After Ye Wenqianjiao finished smiling, she turned around and opened the drawer to look for it, then raised her head and smiled helplessly: "We have to take a taxi." ”

Zhang Yang understood at this time that she was habitually looking for the red Ferrari car keys, apparently just sold the car, and had not fully adapted to it.

Seeing this scene, his heart was moved again......

The two walked out of the tuning shop, took a taxi, and rushed to the city center.

"Master driver, go to the bank first." Sitting in the taxi, Zhang Yang suddenly remembered something and said to the driver.

"No problem." The driver agreed very happily.

If you don't go, what if you don't go, what if he says he has no money to pay the fare after getting off the bus for a while? The driver is well-informed, and such cheaters are not without ......

"Don't worry, I'm in for a treat today, and I don't need you to spend money." Ye Wenqian had the same idea as the driver, smiled and leaned her head on Zhang Yang's shoulder affectionately.

Originally, they had surpassed friendship, even more than the relationship of ordinary couples, so she had no scruples and shyness, as if they were as close as a young couple.

"You sue me for my card number, and I'll go to the bank to transfer money to you." Zhang Yang wrapped his arms around her, hugged her tightly in his arms, and said seriously.

Yesterday, at the most dangerous moment, he actually had the leisure to remember that he still had so much money, and at that time he thought he was going to die, and regretted that he had not disposed of it.

Who knows if they will die suddenly in the future? Since he decided to continue to track down the living dead, how could the black-clothed masked man and the ninjas know that they are alive, so how can they let themselves go?

They may find an opportunity to kill themselves at any time, and in order not to leave regrets, he decided to transfer the money to Ye Wenqian first.

is not a person who is distressed about money, not to mention that the beauty in her arms is already her own woman, and she has changed for herself, this kind of payment is not something that can be bought with money.

"What are you sending me money for? I don't need money. ”

Ye Wenqian showed a nervous look on her face, broke free from his embrace, sat up straight, and continued, "Didn't you come back?" Why give me money? ”

Zhang Yang just said that she was leaving, and now she suddenly said that she would transfer money to herself, so it was impossible for her not to think about it, for fear that Zhang Yang would never return.

"Of course I'll come back, I'm reluctant to leave such a good wife."

Seeing her nervous appearance, Zhang Yang was very moved and reluctant, and continued jokingly: "Isn't my money also your money?" Since you've bought a house, shouldn't I sponsor it? I'm going to live there in the future. ”

"The beauty of thinking ......"

Ye Wenqian was still very nervous, but when she heard her ridiculous words, she was much more relieved, knowing that he was not speaking seriously, she reached out and twisted his waist, and giggled: "Then how much are you going to sponsor?" ”

"Fifty million." Zhang Yang replied without thinking, this is also the number he had just thought of.

50 million is an ordinary family, and it will not be able to earn so much money in a few lifetimes, with this money, Ye Wenqian does not have to work so hard, and there is no need to even run the modification shop anymore, and there is no problem in spending a lifetime.

The main reason is that he doesn't want Ye Wenqian to have anything to do with Song Yehan anymore......

The taxi driver heard their conversation just now, and thought it was a little couple talking about buying a house, after all, in Huaxia, getting married and buying a house is an essential thing.

And when he heard what Zhang Yang said about 50 million, the steering wheel he held obviously shook a few times, his eyes were full of disdain and contempt, and he thought that this TMD could also brag.

Million? With so much money, you still call my taxi, and you can't deceive a little girl so outrageously......

"Where did you get all this money?" Ye Wenqian was taken aback and asked.

Zhang Yang didn't care about money, she knew it, otherwise she wouldn't have handled the millions of racing cars herself, but when she heard him say 50 million, she still felt incredulous.

"Don't worry about it so much, I'll explain it to you later."

Zhang Yang didn't want her to know that the money was a commission for hemostatic powder, after all, mentioning Feng Yanran and Haitian Group at this time was a bit too slight, which would inevitably make her think more, and after a simple prevarication, she changed the topic.

He said to the taxi driver in front of him: "Master driver, do you know what the clubhouse does?" ”

invited the old man to dinner, but he didn't expect him to choose the club, so that Zhang Yang couldn't understand, after all, in his consciousness, the dinner should be to the hotel.

"Yes, that's where the rich go."

The driver thought to himself, is this a stuffing? Open your mouth and close your mouth for 50 million, but you don't even know what the clubhouse is?

"Aren't rich people going to five-star hotels for dinner? So what's the point of having a clubhouse? Zhang Yang knew that taxi drivers were well-informed, so he knew more about himself, and he would not be too embarrassed in front of the old man after a while.

"That place, even if you have money, you may not be able to get in, I heard that they are only open to their VIP members." The driver's words were impatient, and he didn't have the slightest affection for this bragging young man.

Nowadays, there are many clubs, such as golf, fitness clubs, and even places where they get together to play cards and mahjong, all of which are called clubs.

Of course, there are also some clubs such as silk foot massage and conditioning, which are nothing more than engaging in erotic activities in the name of clubs, so clubs have also become synonymous with hiding dirt and dirt.

However, at that time, when the club first emerged, it was a place for some prominent and powerful people to spend time and make friends and discuss business, and it was only for special people, not simply local tyrants and nouveau riche who could enter with money.

Later, some popular celebrities, company CEOs, and people with more sensitive identities also liked to go to clubs instead of hotels, after all, they were worried that some media reporters would catch their crazy and unknown side, and clubs that only targeted VIP fixed people became their first choice.

Of course, before they choose a club, they will have a general understanding of the membership there, and they are afraid that the club's grade is too low and they will lose their value.

"If you have money, you may not be able to get in? Don't they want to make more money doing business? Zhang Yang asked curiously.

Opening a store is to make money, and the club must be the same, if you have money, you won't be allowed to spend it, so won't you become a fool who doesn't make money if you have money? He thought to himself.

"With those affiliates, it's enough for them to make money."

……

Soon the taxi stopped at the door of the bank, and Zhang Yang didn't continue to ask, and got out of the car with Ye Wenqian and walked into the bank.

The procedures for transfer are not complicated, not to mention that for customers who often transfer tens of millions of dollars, the bank naturally attaches great importance to it and sends special staff to carry out the operation of the procedures.

Ye Wenqian thought he was bragging and joking at first, but when she saw that the bank staff was submissive to him and transferred money for himself according to his wishes, she realized that Zhang Yang was really a rich man.

But she didn't want the money, so she resolutely refused, but Zhang Yang was also very serious, and after some bargaining, he finally agreed to transfer 20 million to his card.

The staff of the bank were stunned when they saw their fierce arguments, and their eyes were full of envy, jealousy and hatred......

How can there be anyone in this society who doesn't like money? But a pair of young people in front of him, one refused to accept it, and the other still hit someone else's card, and even felt that both of them were a little cheap......

After completing the formalities and returning to the taxi, the two were speechless all the way, and the taxi driver was too lazy to speak, which was particularly dull.

Ye Wenqian leaned tightly on Zhang Yang's chest, her heart was very sweet, she didn't care about money, but about his heart for herself.

There are all kinds of luxury cars parked in the parking lot in front of the Celebrity Club, such as Matha Tini and Bentley, and the license plates are obscured by red strips of cloth with the name of the club, obviously to protect the license plate numbers of these rich people from being recognized.

The façade of the clubhouse is not conspicuous, much inferior to that of a five-star hotel, but it is decorated in golden yellow, making it look atmospheric and luxurious.

After the two walked to the door, Ye Wenqian took out her mobile phone to call the old man, and Zhang Yang walked in directly.

Although the taxi driver has reminded that only VIP members are entertained here, Zhang Yang does not believe that there is money to make a grinding ghost in these years, so can't he enter a place to consume?

It is undeniable that the worth of hundreds of millions of dollars makes him full of confidence......

"Hello sir, please show your membership card." There were two doormen standing at the door, who were one meter and eight meters tall, and hurriedly greeted Zhang Yang after seeing him, and greeted him with a respectful smile on his face.

"Nope." Zhang Yang told the truth, and at the same time took out a pile of hundred-yuan bills in his pocket and handed them over with a wave of his big hand.

This is the money left over after yesterday to the taxi driver, in his opinion, since it is good for the taxi driver, it is naturally also good for the doorman in front of him, who will not be able to get along with the money?

"Did a friend ask you to come, sir?" The doorman didn't reach for the money, but continued to ask with a smile.

"Hmm." Zhang Yang felt very disappointed, and his brows were twisted together in displeasure.

He was also telling the truth, the old man asked himself to come, but he suspected in his heart that the shabby old man must not have a membership card for such a high-end place.

"Which room is your friend, I'll go in and let him know."

VIP members can bring their friends in, which the doorman knows very well, but they dare to let them go only after their identity is confirmed.

"No, how much does it cost me to get a membership card now?"

After all, it's your own treat, and if the old man comes, he can't get in, wouldn't it be even more shameless......

"Sorry sir, our membership is full, and no new membership cards will be issued for the time being." The doorman's polite explanation, of course, meant that he politely refused to enter the clubhouse.

……

Although he had been prepared, Zhang Yang's heart was still very twisted, and in the face of the respectful and smiling doorman, he wanted to get angry but couldn't.

"Zhang Yang, let's wait a little longer, the old man will be here soon."

Ye Wenqian finished the call, saw Zhang Yang's stupid expression, understood a qiē, and hurriedly walked over to explain softly.

"Let's change it." Zhang Yang felt very shameless and said.