Chapter 119 - Wrecking Havoc (3)

The crackling sound of the firecracker made the atmosphere even livelier than before. Everybody on the street came over to watch. Shu Yan, standing on top of a stool, with a megaphone in hand, announced, “Many had doubted whether our raffle was real and that there wasn’t really a special prize. And now, someone has finally won the special prize. Let’s congratulate this gentleman for winning the special prize -- the television.”

Everybody clapped with Shu Yan.

When the clapping stopped, Shu Yan carried on, “Honesty is very important when you run a business. I had promised a television and I meant it. And this gentleman here is extremely lucky. He bought a shirt here for his wife for her birthday and won the second prize – an electric fan. He came back with his wife today and bought more clothes and won the television today. Sir, are you Heaven’s own son?”

Bystander #1:“Yeah, how could one be so lucky!”

Bystander #2: “This boss lady is kind of funny. But with that luck, it certainly sounds like he is Heaven's own son.”

The man, with the winning ticket still in his hand, paused from Shu Yan’s speech. Then he cracked a smile, scratched his head, and said, “I’m just lucky. Lucky.”

The woman next to him, her clothes in her hand, was so happy that her eyes were red. She grabbed her husband’s arm and shook it back and forth. “Television. We won the television.”

Seeing them like that, everybody else could just be envious of them. Buying a shirt yesterday and winning the electric fan; buying another one today and winning the television. That was doubtless some luck.

Before handing them the gift, Shu Yan had the man and his wife say a few words at the front of the shop. The two rambled on a bit about how appreciative they were and left happily with the television.

“Even though the television was gone, we still have plenty of first, second, and third prizes. Don’t feel discouraged. The less balloons there were, the higher the