Chapter 22: Grandma Rong, You've Given Too Much!

Twilight.

A taxi pulled up in front of the villa estate.

Qin Bai, who was sitting in the back driver's seat, took out a crumpled twenty yuan bill from his crotch and handed it to the driver.

After getting out of the car, Qin Bai looked up at the setting sun and sighed.

"No wonder countless crossing ancestors say that women will only delay their cultivation speed, and they will not deceive me!"

Qin Bai thought that eating a meal would be delayed for an hour at most.

But in fact, after lunch.

He was dragged by Lu Xiaoman and He Caiyun to go shopping again, and became a coolie carrying bags.

Going round and round, it will be dusk.

How good is it to spend an afternoon on cultivation?

Wasting it on shopping like this, Qin Bai was really distressed.

Pushing open the door of the villa, Qin Bai walked in.

"Xiaobai, I'm back!"

Grandma Rong was sweeping the floor in the yard, and when she saw Qin Bai's figure, a touch of eagerness appeared on her face.

Qin Bai felt a little strange.

In the past, every time he came to the manor villa, although Grandma Rong was also smiling, that smile was a little fake.

Today it is with sincerity.

What's going on?

Although I was a little puzzled in my heart, I still considered the wording.

"Grandma Rong, I have something I want to tell you..."

Ask.

When he was most depressed, it was Grandma Rong who gave charcoal in the snow and pulled herself.

The other party is his benefactor.

But for more than two years, Qin Bai has also fulfilled his obligations.

Every weekend, I came as promised, endured the cold in the ice coffin, and slept with the corpse's wife.

The porters in this morgue are paid one or two thousand dollars a night.

And it's still a day-end.

Paying for the corpse to sleep by himself, 10,000 yuan every other week, is also considered his deserved payment.

Thinking of this, Qin Bai didn't have any psychological burden.

"What's the matter?"

Grandma Rong put down the broom and looked at Qin Bai suspiciously.

"Jingle ~~"

At that moment, the doorbell rang.

Qin Bai's train of thought was also interrupted, he turned around and walked to the door, opening the door of the villa.

Two cars were parked at the door.

They are a black limousine and a bank escort car.

The bank manager in a straight suit stepped down from the passenger cab of the black sedan and said with a smile at Qin Bai: "This classmate, does Rong Chunhua live here?" ”

"Rong Chunhua? Could it be Grandma Rong's real name? That's a bit dirty! ”

Qin Bai muttered to himself.

And at this moment, Grandma Rong's voice had already come:

"The old body is Rong Chunhua, and the old body also called and asked you to send the money over, come in!"

With the confirmation of identity.

The bank manager's face grew eager, and he gestured.

Several heavily armed security personnel in the escort car began to open the trunk and entered the villa with a dozen black suitcases.

Qin Bai followed in confusion.

"These boxes are all at the door of the living room, you can go..."

Grandma Rong said indifferently.

"Old man, so much money is put in the villa hall like this? Do you want us to send a few security personnel to watch it 24 hours a day? ”

The bank manager asked with a salivating face.

Just two hours ago, he received a call from the head office of the imperial capital, asking the branch in Ning City to take 100 million in cash and send it to the current villa manor.

That's a hundred million!

Where does one branch get so much liquid cash.

So after a delay of nearly two hours, I barely managed to get 50 million, so I sent it over non-stop.

"No, let's go!"

Grandma Rong waved her hand impatiently.

Touching the ash of his nose, the bank manager could only smile and leave with the staff in a huff.

"Grandma Rong, what's in these dozen boxes?"

Although he had already guessed, Qin Bai was still a little unsure.

"Xiaobai, you drag all these dozen boxes to the living room, put them behind the ice coffin, and then open them all!"

Grandma Rong instructed.

Qin Bai did so, and after all the boxes were neatly arranged in a row, they were opened one by one.

Rao is mentally prepared.

When I saw that each box was stacked with bundles of hundred-dollar bills, I was also surprised.

He weighed it with his hands and estimated the thickness.

There are about three or four million in one box, and there are a total of more than a dozen boxes in front of you, so there must be at least 50 million foundations.

"Grandma Rong, what are you doing with so much cash?"

In the more than two years that he accompanied Xia Muyue, Qin Bai didn't notice any relatives coming to visit at all.

According to Qin Bai's inference, Grandma Rong should be a lonely old man.

Now that I have withdrawn so much cash, do I feel that I am old and have a short life, and I have to make a will to divide my property in advance?

Grandma Kerong has a granddaughter of Xia Muyue under her knees, and she is also a 'dead man'.

Could it be that the money is for himself?

Thinking of this, Qin Bai's heart fluttered wildly.

"You have been with Muyue for more than two years, you have worked hard and complained, grandma sees it in her eyes, in fact, it is not easy for you as a child! Grandma means that you will live here in the future, sleep with Muyue every night, and you have to sleep with Muyue in your arms..."

"Of course, grandma is not a stingy person, how about you sleep with you for one night and take 100,000 yuan from these boxes as compensation?"

When the words fell, Grandma Rong stared at Qin Bai with burning eyes.

"One hundred thousand in one night?"

Qin Bai asked again uncertainly.

100,000 a day, 3 million a month, 36 million a year.

In the general community of Ningcheng, a suite is about 1.5 million, plus decoration, 2 million foundations, which is already very good.

And so it goes.

Even if you sleep with you for a month, wouldn't you be able to buy two suites?

Of course!

Qin Bai was most concerned about the fact that if he could get three million a month, he would be able to buy all kinds of cultivation tonics and even weapons... to increase their overall strength.

These cultivation resources are often worth millions, and the price is ridiculously expensive.

Even if you encounter it in a dream, you can't bring it back to reality at all.

"By the way, Xiaobai, you seem to have something to say to your grandmother? What the hell is going on? ”

Grandma Rong said suspiciously.

"Ahem, Grandma Rong, I just wanted to tell you that I want to move over and sleep with Mu Yue... To tell you the truth, I'm used to sleeping in a coffin, lying at home, and I'm uncomfortable, and I can't sleep every day! ”

Qin Bai said solemnly: "As for sleeping with Mu Yue every night, that's not a problem at all, we are already married to the underworld, but we are a legal husband and wife in the underworld, and husbands and wives should be like this." ”

Facing the powerful temptation of money.

Qin Bai had already thrown his thoughts out of the clouds.

No way!

People give too much.

So much so that Qin Bai gave up his bottom line.

"Then it's a word, you go and move a ladder over, and remove the monitors on the four sides of the living room wall, and in the future, this living room will be your and Mu Yue's private place, and grandma won't come in if it's okay."

Grandma Rong smiled with satisfaction.

"A few monitors, no ladder needed!"

Qin Bai stomped lightly under his feet, and the whole person bounced up, and he raised his hand to tear off the surveillance hanging in the corner of the wall.

Seeing this scene, a look of surprise appeared on Grandma Rong's face.

The height of this monitoring was at least four or five meters, and Qin Bai easily ripped it off.

Could it be that his uncle, in addition to the perversion of qi and blood and combat power value, has also cultivated some powerful light martial arts?