Novel & Cerita 100 Rupiah Jaman Dulu

After thinking for a while, she said casually, "Let's get 20 million!" She didn't have an accurate concept of money in the past. She often followed Lin Momo and heard the amount of money from her mouth, so she said 20 million. Fortunately, this was Nihon. The biggest par value was 10,000. If it were Huaxia currency, it would be scary. She couldn't take the money away at all. After paying 20 million in cash, the cashier kindly put the money in a bag for her. The little fellow took the money and walked out of the bank and went to the restaurant next to her.

He started asking. "This one, sir," I said, showing my old cellphone. "Huh, are you a creature of the past? What are you talking about. This cellphone isn't even that old anymore, but... it's rarely used and might be called an antique. Well maybe. oh forget it." "Can you give me the price for my cellphone?" "Okay, only one hundred thousand rupiah, if you don't want it, fine," he said lightly. Ah, if only he knew I really needed the money right now.

The girl couldn't help but smile wryly at the series of numbers that made up the fantastic nominal. An extraordinary number where he himself did not have that kind of money, one hundred thousand dollars (about one billion four hundred million rupiah). Of all the claims he had recorded, Mr Oswaldo, of course, put forward the highest, fifty thousand dollars. An exaggerating figure for a modest shophouse on the outskirts of the city, where even the building is still very sturdy only the damage is shared deeply.

Sean had just lost all of his money. Even though most of them had grown up surrounded by wealth, they still considered two hundred billion rupiah an enormous sum.

Jhon replied, repeating what Kiara had told him. “Ten to twenty million?” Hermawan nodded. “Not ten to twenty million, Uncle. Ten thousand to twenty thousand rupiah,” Jhon clarified. “What? Twenty thousand?” Mawar immediately lost her temper. “Does Kiara think you’re poor and unable to give her a proper mahr?” “Jhon, do you have a brain or not?” Hermawan said somewhat harshly. Jhon’s answer had genuinely raised his temper. “If I didn’t have a brain, I wouldn’t have been able to become a pediatrician at such a young age. I’m also a lecturer and a university coordinator,” Jhon retorted, his face filled with irritation.