"How much do you want!?"

As if seeing hope, Si Yihang's eyes lit up and he stared straight at Wen Siyu.

Wen Siyu was really talking nonsense: "At least give me one or two million?"

"Okay!" Si Yihang said firmly, "I'll give you the money!"

Wen Siyu's first reaction was: This child is only 4 years old and hasn't even gone to kindergarten yet. He probably doesn't know numbers, let alone money!

Isn't he afraid that he has some misunderstanding about one or two million?

"The password is 6 zeros!"

No one can use such a simple password!

Wen Siyu chuckled and pushed Ultraman's ATM machine to its owner: "Open it yourself!" Don't blame Wen Siyu again when the money is short.

drop--

With the crisp sound of fingerprint unlocking, Ultraman's ATM machine "clicked" to unlock. Si Yihang opened the door of the machine very skillfully, and the red banknotes slipped out one by one.

Quite a lot!

But one million means ten thousand 100-yuan bills. Even if such a small piggy bank is full, it will not be enough.

"The minimum guarantee is 1 million, not even a hair less!" Wen Siyu deliberately said harshly.

Si Yihang didn't panic at all: "Okay!"

Pushing aside the heavy red hundred-dollar bills, Si Yihang seemed to be looking for something.

The pink little mouth opened and closed, mumbling: "Where did it go? I remember it existed here! It shouldn't be..."

Suddenly, when his chubby hand caught something, his eyes lit up, and he shouted with joy: "Found it, hee hee!"

When Wen Siyu took the piece of paper, he still looked disdainful: "What?"

"Ah!?" Wen Siyu's expression turned into shock. She stared at the piece of paper over and over again, and even rubbed her eyes in disbelief, "Two-two million..."

That's right! Wen Siyu is holding a check for two million yuan at this moment!

I know his family is rich, but is this too rich?

A 4-year-old child, in addition to pouring out a pile of hundred-dollar bills, can easily take out a check for two million!

After thinking about the original owner's bank card, the balance was only three digits.

Sure enough, there is no word "easy" in the world of the poor!

Wen Siyu's heart was bleeding, and she felt like crying without tears.

Seeing this, Si Yihang thought he didn't have enough money, so he hurriedly pulled out a few more checks and handed them to Wen Siyu one by one: "I have several more checks like this! As long as you agree to leave my father, I can give you all of these.

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As Si Yihang said, he pulled out seven more checks, the smallest denomination was 500,000, and the largest denomination was 5 million!

The eight checks added up to over 10 million!

If he gets this money and deducts the 5 million liquidated damages for the show, Wen Siyu will still have 5 million left, and he can definitely be popular and drink spicy food!

Just as she was immersed in the dream of getting rich, a rapid ringtone rang on her cell phone. Wen Siyu lowered her head and saw that it was a voice call from Mr.S!

Mr.S is none other than the biological father of the super-rich young master in front of him - Si Moyan!

After adding WeChat, Wen Siyu did not set any notes, and Si Moyan's WeChat nickname was Mr.S.

The moment he saw the caller ID, Si Yihang was subconsciously afraid. The word "no" came to his lips but it was too late. Because Wen Siyu had quick eyes and quick hands and answered the call at the speed of light.
Chapter completed!