Chapter 14: Special Treatment for Gang Leaders

At this moment, the disabled beggar lying on the simple scooter is a little confused, he wants money, yes, but what does it mean to give the whole bag? What does it mean to have a set in the bag?

"Beauty, okay, give some money. The disabled beggar wondered for a long time, but finally decided to use the official language of the beggar gang to start begging. Naturally, I didn't take the bag, but the main reason was that I couldn't reach it.

Okay?!This tone doesn't look like a robbery?!

Hearing this, Mo Ran was also stunned, and turned back in a daze. Huh? There's no one behind him.

Looking down at his ankle, he was shocked to see a beggar with only his upper body crouched on an improvised scooter, trying to look up at him.

Beggars? Why are there beggars begging on the road in the middle of the night? Or is it only half a body, is this sure that it is not pretending to be a ghost and scary?

"Beauty, okay, give some money. The disabled beggar snorted again, letting go of Mo Ran's ankle at the same time.

"Give it, give it!" Mo Ran hurriedly took out a handful of money from her bag, threw it into the bowl of the disabled beggar, and hurriedly ran away with her high heels.

Compared with a robber in the back who really robbed himself, it was obviously much more terrifying for a half-cut beggar to ask for money in the middle of the night.

Looking at the three big red grandfathers in his bowl, as well as several pieces of change, the disabled beggar couldn't slow down for a long time: Is this the lower realm of the God of Wealth today? I just received a reward from the new gang leader, and on the way back, I met such a big patron and the rhythm of making a fortune!

Besides, Mo Ran, after encountering a beggar begging in the middle of the night, she was very frightened, and she didn't have the heart to continue looking for it, so she took a car back to her residence and nested in the quilt.

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This night, for Song Qian, was comfortable and dreamless. It wasn't until the warm sunlight shone through the frosted glass and a smell of fried soy milk poured into his nose that he turned over, opened his eyes slightly, and couldn't remember where he was for a while.

In addition to the sunshine and breakfast, there was some noise outside.

"Get out of the way, the machine is broken, you can't withdraw money!"

"Who are you, blocking the door?"

"You don't care who I am, if you don't leave, you will eat my fist!"

"yes, I'm afraid of you...... Where's the security at this bank?!"

……

"Hmm......" Song Qian snorted.

"Helper, are you awake?" An excited voice sounded in Song Qian's ears, and then, in front of Song Qian's eyes, there really appeared what he had just smelled - soy milk fritters!

Song Qianhuo sat up and looked around with wide eyes: milky white granite floor tiles, brown upholstered walls, frosted translucent doors and windows, four ATMs in a row, and a water dispenser.

That's right, this is Huatai Bank's 24-hour self-service banking.

So what's the deal with soy milk fritters?

"Helper, please have breakfast!" was the respectful voice again.

"Leper three?"

Song Qian looked at it a few times before confirming that the person who was waiting by his side, caring about getting up, and preparing breakfast for him was none other than the Minister of Finance of the Beggar Gang. It's just that he didn't wear the dirty clothes he wore last night, clean and tidy, and even his hair was taken care of, so he didn't recognize it for a while.

Looking around again, I found that it was very strange: it was already three poles in the morning, and in this self-service bank located in a busy section, there was no one else except myself and the leper three!

"What's the matter?" asked Song Qian, who got up from the ground, grabbed the fritters on the plate that the leper was holding on the third end of the head, and took two bites.

"We have an obligation to ensure that you are well rested and not disturbed by outsiders. So the original gang leader arranged for me and Scarface to wait. What do you need to do as you ask. The leper replied earnestly.

Seeing the helper get up, Scarface pushed the door in, he was the same as the leper three, and he was also wearing ordinary clothes at this time, although they were all stalls, but they were also clean.

"You two ...... today"

"From now on, both of us will listen to your helper, and you will tell us to go east, and we will not go west. Leper Three and Scarface replied in unison.

"I have hands and feet, and I don't need anyone to serve me. Song Qian finally understood, it turned out that the beggar gang leader still had this treatment, but he shouldn't need it, he still had to complete the task of "Charity Heart" today, and he had to find a place to live, so he was busy.

"Helper, I can do everything, I can do laundry, cook and run errands, and I can also help you manage money!"

"Helper, I can do anything, I can brag and fight, and I can help you spend money!" Scarface said busily.

"What did you say?" Song Qian was suddenly stunned and looked at Scarface. The most important thing he needs to do at the moment is to spend money, oh no, to be exact, to spread money!

"I'm ......," Scarface was speechless for a moment, "I'm strong enough to protect you, the helper." ”

"No, what else did you say you could help me?"

Knowing that the words he said were like spilled water, Scarface could only repeat at the moment: "That...... I can still help you spend...... Spend ...... money"

"Good!" Song Qian slapped Scarface's thick shoulder, startling him a lot.

What does it mean to be good? The helper really likes to have someone to help him spend money? hahahaha......

Seeing Scarface's words, he won the trust and love of the gang leader, and he was in a hurry, the gang leader liked someone to help him spend money, so he definitely didn't like him to manage money carefully.

"The gang leader...... I...... I'll ...... too."

It shouldn't be difficult to spend money.

"You don't have to spend money!" Song Qian's other hand also slapped the shoulder of the leper head three heavily, and the five words almost scared him into tears, "You can take care of the money for me!"

"Phew-" The leper san let out a sigh, "Helper, you're scared to death of your subordinates!"

"Let's go, let's spend money!" Song Qian waved his hand, and his mood was suddenly refreshed: one helps manage the money, the other helps spend money, the card has 100,000 yuan a day, what other tasks do you have?

Just as he was about to walk out of the self-service bank, Song Qian suddenly thought of one more thing, so he took out a pen and paper and wrote an account number.

"Leper head three. ”

"In!"

"Transfer 5,000 yuan to this account and leave a message 'dear brother'. ”

At the same time, Song Qian transferred 5,000 yuan to the WeChat of Leper Tou 3.

"Yes, helper!" the leper head stood upright, and glimpsed that the balance on the card was five thousand or eight, obviously, this eight hundred was the labor fee for the transfer.

Tuxingsun said that serving the helper is a beautiful difference, and it is indeed a beautiful difference!

Watching the leper head and three farts running to an ATM machine to transfer money, Song Qian was actually a little nervous. This account is my little sister's, the so-called policy has countermeasures, I can't grab the red envelopes I send, I don't know if I can circumvent this "scattered wealth quota can not be scattered to loved ones" through the hands of others.

Time passed minute by minute, and the leper head three was still crackling and operating.

"Squeak-" The ATM machine made the sound of a ticket being punched.

"Helper, the transfer is complete, please accept!" The leper head three handed the colorful transfer slip with the logo of Huatai Bank to Song Qian, and said respectfully.

Looking at the receipt of the successful transfer, he tried the little sister account dozens of times yesterday, and finally received his 5,000 yuan transfer, Song Qian was so excited that he wanted to cry: Sure enough, it was successful! I, Song Qian, finally made a fortune!

"Let's go, it's up to you next!" Song Qian looked at Scarface again, this guy said that he would spend money, he always had to say one, two, three, four, five, he was so rich that he was stupid enough to give people a few gifts and transfers every day, what is the difference between living like this and salted fish?