"

"You spent ten times more on it."

"I was wrong, please let me go, Xiu." Bruce rubbed his nose and said, "Forget about these three boxes of digestive tablets because I brought you to the city center!"

"I'm just kidding, Bruce." Xiunuo also laughed: "But, reselling these things at high prices is actually the most legal thing they do?"

"Yes. That's right, compared to the robbers." Bruce seemed to have thought of something and added, "But don't get me wrong, Xiu. I'm not saying that all black people are robbers and thieves, and I'm not discriminating against people of color. I just want to say that there are bad people among everyone, right?"

"I understand Bruce, no need to explain this to me."

Bruce shook his head: "I think I need to explain to you, I saw how you scared those policemen away."

"That was just a means of self-defense. I would never use such means against my good neighbor." Xiunuo said, looking at the three boxes of medicine: "But Bruce, six hundred dollars, you just want to lose weight? Your figure doesn't need it, right?"

Yes, Bruce is a classic image of an elitist white man.

Bruce smiled awkwardly when he heard the question: "We still need some more."

Xiu Nuo seemed to have thought of something and said, "Do you really think that the digestive tablets can delay ejaculation? Hasn't someone already said that this thing doesn't have an immediate effect? ​​There are actually effective medicines out there."

Bruce coughed and said, "You don't understand, Xiu. I've never seen a woman in your house! So you don't understand! Taking medicine temporarily and relying on yourself are two different things! It's precisely because it doesn't have an immediate effect that we need it!"

Xiu Nuo suddenly realized: "So you only bought three boxes?"

Bruce said seriously: "This is dignity!"

Xiunuo opened his mouth. He really didn't expect that a weight loss product would be elevated to such a high level because of the other special effects brought about by the negligible amount of spiritual energy!

Seeing Bruce's expression, Xiu Nuo sighed, "Okay, Bruce, I'm impressed by you. Oh, I forgot to tell you that I know the company that makes this digestive tablet. Maybe I can make back your $600. I mean, I can sell it to that black man."

Bruce was stunned: "Are you serious, Xiu?"

"Obviously, there's no need for me to lie to you."

The moment he finished saying this, Xiunuo saw that Bruce was looking at him with admiration in his eyes.

"You are really my best neighbor Xiu! No! You are my lucky god!"

Fuck! Where is your previous arrogance? Are you going to give up just for this little thing?
You white man are too unprincipled!
(End of this chapter)