"Strictly speaking, the money doesn't belong to you yet. "Maybe it's because I saw the money, and the system said a lot.

"I thank you for the reminder!" Zhou Xing rolled his eyes, picked up a bundle of money full of mud, and walked towards the hot pot restaurant.

Transporting the money to the store, he removed all the marks on the appearance of the Yangtze River Ba Shang's wealth, and then put on a large black satchel.

After such a makeover, from the outside, I definitely didn't know that there was a big bundle of money inside the satchel.

Zhou Xing's Mercedes Benz was parked right in front of the store. Just carry these big satchels to the Mercedes and transport them to the bank tomorrow morning to be considered a victory.

This work is purely physical, and it is not easy to do. The money weighs about a ton, and it is first necessary to carry them out of the narrow mud hole, then pack them one by one, and then carry them to the car.

Just this one round trip, at least a few tens of meters away. Carrying a 100-pound money bag, walking back and forth two or three times, Zhou Xing's hands and feet became weak.

He opened the refrigerator of the hot pot restaurant, took out two bottles of Red Bull, and drank it to regain some strength.

finally packed all the money, and Zhou Xing transported them to the Mercedes-Benz outside. If the trunk can't be stuffed, it will be stuffed into the back seat, and Zhou Xing's car glass is dark brown, and he can't see anything when he looks inside from the outside. He also doesn't worry about someone stealing.

Moving all the money in the treasury to the car, Zhou Xing felt that his whole body was about to fall apart. He couldn't bear the fatigue of his body, so he lay on the small bed used in the glasses and went to sleep unconsciously.

"Seventh brother, Liu Bo and the three are gone, and there is only that Mr. Zhou left in the store. He took out several large bags from the store and put them on the car. Do you want me to go and drive away?"

A pony boy who is responsible for monitoring Zhou Xing witnesses the whole process of Zhou Xing as a porter. He took out his mobile phone and asked Seventh Brother for instructions.

"Don't act rashly, keep staring and see what he's going to do. Seventh Brother thought for a while and commanded.

"Okay, Seventh Brother!"

...

At this time, Zhou Xing was sleeping soundly, and he didn't realize that the money he had worked so hard to steal was almost taken away by others.

"Get up, get up!" The system's voice sounded like a broken gong, sounding in Zhou Xing's mind, stimulating him to the core.

He got up in one go, took out his mobile phone and looked at it, and immediately scolded, "Your sister, it's only five o'clock in the morning, can you let people sleep well?"

"It's only five o'clock in the morning, the banks are almost open, and you haven't filled your hole yet?"

As soon as the system reminded him, Zhou Xing broke out in a cold sweat. The hole has not been repaired, and the scene has not been disguised, in case the Yangtze River Pakistan Merchant Wealth Bank finds out in advance, Zhou Xing's real money for real gold plan will be finished.

"Thank you! You're very good!" Zhou Xing rarely praised the system.

The system suddenly cocked its tail to the sky, "I said that I am the best assistant! ”

Zhou Xing almost spurted out a mouthful of blood, "Doghouse, get out!" The slightest affection for it was lost just now.

Yes, keep moving the bricks! It's easy to move from the top down, and it's hard to move from the bottom to the top.

What's more, there is a motivation bonus to move money, and there is no such thing as moving bricks. Zhou Xing gritted his teeth and finally moved all the paper sheets within two hours. He stacked the paper in a sturdy shape again, and it looked the same as before.

Finally, the hole was covered with a special cement cover, and the work was basically done. As for how long it can be covered, Zhou Xing is not easy to predict. One can only hope that the people at the bank find out later, the better.

didn't care about washing the mud on his body, Zhou Xing stepped directly into the Mercedes-Benz car.

Opening the car door and seeing that the things in the back seat and trunk of the car were still there, Zhou Xing started the car and went straight to the Yangtze River Wealth Bank.

I have to say that the Mercedes-Benz car is really awesome, the car itself weighs 1.7 tons, and then pulls a ton of money, the total weight is nearly three tons, and the car can still be driven. Aside from the desperate roar of the engine, nothing else was out of the ordinary.

Halfway through, Zhou Xing called Yu Xiaohui and made an appointment to meet at the bank in half an hour. When Brother Qi's pony saw him get into the car, he immediately hailed a car and followed. While driving, Zhou Xing was thinking about the next plan of action, and he didn't notice the tail behind him.

The car drove directly to the underground garage of the Yangtze River Wealth Bank, and the security guards did not stop it and let it go directly.

Zhou Xing called President Liu and instructed their people to come down and hand over. In less than a moment, more than a dozen bank staff and security guards arrived at the underground garage. They are all well-trained to open the bag, to be vigilant.

Zhou Xing's satchel was transported to the bank's VIP room, and the staff began to count it. Ten banknote counters were dispatched together, and the red and bright 100-yuan bills flew in front of everyone's eyes like flowing water.

With more than 30 million in cash, even if President Liu and others deal with money all day long and have seen the world, they can't help but be dumbfounded.

They never expected that Zhou Xing would trade with them in this way. According to the central bank's regulations, such large cash transactions must be reported to prevent money laundering. But when it really comes to this point, which bank will talk too much?

"Mr. Zhou, why is there so much soil on your money bag?" Governor Liu asked suspiciously. Not only on the money bag, Zhou Xing's body is also full of mud, this guy can't dig up the bank's treasury, right?

"It's not normal to have soil. The money had just been dug up from our cellar, and it still smelled of earth. ”

Zhou Xing picked up a wad of money and handed it to President Liu for him to sniff. The other party took a step back, obviously unable to appreciate Zhou Xing's bad taste.

"Our old man used to open coal mines in the northwest, and he was relatively conservative, and he didn't trust you bank capitalists, so he liked to hide his money underground. No problem, right?"

Zhou Xing replied coaxingly. He had already prepared this set of rhetoric, and President Liu couldn't ask anything at all.

"No problem, no problem!" Governor Liu smiled awkwardly and stopped talking. He shifted his gaze to Zhou Xing's money and supervised the staff to count the money.

Zhou Xing's money is not marked. Recently, I haven't heard the news about which bank has been stolen, and President Liu has no evidence and does not dare to guess. If Zhou Xing's family really opened a coal mine, this amount of money would not be much.

Which coal boss is not worth hundreds of millions of dollars? And most of them are old hats who like to dig cellars and hide money. President Liu has also dealt with the coal boss a lot, and Zhou Xing's remarks are very similar.

"Governor Liu, is my gold ready?" Zhou Xing asked.

"Don't worry, it's all ready!" President Liu replied, and Yu Xiaohui walked in accompanied by the staff.

"Liu Bo, are they here?" Zhou Xing asked Yu Xiaohui in a low voice. Yu Xiaohui nodded, "They are at the door of the bank, waiting for your news." ”

Hearing this, Zhou Xing instructed, "Secretary Yu, you accompany President Liu's people to count the gold." Yu Xiaohui agreed.

Governor Liu beckoned, and General Manager Zhao walked over. He whispered a few words to General Manager Zhao, and General Manager Zhao smiled and asked Yu Xiaohui to go with him.

Zhou Xing was originally a poor dick, and he was relatively unfamiliar with gold, so he simply asked Yu Xiaohui to help him palm his eyes. He stood here, watching the bankers count the money and prevent them from doing anything.