What to do when you have money

Chapter 3

"Kang Dang"

The sudden appearance of a pile of hundred-yuan bills made Zhao Hao fall off his stool. Not only did it throw up a light dust, but it also made a loud noise.

The loud noise scared the shop owner who was cooking in the kitchen, and he shouted at Zhao Hao who just got up: "Old Zhao, what are you doing again?"

Zhao Hao's heart was excited, his hands were trembling, and all the adjectives that could be used to describe him couldn't describe his mood at this moment.

He wanted to speak, but felt that his throat was blocked by something, but he couldn't speak, so he had to dance his hands desperately to follow the splashed dust.

"Steal the chili sauce from my store again. You don't need to answer or refute. You're blushing like a monkey's ass. Every time my chili sauce is missing, your face looks like this."

The shop owner spoke righteous words, exuding righteousness all over his body.

Like a gentleman standing on the moral high ground, he is ready to give a hearty sermon to save Zhao Hao, a lamb lost in the forest.

"I really didn't steal the chili sauce this time."

Zhao Hao explained with red eyes. At the same time, his red eyes were full of affectionate tears. Tears were swirling in his eyes and might flow out in the next second.

"Hey, seeing how excited you are, I still don't believe you, Old Zhao. By the way, you must eat less chili sauce, or you will cry if you eat too much."

"No, shop owner, I really didn't steal it, I was excited."

"Why are you excited?"

"Am I rich?"

"Hehe, how much money do you have? Others don't know about you, and I don't know about you, Old Zhao."

"I have a lot of money, enough money to cover a table."

"What about the money?"

"It's on the table."

After hearing Zhao Hao's words, the shop owner tilted his body slightly to the right by five centimeters. After he glanced at it, he moved his lips with a half-smile and said, "I believe you didn't steal the chili sauce."

Zhao Hao was overjoyed when he heard the words, and before he could speak, the shop owner said again: "You didn't steal the chili sauce, you are sick, go to the Second Psychiatric Hospital as soon as possible while it's still early."

Zhao Hao was furious after hearing the shop owner's words.

Why, listen to your tone, am I a person who often lies?

"You have a mental problem. Don't you see that the table is full of money? Where is the money?"

Zhao Hao wanted to prove it to the shop owner, but when he turned around, he found that there was no money on the table except for a bottle of chili sauce.

He was suddenly a little confused.

"What about the money?"

"Humph"

The store owner exhaled a breath of contempt from his nasal cavity.

He held a spatula in his right hand, lifted the non-existent front with his left hand, raised his front legs, kicked his back legs, and the kang chicken kang chicken walked towards the back kitchen, quite like a master of the rivers and lakes.

These performances of his were all seen by Zhao Hao, a blind man.

At this time, Zhao Hao was dazed and confused, and his mind was dizzy.

Could it be that it was a hallucination just now?

Do I really need to go to the second mental hospital to see the head?

Why not go to the first hospital, but to the second hospital?

His whole head was full of mush, and all he could think about was the money he saw just now, the money that was glowing red and shining with dazzling golden light.

"Snapped."

With a crisp sound, a piece of fried rice with heavy oil and salt was placed in front of Zhao Hao.

"Takeaway ready."

"Oh"

Zhao Hao agreed vaguely, and was about to leave with the lunch box in hand.

"Old Zhao"

"Ok?"

"Old Zhao." The store owner walked up to Zhao Hao, patted him on the shoulder with his greasy hands, and said earnestly: "As a human being, you can't always dream, it's better to be down-to-earth."

"Ok!"

On the way to deliver the food, Zhao Hao still didn't slow down. If it wasn't for someone's reminder, he almost came into close contact with the rear of someone's car a few times.

He couldn't help being in a trance, and after seeing so much money, he disappeared immediately, and the ability to accept it mentally is the only thing he can do.

After finally getting off work, he passed by the door of the Postal Savings Bank of China, wandered around the door 36 times, and finally pushed open the glass door of the self-service bank before passers-by could not resist calling the police.

After thinking about it all afternoon, he also figured it out. This in itself is a bloody thing. It is a blessing to others, but a loss to others.

But what if, if, possible, maybe even a little bit of luck?
Alas, no one would be reconciled to this matter.

In the end, he decided to go to the bank to check. If there was really no one, then he would give up, and he should just deliver food honestly in the future.

Zhao Hao slipped into the ATM room like a thief.

He looked left and right, and after making sure that there was no one around, he took out his bank card with trembling hands.

But why can't it be plugged in?

When it's not time to tremble, why do I tremble all over?
After finally putting the bank card in, he closed his eyes after entering the password and clicked the button to check the balance.

"Please enter the transfer amount."

Zhao Hao was so scared that he almost lost his soul when the reminder room of the automatic teller machine sounded.

Just kidding, I have a total of 3426 yuan in the card, and I will cry to someone when I transfer it out.

He immediately opened his eyes, staring brighter than the light bulb above his head, afraid that he might press the wrong button.

"Your balance is 3426 yuan."

"call"

Zhao Hao let out a long breath, which was filled with unwillingness, annoyance, and a trace of relief.

"It seems I really have to go to the second hospital to have my head checked."

"You don't need to look at it, the money displayed on your phone is real, and I gave it to you."

A sudden voice came into Zhao Hao's mind.

"Who? Who spoke?"

Zhao Hao looked around in horror, but found no one.

God, my illness is getting worse and worse.

"It's me, I'm Huahua"

"Flower?"

Zhao Hao thought of this name, a name he was familiar with and could no longer be familiar with.

Sure enough, when he mentioned this name, a fat orange cat appeared in his mind, it was Hua Hua who he had been feeding for a year.

"Huahua, you."

"Calm down, that's right, the dream you had was real, and what you saw was real. You are not sick, but the shop owner has severe high blood pressure and heart disease."

"So, then, do I really have that much money?"

"Really, it's more true than swearing between men and women."

"Uh, forget it, pretend I didn't ask."

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After some communication with Huahua, Zhao Hao finally believed that he had so much money.

But he still had a question, so he asked: "Since I have so much money, the bank didn't show it, and if I spend so much money, how can I explain the source of it? Also, I spent so much money, no Will it cause inflation?"

Huahua scratched her head with her little white paw and replied, "Uh, this question of yours seems to be a bit much. It's okay, I'll answer it for you one by one."

"First of all, how much money you have will not be displayed on the bank card. Because all your money is stored in a confidential bank. In this bank, except for the depositors themselves, no one has the right to know how much money you have. I will give you a Supreme Centurion Card, you can spend money on it at ordinary times. In addition, I have arranged the source for you. What you inherit is your grandma's inheritance. In addition to her own assets of hundreds of billions, your grandma is also in the world's top 500 I will issue these certificates for you, which are absolutely reasonable and legal. The third question is that inflation does not exist within the scope of this book, because the author doesn’t understand it, and he writes blindly for nothing. "

"Uh, okay."

Zhao Hao secretly scolded the author as an idiot, and he thought of Huahua's mention of grandma in the second question.

He did have a grandma, not just one grandma, but two grandmas.

His father's mother, his own grandmother, ran away from home when his father was six years old, and was never heard from again.Because of this, my father cried so much that his trachea became inflamed, and he coughed non-stop every spring and autumn.

His father only mentioned his grandma a few times when Zhao Hao was a child, but he never mentioned it again after that. He knew that his father complained and missed him a little.

My father also looked for it when he was young, but he didn't find any news about his grandma. He didn't stop thinking about it until he got married.

Regardless of whether what Huahua said was true or not, he would not tell his father the news. It would not do any good except to increase shock and sadness.

"Huahua, can you change me into a lottery ticket, the one that wins the jackpot?"

"Okay, how much do you want?"

"Well, let's set a small goal first, maybe [-] million."

　The author also sets a small goal, everyone votes for recommendation!
　　


(End of this chapter)