Chapter 19: Punching You with Money
Tongcheng, a food street in the northwest corner.
Shisu drove here, looking for the good brother who had funded him with five hundred yuan when he was at his worst.
He is not an ungrateful person, when you are at your most depressed, he can still treat you as a brother, and the person who funds you for free is a good friend for life, a real brother.
Be brothers, in the heart.
Now that I have money, of course I have to help my good brother.
Xun Fugui, don't forget!
"Ding Dong! The Sword Venerable Wealth Cultivation System is about to send you a set of real estate data reward packages!"
"Ding Dong! Real estate data rewards automatic scanning into the brain!"
Hearing this, Zi Su was a little speechless, this system is really a bit of a pit, and there is such a long delay in giving rewards.
Forget it, delay it, just send it out.
"Sorry host, there are some delays in this system sometimes, please don't mind. Little Red's faint voice rang out.
Shisu almost vomited blood when he heard this, Mom, this system is really a bit of a pit.
This attitude is too unrigorous, isn't it? Just a relaxed sentence with some delay to send yourself away, do you really think you are stupid?
Forget it, let's hurry up and complete the task of spending 1 billion yuan as soon as possible in this month.
Now it's all about being ready and just owing a partner who doesn't have the brains to help spend the money.
Fortunately, Xiao Guizi is such a person who can help himself.
Thinking of this, Shisu hurriedly parked the car and came to the front of a shop with Youth Barbecue written on the door.
Pushing open the door, Shiso came to the inside of the youth barbecue restaurant.
It's not yet the barbecue time in the evening, and the restaurant is very deserted, with tables, chairs and benches placed randomly everywhere, and various barbecue ingredients are also placed on the ground at will.
A few headless flies buzzed and flew around, wantonly on all kinds of ingredients, greedily sucking the fragrance.
Shisu looked at the various messy scenes in front of him, and almost threw up all the overnight meal.
Where is this barbecue restaurant, it is clearly a garbage disposal base with a barbecue restaurant sign.
Fortunately, I don't like to eat barbecue, otherwise my stomach will suffer.
"Little Guizi, where are you? Get out of here!"
Zi Su couldn't help but scold, this guy doesn't work in the store in broad daylight, it's too unusual.
"Who's coming early in the morning to call the soul?"
Inside the bar, an impatient voice came from the bar.
Following the sound, a fat man appeared in the bar, he was covered in bulging fat, and the fat was forcibly restrained by his clothes, and he couldn't wait to break through the shackles. His nostrils were large, probably because he was too fat, and he was breathing very rapidly.
A small wooden stool under the buttocks was crushed to the point that it was in danger of being shattered at any moment.
"Isn't this perilla? Why, the takeaway is not delivered? You are coming to me to wash the dishes for me again?" The fat man stood up with a smile: "You broke a few of my bowls before, and you haven't lost any money yet, counting the interest, it's a total of 80,000 yuan!"
Shisu glanced at the fat man in front of him, and gritted his teeth with hatred in his heart.
This dead fat man is a living vampire, sucking people's blood and bones, and he doesn't blink at all!
God, how can you make this kind of garbage live so chicly? Today, it's time to avenge the ruthless oppression you have been in the past!
I used to work as a dishwasher here, and when I accidentally broke a few bowls, I was beaten up by this fat man in various ways, and today, let myself humiliate him.
"Dead fat man! Lao Tzu told you today! I bought this store! From now on, I will be your boss, and you will be responsible for washing and taking out the garbage for me, and I will let you wash 10,000 bowls a day, dump 50,000 tons of garbage, and exhaust you dead fat pig!"
"Also, I'm going to take the little noble son from here today!"
"What nonsense are you talking about in broad daylight?!Do you dare to scold me?!I tell you, you can't call me a dead fat pig!" The fat man was a little angry, he was a little fat, but he couldn't say it!
It's really funny, a poor man actually came over in broad daylight, opened his mouth and closed his mouth to buy his own store, and took away his own employees!
Haha, what a big joke!
"You can make a price, dead fat man!" Zi Su smiled and looked at the fat man in front of him who was a little angry.
"I said Shisu, we weren't thin on you before, why are you talking nonsense in broad daylight?" The fat man thought for a while, and took out a few shiny banknotes from his pocket: "If you are sick to see a doctor, I will sponsor you with some money, and you will go to the hospital, do a CT, and have a good examination of your head." ”
Zi Su gently pushed away the fat man's fat hand: "Originally, I was going to tell you in a low-key and humble capacity, but now I think there is no need for this." ”
"I am worth 100 billion now! From today onwards, your store belongs to me, and the little noble son of the employee also belongs to me, is one million enough?"
The fat man looked at the shiso in front of him and didn't speak for a while.
Hahahaha, this little guy really has a bad brain!
100 billion worth of 100 billion? Do you think you are the richest man in Tongcheng?!
"One million is not enough, then two million!"
The fat man still didn't speak, and looked at Shisu with the kind of eyes that he looked at an idiot, and then couldn't help it, and laughed.
"Hahaha!
This guy, this neurotic is not a little bit, the key is that you have money? I think you are crazy about money.
Poor devil, don't look at your own virtues!
Zi Su looked at the fat man in front of him, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and dialed a string of numbers.
"Hey, is it Huaguo Bank?! Send me two million in cash! Now! Right now! I'm at the Youth Barbecue Restaurant in Tongcheng Northwest Food Street!"
Since you look down on me, then I will use the facts to slap your fat face hard.
Money can make ghosts grind, and money can also smash out a person's true face.
Zi Su found a stool and sat down, and cocked Erlang's legs: "Dead fatty, I will ask you to taste it in a while, the taste of being stoned to death by money!"
"Yes, I want to enjoy it, but unfortunately I didn't have the opportunity to do it before. The fat man also sat down, but he wanted to take a look, and if you couldn't get the money for a while, how would it end.
Bragging doesn't play drafts, you're really the first.
If you're really bragging, see if I don't have to choke you to death with barbecue ingredients today.
About half an hour later, an escort truck drove to the door of the Youth Barbecue Restaurant.
Two real guns and loaded with bullets, and the heavily armed escort walked in with several bulging bags, walked straight to Zisu, and bowed: "Young Master Zisu, hello, this is the two million cash you wanted, please check." ”
"Put the money here, thank you. Shisu smiled and motioned for them to put down a few bulging sacks: "Okay, let's go, thank you." ”
"Okay, Young Master Shisu. The two escorts turned around and returned to the car, and the car disappeared in a puff of smoke.
The fat man saw this bulging sack and spat at it.
This guy didn't get sick, he really said that he would take the money if he took it!
I rub, what the hell is wrong with this world?!
When did he become so rich?
Also, why are the people in the bank so respectful to him?
Could it be that he is really the son of a wealthy man in Tongcheng?
A series of questions quickly occupied the fat man's brain, and for a while he really felt that something was wrong.
Forget it, let's see if the money is real first, just don't be deceived by this stupid boy.
The fat man was cautious, trying to hold his breath, and tremblingly untied the sacks with his fat hands, which were densely packed with bundles of cash, and the fat body began to tremble.
Could it be a sweet dream? The fat man couldn't help but bite the fat on the back of his hand, and the pain that pierced his heart stimulated his brain, Mom, this is not a dream, this is a fact!
The fat man randomly took out a few red and bright bills from the sack, put his nose and smelled them, and a faint smell of ink came to his nose.
The taste of this money is really fragrant!
"I said fatty, all this money was just sent by the bank, if it's fake, do you believe what I said now?" Shisu continued to smile and looked at the messy fat man in front of him.
"Shiso...... I really don't know Tarzan with eyes...... Please raise your noble hand......"
"Hehe, didn't you still call me a poor ghost just now?!" Shisu's face suddenly turned cold, and he slowly approached the trembling fat man and patted him lightly on the shoulder.
"People are doing, the sky is watching, fat man, you must be respectful to people, don't be so snobbish. Shiso said slowly.
"Yes...... Be...... Perilla...... I'm sorry......" The fat man was slapped by Shiso like this, plopped, knelt directly on the ground, and kowtowed wildly, my good boy, this guy really made a fortune. I just carefully checked all the money, all of them are brand new, and they are all anti-counterfeiting watermarks, and they are definitely genuine banknotes, not prop banknotes bought.
"Alright, alright, get up. Zi Su picked up the fat man who was still kowtowing on the ground, stretched out his hand, and patted the dust on his pants for him: "Okay, as long as you are good in the future, you can follow me, and in the future, you have to change your snobbish stinky problem." ”
"That's a must, I won't dare in the future," the fat man pushed all the money to Zisu: "In that case, I can't ask for your money." ”
"Well, even if I buy the funds of your store and employees, I can't take advantage of you," Zi Su smiled and patted the fat man's shoulder and said, "Okay, okay, the little noble son will be your partner in the future, by the way, in broad daylight, why don't you see the little noble son?"
"Xiao Guizi just went out to buy ingredients, and it's almost time to come back. The fat man looked at the clock on the wall and said to himself, "It's been so long, and I haven't come back yet, so I shouldn't be." ”
"Forget it, I'll call him. How much does he call?" Shisu said impatiently.
The fat man hurriedly handed his mobile phone to Shiso, who was not polite, took it over, and dialed a string of familiar numbers.
"Hey, little nobleman, I'm Shisu, I'm in the shop where you work, where are you?"