Gao Yulan's double standard made Chen Feng feel disgusted, and he didn't have the slightest good feeling in his heart.

A woman like this kind of material worship of money, whether it is now or in the future, will not be a good thing, Chen Feng didn't bother to continue to pay attention, and got up and went down from the second floor to the garage.

Wangjiang No. 1 Villa, the private garage provided, the area is extremely spacious, enough to accommodate ten cars at the same time, even if it is just a garage, the decoration is extremely luxurious, every tile is the best material.

And at this moment, in the middle of the garage, there is a brand-new Rolls-Royce Phantom, an extended version!

The graceful and luxurious front of the car, coupled with the elegant goddess of victory, is bound to be the focus of the most eye-catching no matter which road you are driving on.

Chen Feng approached the past, as if he was a treasure of his heart, carefully opened the car door, sat in the wide back seat, and experienced the interior atmosphere created by top craftsmanship, and the whole person was suddenly happy and comfortable from the inside out.

The tattered old man from before was right.

The joy of picking up rags is unimaginable!

"But such a luxury car, really let me drive to pick up the rags, it's really too wasteful, and even a bit of a ruin. Chen Feng touched the top leather of the interior, for fear of getting dirty.

Although in a short period of time, he has undergone earth-shaking changes, and the equity of the villa and mansion is all in his name, but Chen Feng has been from a poor family since he was a child, and he has always been a work-studyer, even if he has capital in his hand now, he is not willing to spend big.

"By the way, the money of the check has not been withdrawn and transferred to the bank card, otherwise the check will be in trouble when it expires. Chen Feng patted his forehead, and then he remembered.

The next day.

East Gate of Huada Business District, Business Hall of China Construction Bank.

Chen Feng rode a broken bicycle all the way from the villa, and when he arrived at the door of the bank, he had already loaded half a bag of waste.

When Chen Feng came in from the door with a snakeskin bag on his back and a strange smell, many customers who were queuing up in the bank cast strange glances and undisguised disgust.

"What's going on?"

"How can a scrap picker come in casually?"

"It's stinky, and you don't want people to handle business properly?"

A young woman dressed as a manager saw this formation and hurriedly ran to Chen Feng.

"This gentleman, I am Zhang Hong, the sales manager here, please put this garbage at the door first, and then come in to handle the business, otherwise our bank may not be able to accept it." Zhang Hong smiled stiffly.

"This can't be done, if someone steals it, what should I do?" Chen Feng shook his head without hesitation and refused.

"Sir, this is a bank, it's a regular place! Besides, who would be so boring to steal these scraps?" Zhang Hong was a little impatient, thinking about where the homeless man came from, really thinking that the bank was a place where anyone could come in casually?

"Could it be that when I come to the bank to do business, I still have to wear a suit and tie?" Chen Feng clutched the snakeskin bag, this thing must not leave his sight, if he accidentally loses it, it will be a big loss.

Even when he went to bed last night, Chen Feng locked the snakeskin bag in the safe!

"Okay, then what business do you want to handle? If it is an ordinary business, please get your ticket and queue up, but I hope you will not affect the other customers of the bank, it is better to stand outside the door and wait until it is your turn to come in." Zhang Hong's face eased.

"Cheque cashing, is it an ordinary business?" Chen Feng slowly took out the cheque from his pocket and gestured in his hand.

When he saw the check worth 500,000 yuan, Zhang Hong was suddenly shocked and said in surprise: "500,000 yuan?

"I said I earned it, do you believe it?" Chen Feng shrugged leisurely.

"Picking up rags, can you make 500,000 yuan?" the corners of Zhang Hong's mouth twitched.

"Is it difficult?" Chen Feng smiled.

Half an hour later.

The cheque was successfully cashed and transferred to the bank card account.

Under Zhang Hong's 180-degree change, Chen Feng was sent out of the door respectfully.

Before leaving, Zhang Hong also went against the norm, stuffed a business card into Chen Feng's pocket, squeezed his eyebrows, and secretly sent Qiu Bo, saying that he had business needs and could contact him at any time, and he would be on call 24 hours a day.

This move made a bunch of customers of the bank stunned.

"Isn't it just a check for half a million and, as for it?"

"Yes, yes, I'm still going to transfer two million, why don't you see her attitude towards me?"

"Crazy, this is, so flattering to a guy who picks up rags!"

As everyone knows, when Zhang Hong was cashing the check for Chen Feng just now, he found through the account information that Chen Feng's bank card was actually directly linked to Huada Business District, and it was shown from various agreement materials that he was the number one shareholder in Huada Business District!

This frightened Zhang Hong at that time, it turned out that the recent equity change in Huada Business District was related to this young man who picked up rags.

Of course, this belongs to the customer's privacy, Zhang Hong can't say it in public, but after Chen Feng rode a bicycle and left his sight, Zhang Hong couldn't help but sigh, the current rich people are really strange, obviously rich to death, but they have to experience life, which is really incomprehensible.

...

Chen Feng left the bank all the way, rode in from the east gate of the Huada business district.

As far as the eye can see, the entire Huada business district is full of people, countless business shops, covering a large number of service industries, which can be described as extremely prosperous, and every inch of land is valuable.

Early in the morning, before Chen Feng had breakfast, he came to the door of a top Western restaurant in the business district.

As soon as I put my bicycle away, I was about to go in and enjoy a Western-style breakfast, but I saw a familiar face standing at the door of the restaurant.

"Huang Tao?"

Huang Tao is Chen Feng's high school classmate and one of the few friends, but since graduating from high school, they have hardly seen each other, and the previous relationship between the two is very iron!

"Chen Feng, why are you here?" Huang Tao turned sideways, looking particularly surprised.

"Didn't I tell you before, I'm going to be admitted to Modu University, and I've been admitted!" Chen Feng greeted him with a smile, and when he stepped forward, he reached out and gave Huang Tao a hug from an iron friend.

However, Huang Tao saw at a glance that Chen Feng was riding a broken bicycle, and he was still holding a snakeskin bag containing waste in his hand, his expression suddenly changed, and he directly blocked the refusal, and asked: "Chen Feng, what's the matter with you? I'm afraid you're not bragging to me, if you are admitted to the Demon Capital University, how can you pick up the rags?

Hearing this, Chen Feng subconsciously froze in place.

Unexpectedly, I hadn't seen him for a while, and Huang Tao could make such a disgusted expression towards him.

Then.