Me, tens of billions of land to farm

Chapter 13 Are all rich people so arrogant?

"That's true, but you... have?"

When the security guard heard this, he immediately frowned.

Although bragging is not illegal and does not pay taxes, if you brag at the wine table, no one will care about you.

Blowing at the door of the bank, you are not afraid of blowing your teeth out?
"Young man, I don't have time to make trouble with you."

The security guard's face turned cold: "Hurry up and park your car in a public parking space. Making trouble at the bank is no joke."

The security guard didn't say anything, but he felt a little contemptuous in his heart.

You are dressed like a market operator, transporting and selling vegetables.

How could it be worth tens of millions?
Have you ever seen a multi-millionaire selling vegetables in his own car?

"Drip!"

The security was taken aback.

"I'm not asking what this gentleman is doing, I'm asking what's going on with you? Why are you stopping this gentleman from entering?"

Isn't this a vegetable cart?

President Chen has 1 question marks in his mind.

Think of banks as rag collectors?
Probably not.

Are the police all this powerful?The speed of the police is too fast.

This is a bank, not a vegetable market, and we don't accept vegetables.

If it's really selling junk, it wouldn't be the escort of these two policemen, right?

Several onlookers whispered.

Another patrolman asked coldly.

What's the meaning? ?

"When I was cleaning the warehouse today, something in the corner of the wall took up a little space, so I pulled it over to have a look and see if you can take it?"

The two policemen set their eyes on Su Ming: "This gentleman wants to come to your place to sell something."

What type of situation is this?
"This this this..."

What did Su Ming suddenly think of?
I rely on! !
A thunderbolt exploded in President Chen's heart.

President Chen was taken aback.

One of the patrolmen asked with a cold face.

At this time, the president who was doing business in the bank lobby hurriedly walked out after seeing this scene.

"Comrade police officers, I am the president of our bank. What happened to you two?"

"Look, what's going on here?"

The security guard said hurriedly.

"sell things?"

"The two police comrades are like this. This is a special parking space for our bank's VIP customers. He insists on parking here."

"Fuck! Have you watched too many Hong Kong and Taiwan movies!?"

At this moment, two car horns sounded nearby.

Su Ming smiled lightly.

what?
The security guard suddenly wondered if there was something wrong with his ears and he heard wrongly.

President Chen asked slightly tentatively.

"what happened?"

But the two policemen looked serious, obviously not joking.

After all, it took a lot of effort to climb to this position today, and it was not easy.

The security guard was dumbfounded, his tongue was tied in his mouth, and he was so stuttered that he couldn't speak.

The two patrolmen who had been following Su Ming quickly approached.

"Could it be that the security guard colluded with the robbers, was discovered in advance, and was about to be arrested?"

President Chen blinked his eyes, looking extremely nervous.

"Excuse me, sir, what is in your car..."

This is a bank. If the security guard really did something wrong, he, the president, will be held accountable.

President Chen was taken aback for a moment.

The script doesn't seem to be written like this, does it?
You are patrolmen and I am a bank security guard. Shouldn't you be helping me?

What kind of medicine is sold in this gourd?
"By the way, I called your bank before, do you remember?"

"You don't have to be nervous."

tattered?

If this is implicated, wouldn't it be a big loss for him?

So this is the VIP who called? !
The one who sells commemorative bamboo shoots.

Judging from President Chen's experience, to sell such expensive things, you should contact them in private, at least with a large number of black car bodyguards, all of whom are dignified and extremely vigilant.

It's not as unique as Su Ming.

Wearing cloth shoes and cloth clothes, with hands and feet still covered with mud, he came here in a cart selling vegetables.

(End of this chapter)