The office is spacious, 200 square meters, and there is nothing left in it except a sofa and chairs.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see a large part of the city, the rich and the slums.

Andrew wanders.

The task of this game is very simple, but due to the influence of capital, he is not willing to put 20 million into that account, which is insulting himself.

"What a bastard!"

Andrew smashes the computer on the table with his cane and smashes a hole in the precious pear wood table.

"I thought it was just a shell account, but I didn't expect a poor man's account!"

In this city, Andrew had seen too many poor people, and their disgusting faces made him feel sick, and the newsstand owner, Pace, had a fake stiff smile on his face.

Thinking that Andrew bought a lot of newspapers from him, he thought he was a friend, and he made some color jokes from time to time, which was really ridiculous.

In casinos, everyone feels like they are rich.

But Andrew could tell at a glance who was rich and who was from the slums.

Or, this is the gap between the rich and the poor.

Their ugly faces are vividly expressed in the casino, they want to win everything, but they don't dare to throw chips wildly, their eyes are shining when they win, their faces are red, and they want to play tricks when they lose.

Are casinos a place to cheat?

Andrew remembers breaking the heads of poor people like zombies with a gun when he was younger, and it was really refreshing to see their faces come to an abrupt end.

After hesitating for a long time, Andrew dialed the unknown number, hoping to be able to dial through.

"Hey, Mr. Andrew, did you encounter something tricky, I don't think it's that difficult for you."

Chen Shu smiled and rubbed Annie's head, the soft fluff made him feel very comfortable.

"Why?" Andrew said in a deep voice.

"Oh ~ Mr. Andrew, you know, it's a game, 2 years of life is tempting for you, after all, you already feel the joy of having a life.

What is 20 million to you? A poor man only. ”

"Mr. Doctor, I think you know why, I hate poor people as much as I hate stinky shit on the side of the road, they make me sick, and if I had the ability to open the heads of those ugly poor people with guns."

"I think you have to step through this hurdle, what is the difference between the poor and the rich, they are all people, one lives for money, and the other enjoys life."

"Why should I share my cake with someone else?"

"Of course, you can choose not to give it, but your lifespan will be zero, and hell will eventually meet you."

After speaking, Chen Shu hung up the phone.

This is a threat, Chen Shu clearly knows what Andrew wants, and life is a fatal temptation for people like him who still want to live.

Andrew was furious.

“fuck！ This bastard. ”

Andrew slammed his cane against the precious pear blossom wooden table, and every time he smashed it, he dropped money.

Then he sat down on the couch and slowed down, panting violently.

After calming down for a long time, Andrew called the secret technique to come in and gritted his teeth.

"Put 20 million on the account."

……

……

Prometheus.

It's the name of a real estate sales company, and it sounds pretty old-fashioned.

The company is neither too big nor small, accommodating almost 200 people.

In a corner, the man was wearing a black suit and leather shoes, but some of them were unclean and a little gray on them, because he had fallen when he came in the morning, and even the screen of his mobile phone was broken.

He angrily tried to smash the phone back on the ground, but the next moment he hesitated, and he realized that he had no money and no extra money to repair it.

All the money was lost last night.

That abominable "Rayla" casino is simply a demon, a gold-swallowing beast!

He drooped his head and looked listless, and now he just wanted to get his salary as quickly as possible, or the damn landlord would throw his things out and sleep on the street.

Looking at the phone with a broken screen, I also remembered that someone called me to play tricks on me in the morning, and I was really angry.

The person on the phone asked himself to find the moldy cheese bread in the trash can next to him, and if he ate it, he could get 20 million dollars.

It sounds ridiculous, but at that moment, I was so stupid that I actually rummaged through the trash can next to me and found the moldy cheese bread, and the flies flew away in disgust.

And then I ate that piece of cheese bread, and not only did I not get the 20 million, but I also made myself diarrhea all morning, that damn prank.

How does he know I have a trash can next to me, though?

There's also a piece of moldy cheese bread in it?

"Oh my God, why are you sleeping here again, aren't you going out and running sales? The company's performance is going to be dragged down by you, my Mr. Anthony, if you don't get the standard money this month, you can pack up and get out, damn it. ”

A fat man in a suit walked over with his papers baring his teeth and claws, because he was so fat that he burst the damn button of his clothes as he spoke, and the button flew so strong that it flew into Anthony's face.

"Damn."

Anthony muttered quietly, then sat up and said, "I'll try." ”

"No, I don't think you're going to work hard, what are you doing every day, you look at your performance is the worst in the company, oh my God, I can't believe you've been at the bottom for three months in a row, I should consider whether to let you get out of the way in these two days."

This fat man's name is Jill, and he is Anthony's supervisor.

Every day, they will shout loudly in the company, like, "Oh damn Anthony, you didn't make a single order yesterday, what exactly are you doing every day, are you eating shit?" ”

Then everyone in the company would look at Anthony and laugh out loud.

Anthony had had enough of him, if it weren't for the fact that his money had been scammed out by that damn "Rayla", and now he still had to beg this dead fat man to give him that little salary, or he would have slapped the keyboard on this table in his face!

"I'm sorry, I'm very sorry."

Anthony had to bow his head and apologize to the fat man, and promised that he would work hard.

"I hope you do, but this hope makes me lose sight of hope......"

Jill was still chattering, and Anthony felt like his eardrums were going to be pierced by his harsh voice.

Bite.

The screen on the phone lit up with a message from the bank.

“20，000，000$”

Anthony stared at the number firmly and rubbed his eyes in disbelief, as if he had just had a dream.

It's true!

"Hey, did you hear me, damn it!"

Jill smashed the papers on Anthony's head and angrily cursed some nasty words.