Ferris Bueller Tariff Quote の小説・ストーリー

'Tara left Zack in the living room, she stepped out of the house and make a phone called, "hello baby girl" Bibi responded, "how far?" 'Tara asked, "the job is done" Bibi replied, "how did it goes?" 'Tara asked, "Thirty million" Bibi replied, and the money is in the big boss's bank account," Bibi says, "what about the land documents?" 'Tara asked, "the job is in progress" Bibi replied,

After finding her phone under her pillow, she picked it up. "30 million divided by 180 days and then by four rides a day comes to about 40,000 per ride. I'm transferring 40 grand to you right now." As Zara tapped on her phone to enter the amount, Yosef grabbed her wrist just as she was about to press the final digit of her PIN code! Zara gulped and looked up. "Aren't you here to collect your fare, Mr. Webb?" "Didn't you realize I was joking?" Yosef held her gaze.

Mia forced a smile, replying,"A helicopter's more efficient." "It must be expensive then. A single ride will cost an arm and a leg, I bet." Timothy answered nonchalantly, "Paying 10,000 dollars for a single ride is alright." "10,000 dollars!" Janice squealed, her voice going up an octave. The look in her eyes changed slightly when she set eyes on Timothy again. She didn't expect him to be this wealthy. Meanwhile, Felix was unfazed. After all, he knew Timothy was the CEO of Barrett Group, and he didn't seem to be bothered by the fare of a single helicopter ride at all.

"Can you take me to Dharavi?" Zoya asked approaching. "Of course!" replied the taxi driver with a big smile. He was a young man with the age of about 29 years. "Use the meter or not?" "What is the difference?" "If don't use a meter, it's about 200 rupees." "With the meter?" "It's a bit expensive, it could be more than 200 rupees," said the taxi driver. He seemed to have memorized the tariff by heart.

It frustrated and infuriated Zayn to no end. The lawyer got up and dusted himself off before starting negotiations with Javier again. “Mr. Kersey, 12.6 million dollars is truly a little too much. Is it possible to go lower?” “Sure!” Javier agreed generously. “12.599 million dollars then. You can take the one thousand dollars as a tip.” It was not just Zayn who was infuriated now. The lawyer felt a fire growing within him as well. How could he say that? It was simply upsetting. Javier had offered just a one-thousand-dollar discount—and in the name of tipping.

Only carried them, no nickles or dimes. He figured the price of the Pepsi and Twinkies would be two dollars and thirty cents. The Pepsi $1.75 plus the deposit tax, and the Twinkies fifty cents. Unconsciously he counted out ten quarters. He laid them on the counter as the kid—whose badge read RUSS GIVENS—droned, “That’ll be four bucks.” Bobby scowled. “Four bucks? Aren’t the Pepsis still on sale?” Russ Givens shook his head and shrugged, as if commiserating with Bobby’s plight. Yes, indeed, it was a crime Pepsis were no longer on sale. “Manager took ‘em off sale this morning. Sorry.”

"Then it has to be the real deal! It can't have been fake if Miss Charmaine handed it to you!" The old lady looked at Severin and smiled with satisfaction. "You've done an excellent job, Severin!" Severin smiled and said, "By the way, Mister Gideon has mentioned that they can give us a thirty percent discount on the registration fee for this second quota, so there's really nothing for you to worry too much about!" "Thirty percent off?!" The old lady's eyes widened even more after she heard that and was dumbstruck by what she heard.

"No, the last offer is 80 dollars. If you want to get in then you will have to give me 80 dollars . Or else make your way." "Fine I will give you 80 dollars . "