Chapter 12: You Want to Buy It?

In the blink of an eye, the two small goals are gone!

For Zhang Haojun, 200 million is not a lot, but no one's money is blown by the wind.

It's no wonder he's not panicking!

I immediately called again.

"Fang Wu, it's illegal for you to do this, you belong to stealing!"

How can Zhang Haojun admit it.

Because all the billions in his card have been transferred to someone else's account.

"Really?"

Fang Wu sighed slightly.

It seems that he still hasn't been ruthless!

Hang up.

"Mr. Fang Wu, there is no money in this account."

Lan Zhiruo looked up at Fang Wu who was standing behind her.

"It's okay, lose this number, and this time 500 million will be transferred to them separately."

Pointing to the hundreds of messages asking for help on the computer screen, they were all hard-working people, but they had terminal illnesses and incurable diseases.

They just want to live, and they're not wrong.

Fang Wu leaned down a little and entered the account in person, because he wanted to use the Dimensional Eye to interfere, so this link had to be operated by Fang Wu himself.

Just entered the account number, and the door was pushed open.

"Cousin, it's time for lunch."

Li Feng couldn't wait for a long time, he was very curious about what Fang Wu and Lan Zhiruo were doing in this VIP room?

He was worried that Fang Wu's good deeds would be ruined, so he kept waiting, and finally waited for the opportunity to have lunch.

Really!

Fang Wu's whole person lay on Lan Zhiruo's head, but Lan Zhiruo didn't feel disgusted at all, but instead showed a smile.

"Sorry to interrupt."

Li Feng was about to withdraw.

"It's just right, Li Shao, come over and work hard."

"What force?"

Li Feng looked confused.

"Charity pioneer Zhang Haojun loves the world and donated 700 million!"

"According to this word, you can promote it casually."

Since you want to play, let's play with him.

Although Li Feng didn't understand, he was shocked!

He knows who this Zhang Haojun is, he is just an iron rooster who doesn't pull out a dime, so he doesn't have a donation!

Li Feng immediately opened his social circle.

instantly ordered many celebrities to forward it one after another.

Original intention: Let Zhang Haojun become popular!

In just twenty minutes, hundreds of people received donations of hundreds of thousands or even one or two million, and the amount exploded in Cloud City at once.

The iron rooster can actually pluck its feathers!

Meanwhile.

Zhang Haojun was directly bombarded with phone calls, but this was not a harassing call, but a thank you call from every beneficiary.

What is it?

This is murder and punishment!

He just died of a son, and in this state, he donated 700 million, which is unusual!

But no one paid attention to this, they only cared about what they saw.

Because the money was indeed donated by Zhang Haojun's account, not by others in his name.

Jingle Bell –

"Fang Wu, I beg you not to do this!"

Zhang Haojun completely confessed.

He has always valued money as much as his own life.

In the entire Cloud City, only he and Zheng Zhong knew that it was Fang Wu who stole his money, but what could he do? There is no evidence!

lost 700 million and won the title of a charity pioneer, there is a fart!

"Lord Wuzong, Zhang Gongzi has indeed offended you, please accept it when you see it, and don't continue to hurt the harmony."

Zheng Zhong also begged for mercy.

"Do it yourself!"

Fang Wu hung up the phone.

Lan Zhiruo asked, "Do you want to continue?" ”

Fang Wu shook his head.

It would be meaningless to continue any longer, Fang Wu would not be unforgiving.

After lunch, Fang Wu left the bank.

Lan Zhiruo took the initiative to follow Fang Wu and gave Fang Wu the million.

Fang Wu did not go back to the hospital, but went home.

The word "home" hasn't been in my head for more than half a month.

Because of Wang Qi, he had no money to pay the loan, so his family's house was naturally seized, and he and his parents became homeless.

At first, they were able to stay at various relatives' houses for two days, but after a long time, they also got bored.

Or even driven away!

Fang Wu didn't complain, so he could only take the 30,000 yuan he scraped together and was admitted to the hospital.

The family's house was seized, and Fang Wu did not complain.

But being auctioned, Fang Wu couldn't accept it!

It was auctioned without any notice, which was obviously done by Wang Qi.

Fang Wu clenched his fists, but he wanted to see, who was it?

Yuncheng Xinhai Community.

Each house here is a private house.

Fang Wenyan was busy for half his life before he bought a house here.

As soon as he walked into the community, he was stopped by a young man with short hair.

"Brother Wu, do you want to do it with Xincai?"

His name is Nie Ping, and he opened a lottery shop next to him.

In the past half a month of making money, Fang Wu also tried to scratch the lottery ticket, and won thousands of yuan before and after.

Every time he made a new color, he would notify Fang Wu.

Fang Wu shook his head and said, "By the way, has anything happened in my family recently?" ”

"If you want to say that there are no big things, there are a lot of small things, anyway, there are several groups of people before and after, and they are measured and estimated."

Nie Ping said, but his eyes kept falling on Lan Zhiruo next to him.

Seeing a goddess-level beauty like Lan Zhiruo in this community is even more difficult than winning the lottery.

"Thank you, I borrowed 8,000 yuan from you before, and I will pay you back 10,000 yuan with interest."

Fang Wu took out ten thousand from the pocket of his clothes and stuffed it into Nie Ping's hand.

"Brother Wu can't help this, how can I ask you for interest, but you'd better go back quickly, there was another group of people just now, saying an auction or something."

Nie Ping said so, and his hand was quite honest with 10,000 yuan.

"Brother Wu, wait a minute."

Nie Ping saw that Fang Wu was leaving, and shouted.

Immediately, he went to the lottery shop and beckoned a few people to come out, and closed the door with his backhand.

"Brother Wu, let's go with you."

Nie Ping accepted 2,000 yuan, and if he didn't show some sincerity, it would be too immoral.

Fang Wu nodded.

Then I passed through several housing blocks and came to the north side.

In front of one of the two-story buildings with 160 square meters, three cars were parked in an open space.

More than a dozen people are circling around the house at the moment, and they will take notes as they leave.

"Stop, all of you!"

Nie Ping shouted loudly.

More than a dozen people over there came to look at it.

Fang Wu fixed his eyes and saw that these people were not courts, but belonged to an auction venue.

"Little brother, is this your home?"

A young man approached and asked playfully.

"This is my home." Fang Wu said.

Immediately, Fang Wu took out his real estate certificate and spread it out to him.

"Who do I care you are? We have already bought this house and are now measuring and estimating, or you can come to our auction house in three days to participate in the auction. ”

The man scoffed.

"Then I'll buy it now." Fang Wu said calmly.

The man was surprised.

At this time, others followed.

"Mr. Cao, this kid said that he wants to buy the house now, do you think he will sell it?"

He was thinking, anyway, it was all an auction in the end, and this house was not a valuable thing, but it also saved a lot of troublesome processes.

A slightly obese middle-aged man in front of him glanced at the real estate certificate and smiled.

"You want to buy it?"

Fang Wu nodded.

"Yes, I'll hear if you make a bid."

The man Cao Jinyuan looked at Fang Wu contemptuously, how could this poor sour boy be rich?

But the beautiful woman behind him looked quite rich, and she probably fell in love with this kid.

"A dollar."

After speaking, Fang Wu took out a steel hammer from his pocket.