Chapter 40 Remittances

It's like poking a hornet's nest, whoa, the residents who live in the paradise village, those who brush their teeth, doze off, and watch TV in the house, one counts as one, and all of them run out, shouting "Where is it" and "I know that Xiao Li has a lot of women" and the like, while surrounding to watch the show. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Li Shanhe vomited blood angrily, the image of a dedicated and good young man that I have established over the years was half destroyed by this sentence! He staggered back, crouched down and yelled at Maiko:

"What nonsense! Tell me clearly! Isn't it that you partner with Hanako and think that it is not enough to pit me in the company, so you run to my residence and continue to pit me! ā€

Wuzi sat on the ground, hugged Li Shanhe's legs, and his two eyes burst out with a resolute light: "Teacher, please listen to me!" Other people's comics are so boring! As soon as I saw your cartoon, I thought: this is this person! My dream is to make classic comics that will last for generations, and this is only possible with people like you, Sensei! ā€

Li Shanhe vomited blood angrily, "You clarified to me first, I am innocent with you." ā€

"Then the teacher agreed?"

"Agree with a fart, believe it or not, I'm breaking the jar and breaking it, and I'm going to snap you now?"

"That person can't ask for it." Maiko grinned, stood up and took Li Shanhe's arm, and bowed to everyone, "I'm sorry to disturb everyone." I am Mr. Li's comic editor, and comics are the result of our joint efforts, so it's not wrong to say that it's our children. ā€

"Oh, that's what it means." "I just said, Xiao Li likes so many girls, how can he fall in love with this breastless and ass person." "Maybe the artist's preferences are elusive......"

Maiko tilted her head, "Teacher, you see, I'm very good at manipulating people's hearts, right?" So, let's make a manga that will last forever! ā€

Li Shanhe frowned and shook off her entanglement: "Without you, I can live forever." ā€

"But with the teacher, I can show my strengths! I need a teacher! Wuzi was not annoyed, and followed behind Li Shanhe with a smile, "Teacher, if you don't want to drag a draft, let me show you how the editing ability to urge the manuscript is!" ā€

Li Shanhe snorted, didn't bother to talk nonsense with her anymore, but went out directly.

Maiko hurriedly followed:

"Teacher, where are you going? It's almost noon, do you want to eat sushi together? ā€

"I'm allergic to seafood."

"Ah, that's a shame. Teacher, do you want to go for a ride at the beach together? Or to find inspiration? You can tell me if you have any needs, you can be on call, you can ask for anything~"

Anything goes?

Li Shanhe glanced at her twice, no breasts, no ass, not as good as the fifth girl.

When she got on the way, Maiko hurriedly asked, "Teacher, where are you going?" Take my car, the company is specially equipped for me, and I am also stained with the light of the teacher. It's too painful to squeeze the tram, and it's very convenient to have a car! ā€

The last sentence changed Li Shanhe's mind, and he squinted at Wuzi, "Do you have a driver's license?" ā€

"Ten years old driver!" Maiko patted her chest, not caring that she was just over twenty years old, just old enough to apply for a driver's license.

In this way, Li Shanhe is even more unhappy, I am not old yet, are you here to show off?

"That's fine." Li Shanhe opened the car door, sat in, and then took a look, "What are you stunned, hurry up." ā€

"Old, teacher, do you want to drive yourself?"

"Nonsense, you sit in the co-pilot, and when we meet the traffic police, we will change seats. Will you change seats in the air? You sit on top of me, and I hold your ass and move to the co-pilot, and that's it. No? Blind with such a small ass. Li Shanhe raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes.

"yes, I'm sorry, I'm sorry to have such a small ass." Maiko bowed repeatedly.

This submissive appearance made Li Shanhe unable to find an excuse. When Maiko carefully sat in the co-pilot's seat, he snorted and stepped on the accelerator, and the car was ...... Ten yards on the road.

RB is a left-hand drive country, the opposite of China. If you are as bold as Li Shanhe, you have to take it easy, and the alien guarantees that he will not lose in a fight, but he will not die if it is not a car accident.

All the way to the bank street in central Tokyo, he wanted Uncle Eight to take a dose of strengthening, so he had to send some money over.

If you want to mail across borders, the speed of letters is still too slow, so it is better to use the wire transfer of some big banks directly.

He first went to the Central Bank of Tokyo and raised 2.5 million.

When the account manager learned about it, he hurriedly ran out and asked Li Shanhe in a cold sweat if he wanted to switch to other competitors.

"No, it's just a money transfer."

"Ah, our bank also has domestic transfer business......"

"No, it's better to have cash." He refused.

Li Shanhe vaguely read a cartoon, in which there is a fraud method that is carried out by transfer. Even though the passbook shows that it is credited, it is still possible to be returned by the other party, and the specific principle is not clear, but he does not trust this kind of large-amount transfer from local banks at all.

After getting the guarantee that it was still the correspondent bank, there were a few more buckets of soybean oil and sugar and other gifts in the back of the car.

2.5 million, ran three branches, to scrape together enough money.

"Old, teacher, what are you?" Maiko looked at the bag of bills in the back seat, and her mouth was not clear.

"Send money." Li Shanhe glanced at him, "Look at the point carefully, it's all on your head if you lose it." ā€

"Huh? Is that so? ā€

Maiko is not calm, and she has to look back every few seconds, for fear that she will lose her money and have to sell herself to pay off her debts.

Eventually, the car drove to the Citibank parking lot.

The Central Bank of Tokyo does not have an international money transfer business, so it still has to rely on an old brand like Citibank. It will arrive in a day or two, and you can also attach a message, except that the transfer fee is too expensive, there are no other disadvantages.

Li Shanhe got out of the car, put on sunglasses, and carried a bag of money, feeling that he really had the taste of Hong Kong films. Maiko followed him nervously, looking like a thief.

When he arrived at the counter, he directly put the money bag over: "International money transfer." ā€

There was a young girl at the counter, who was stunned when she saw such a bag of money, and then called out to her colleague to bring two money counters, and said while counting: "Sir, where do you want to remit it?" ā€

"Hong Kong." Li Shanhe took out the written reply, "This is the attached message." ā€

The little girl was stunned, wrote three pages, and it is relatively rare to have a message with so many words, and lamented that her fingers were about to be tortured by the typewriter again, but she still accepted the letter.

When filling in the recipient's address, Li Shanhe took out a piece of paper that was a little yellowed and brittle, solemnly placed it on the marble counter, pressed a corner with his hand, and carefully transcribed the address on it on the remittance form.

The characters on the paper are Chinese traditional, and you really can't write without copying.

Maiko was a little curious, but she didn't know who could make the teacher transfer such a huge sum of money so solemnly. She secretly walked behind Li Shanhe and straightened her neck.

The address is too long, he only sees the first half, and only knows that it is a block in Hong Kong, but the name of the recipient can be seen very clearly, which are three Chinese characters that are also well-known in RB:

Shu Qingchun.

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(auspicious royal exemption)