The daily life of Baiyin Dachao

Luo Chen walked into Gotham Bank, leaving the reporter alone standing there, his face changing.

Now she wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.

"Kakkaka!"

A group of reporters and photographers, holding SLR cameras, focused on Jiao Luochen's back and took various photos.

Louise put down her camera, entered the photo album to check the photos she had taken, and whispered: "This man's language is very sharp. I really want to find an opportunity to interview him alone."

"His strength is very similar to Clark's. Could it be that he is also a Kryptonian?"

"No, I want to tell Clark when I go back. Maybe he is the second survivor of Krypton."

What Louise doesn't know yet is that Clark is not the only survivor of Krypton.

After Luo Chen and the vice president entered Gotham Bank, they went through the unfinished procedures in the morning.

Originally, Luo Chen planned to send several tons of gold in a few days and exchange it into US dollars.

But if you don’t have money, you can’t always make golden bean deals.

So after Luo Chen considered it, he decided to first transfer the gold in Batman's private vault into US dollars.

15 billion US dollars is actually enough for him to spend.

After reading books at the Gotham City Public Library for two hours and drawing the design of his villa, Luo Chen had already calculated the approximate budget.

Basically around [-] million US dollars.

This is already a super mansion.

If it is sold after completion, the market price may rise to more than one billion US dollars.

Not to mention Gotham City, if you look at the United States, there are few villas more luxurious than Luo Chen's villa.

After deducting 15 million US dollars from 12 billion US dollars, there is still [-] billion US dollars left. Why is it not enough?

After Luo Chen opened an account at Gotham Bank, the first thing he did was to go to the Rolls-Royce dealership in Gotham City.

First buy a Rolls-Royce Cullinan and drive it.

When the villa is completed, a few Ferraris, Koenigsegg, Pagani and other super sports cars will be arranged and parked in the garage.

A retro classic car is also required to enrich the style of the garage.

Before sunset in the afternoon, Luo Chen successfully mentioned a Rolls-Royce Cullinan.

Generally speaking, luxury cars need to be customized and require a long wait.

Fortunately, the Rolls-Royce dealership had an existing car and it was new, so Luo Chen paid the full price directly.

A Chinese restaurant in Gotham City.

Luo Chen parked the car on the side of the road and prepared to get something to eat.

Before coming to eat, he also went to a coffee shop and paid for his tea.

"Luo Chen, you're here, what do you want to eat today?"

The boss, who is also Chinese, was standing behind the counter watching TV. When he saw Luo Chen coming, he said hello.

"The same old cabbage and pork dumplings, big portions, vinegar with some minced garlic and chili sauce."

"By the way, I want the chili sauce to be from Sichuan."

Luo Chen found a seat by the window and sat down. The ceiling fan above his head rotated slowly, sending a cool breeze.

"Okay, big cabbage and pork dumplings!"

The boss shouted towards the kitchen.

His wife is also an Oriental, and the dumplings she makes are very delicious.

It was still a while before the cabbage and pork dumplings were cooked, so Luo Chen looked up at the TV in the corner of the restaurant.

A host and a middle-aged man with green hair and clown makeup were sitting on the sofa.

The owner of the Chinese restaurant said while wiping the glasses: "Is it true that anyone in Gotham City can be on TV?"

"Isn't this person the clown who has been rumored so terribly recently? A criminal shows up on TV with such swagger, hehe, I can't understand it."

Luo Chen looked at the clown on TV, shook his head and said, "He is not a real clown."

The real clown died under an unknown staircase in the East End in the morning.

The clown on TV is not the clown himself.

But the clown controversy has brewed to this point, and it no longer matters whether the real clown is dead or alive.

He has manifested into the beast in everyone's mind in Gotham City.

As long as you put on the mask and release the evil in your heart, you will be the clown!

Luo Chen smiled and said: "This is Gotham, and there is no lower limit on capital. The clown is popular. It is expected that the TV station will invite the clown to be popular."

The boss shook his head and said: "I can't understand."

Luo Chen turned over the glass, poured himself a cup of buckwheat tea, and said, "You are a capitalist if you understand."

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to today's Gotham Express. Our station has invited a heavyweight guest for you! The little-ugly-"

The host finished his opening remarks to the audience in front of the TV.

The camera advanced and the screen showed a close-up of the clown sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed.

The clown gentlemanly tugged on his tie, folded his suit with both hands, and faced the camera for the first time. He seemed a little nervous and restrained.

The host smiled and asked the clown: "I heard that you are very popular among Gotham citizens recently. Is this true?"

The Joker swallowed, wiped his pale face, and forced a smile: "They like me very much, and I think I can run for the next mayor of Gotham City."

"Hahahahaha..."

The host laughed loudly and said to the TV camera: "He is indeed a clown, he is really funny!"

The clown laughed too.

The host asked again: "Today there was a major robbery at the Gotham Bank in the Diamond District, and there was also an explosion at the police station. What do you think about this?"

The clown glanced at the camera nervously and replied: "I declare responsibility for these two cases."

"Oh?"

The host's eyes lit up.

With such breaking news, the ratings will definitely rise.

Although everyone knows that the bank robbery and the police station bombing are related to the clown, they still like to see the clown admit it personally, don't they?

The host immediately asked: "Can you announce the details of the crime?"

"This one……"

The clown hesitated.

Because he is a fake and did not plan the two shocking crimes at all.

The clown laughed nervously.

"It's not convenient to reveal the specific details," he replied.

The host asked again: "In that case, can you tell us and the viewers in front of the TV why you planned to rob the bank and bomb the police station?"

Faced with this problem, the Joker angrily slapped the armrest of the sofa and immediately roared: "My life savings are stored in the Gotham Bank in the East District, but I went to withdraw them some time ago, but I couldn't get them out!"

"It was useless to call the police. The police from the East District Police Station beat me and sent me to the hospital!"

The host coughed.

"Sorry, I was the one who lost my temper."

The clown loosened his tie and his neck became red and thick.

"After I was discharged from the hospital, I did not give up and chose to continue to seek justice. As a result, Gotham Bank gave me a reply, saying that my money was taken away by bank employees. All of it was taken away!"

"Gotham Bank said it was an employee's personal behavior and had nothing to do with the bank. Now the bank employee has resigned and asked me to ask him for it."

"Do you know? That's my life savings! The money to support my family, the money for my children to go to school, the money for my parents' medical treatment, it's all in it, it's all in it!!!"

The clown, who finally calmed down, roared hysterically at the camera again.

The director on the sidelines made a gesture to ask the host to end the topic.

The host recognized his understanding, nodded, and said, "Let's talk about other things, such as why you are called a clown. Have you ever thought about bringing joy to others before?"

The clown did not follow the host's question and continued to roar angrily: "I later found the bank employee who resigned. Guess what? He's dead! Hahahahaha, yes, he's dead!!"

The host said displeasedly: "Mr. Clown, please cooperate with our filming."

"That's a poor guy. I searched his house and couldn't find any money that belongs to me!" the clown roared.