Fan Jianqiang smiled slightly. Is this man jealous that he is Qi Yuanlan's boyfriend?
Why should a man be so petty?
Qi Yuanlan said displeasedly: "Wan Jun, are you looking down on others? Xiao Fan..."
Fan Jianqiang stopped Qi Yuanlan and said with a smile: "Yuanlan, don't pay attention. Just let him do whatever he wants. I don't need to explain to outsiders who sent the car."
Wan Jun smiled contemptuously and said: "Yes, you really don't need to explain anything to others. No matter who gives it to you, it is impossible to earn it on your own. I have only heard of women asking for support, but I haven't heard of it yet.
You can also ask for support from a man, Qi Yuanlan, the cost you have invested is really not small! However, it is worth the price, this pretty boy is pretty good."
Fan Qianqiang didn't intend to pay attention to him at first, but he didn't expect that he would continue to chase and fight.
Fan Jianqiang sneered: "I just have people to give me gifts. Cars are nothing to give. There are also many people who give houses as gifts, and there are also women as gifts. Are you jealous?"
Wan Jun, the old squad leader, sneered: "I have nothing to be jealous of!"
Fan Jianqiang shrugged: "No need to explain, it's not like we don't have eyes, can't we still see it? You don't need to be jealous, because you are not as good as me in any aspect. There are too many things you need to be jealous of, but
It’s better to save money.”
When I say this, I make it clear that I don’t want to save face!
Wan Jun's expression suddenly changed.
"Kid, what are you so crazy about? Do you think you have the right to be crazy in front of me?"
There was a conflict between them, and people around them heard the noise and came over, asking what was going on.
Fan Jianqiang frowned and said: "You are so unreasonable. Who gave me my car, does it have anything to do with you? You did everything you could in front of so many old classmates in Yuan Lan.
You can belittle me, what do you want to do?"
Wan Jun's mouth showed a contemptuous smile: "What can I do! I just tell the truth."
"Really? Do you think that by belittling me, you will appear more advanced? Aren't you afraid of humiliating yourself?"
Wan Jun's eyes widened: "Stop talking nonsense in front of me! You are just a pretty boy being cared for by a woman!"
Fan Jianqiang also became angry at this time. He was repeatedly belittled by others, and the god was also angry! Since this mad dog refuses to let go, let you become a lost dog!
Fan Jianqiang sneered: "Okay, since you feel good about yourself, I have no choice but to teach you how to be a good person!"
He glanced at Wan Jun with disdain and said: "What are you comparing? You just said it so arrogantly, as if you are better than me in everything. Now at this time, the bank is closed, so we will use this venue to compete."
Compete to see who can withdraw the most cash. The time is limited to two hours! Within two hours, whoever has more cash in front of them will win. The loser must give the cash to the winner.
, how about it? Do you dare to bet? "
With so many people watching, there is no way Wan Jun can back down!
What's more, he didn't think he would lose to such a little kid!
"Wait a minute, you said that, but if one party only takes a thousand dollars and puts it here, it doesn't mean anything if I win!"
Fan Jianqiang said slowly: "The starting price is 10 million. No matter which party loses, even if it is less than 10 million, it will still be lost to the other party according to 10 million. If you don't have enough cash, you can sell your house, car, company, or wife the next day."
We have to raise ten million! How about it? Are you relieved this time?"
"Hahaha, you are looking for trouble! Then you can't blame me! I, Wan Jun, work in logistics. I don't have many things, but more people and more money! The limit of one teller machine is 20,000, and I have 300 employees, which is six
Millions! Our company
There are millions of cash in the safe. Are you competing with me? You will definitely lose!" Wan Jun turned to look at Qi Yuanlan and sneered: "Committee of Literature and Art, this pretty boy of yours is definitely going to lose. You are ready to sell your house.
Let Che pay off his debt!"
Fan Qiangqiang smiled and found a chair to sit down, spread his hands, and said with a faint smile: "Okay, don't waste any more time. It's seven o'clock now. The game will be over before nine o'clock. Why don't you hurry up?"
A class reunion turned into a gambling fight. Everyone who came was in high spirits and felt that their trip was worthwhile.
Qi Yuanlan glanced at Wan Jun who took out his mobile phone to make a call, walked up to Fan Jianqiang with a worried look on his face, and whispered: "Are you sure? Can you beat him?"
Fan Qiangqiang said with a smile: "Don't worry, it's just childishness! This old guy came to my door to be abused by himself, so I just treat it as a night to change my mood."
Qi Yuanlan whispered: "Should I call Director Chen and ask him to mobilize the entire company to withdraw money?"
Fan Jianqiang shook his head and said: "Don't worry, maybe there is no need to trouble everyone, I will make a call first."
Qi Yuanlan hummed, her expression still complicated and worried.
Fan Jianqiang took out his mobile phone and dialed Cheng Leijiang.
"Mr. Cheng, I'm sorry, I have to ask you for help again. I have a small matter. I am making a bet with someone. Who can withdraw more cash before nine o'clock? The party with more will win, and the loser will have to pay compensation.
Ten million, Mr. Cheng, I believe you want to recruit!"
Cheng Leijiang laughed and scolded: "You are just naughty! You have to make such a boring bet before nine o'clock, right? I'll call the bank and send you the money. How much do you want?"
Fan Jianqiang chuckled and flattered him: "Mr. Cheng is still very generous! Then just adjust it to a few hundred million!"
Cheng Leijiang exclaimed: "Fuck you, hundreds of millions! Do you know how high hundreds of millions can be piled up? It's impossible to mobilize the cash inventory of all banks in Mohai within two hours! You kid, I'll try my best
Let me transfer 100 million to you first!"
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The exciting game begins!
Fifteen minutes later, Wan Jun started sending money, but Fan Qianqiang made no move.
Wan Jun didn't have time to laugh at Fan Jianqiang. Someone had to keep an eye on the money, and someone had to record clearly who sent how much to avoid confusion. He found someone to help, but he was also very busy.
On Fan Jianqiang's side, on the other hand, this boy actually ordered a bowl of Cantonese-style fine rice noodles and ate them deliciously.
Wan Jun looked at him like this, as if he had admitted defeat, and became even more excited. No matter how much this kid defaults on his debt, Qi Yuanlan is still here! Ten million may seem like a lot, but for Qi Yuanlan, it should be two sets at most.
Regarding the house, Wan Jun is not afraid of this pair of bad guys and bad guys defaulting on their debts!
Half an hour later, Wan Jun had gathered four million in cash! The pile on the carpet looked particularly spectacular!
An hour later, Wan Jun's company sent cash. With the money sent one after another, it was already 10 million!
Wan Jun lost his composure, looked ferocious, and shouted at Fan Jianqiang, who was sitting calmly on the side: "Young boy! I already have 10 million! What about you? You don't even have a dime in front of you! There's still one hour left! You're going to lose."
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Fan Qiangqiang smiled and said: "Uncle, I remind you, enough is enough. Our bet is that whoever puts more cash here will win, right?"
"That's right!" Wan Jun grinned, smiling brightly.
Fan Jianqiang said calmly: "So, if it is less than 10 million, it will be calculated as 10 million. In other words, if it is more than 10 million, even if you have 50 million here, if I have 50.1 million, it will be mine."
Win, and what you lose is 50 million, so I advise
You'd better restrain yourself to avoid losing too much. When the company's turnover fails and it goes bankrupt, it won't be good. It's not easy for a person of your age to find a job outside, working as a security guard and serving dishes.
People think you are too old, so stop it!"
Wan Jun roared: "I will lose?! Are you drunk? You don't have a dime in front of you now! You will definitely lose!"
Fan Jianqiang shook his head and said: "Oh, if you don't listen to the old man's advice, you will suffer a lot in front of you!"
It's been an hour and a half! It's half past eight!
Money from Wan Jun is still coming in a steady stream. This guy’s connections are quite good. Many friends came over with money, some tens of thousands of yuan, some hundreds of thousands. It’s a shame that they were able to send money in such a short time.
So much raised!
Wan Jun has already raised 18 million! People were talking about it. Seeing that there was only half an hour left, there was no movement from Fan Jianqiang. Many people secretly speculated whether Fan Jianqiang and Qi Yuanlan were planning to default on their debts.
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Just then, there was a noise outside the hotel.
A group of men armed with firearms, wearing bank cashier uniforms and helmets walked in quickly.
Box after box began to be piled inside!
Someone outside exclaimed and ran in, shouting: "There are ten bank security trucks parked outside!"
At this time, a middle-aged man walked in with four or five bodyguards in suits.
Fan Jianqiang couldn't sit still at this time, so he stood up with a smile, because the middle-aged man was Cheng Zonglie, Cheng Leijiang's son, and Cheng Yingjie's biological uncle.
Fan Qiangqiang walked over to greet him politely and said, "Uncle Cheng, why are you here? This is really embarrassing. I made a bet with someone for fun, and even alerted Uncle Cheng to come over."
Cheng Zonglie smiled and said: "Xiao Fan, please don't be so outspoken. We are all our own people. Originally, I didn't need to come, but I heard that you seemed to have a lot of fun, so I came by myself. How about you?"
Who are you angry with?"
"I actually don't know him. He's an old classmate of one of my friends. I was called a soft-boiled pretty boy. I couldn't bear it, so I made a bet with him. By the way, Uncle Cheng, how did you take the bank's cash transport truck?
Everyone has moved here? How much money do you need to bring here?"
Cheng Zonglie smiled and said: "At least 100 million! It should be more than that. The old man called most of the banks and asked them to send the money. The specific amount is not clear, so he shouldn't lose, right?"
Fan Jianqiang laughed and said: "No, he has only raised 18 million, so he will definitely win!"
Cheng Zonglie said: "The old man said that if you lose, he will pay for it no matter how much you lose!"
The cashiers and security guards filed in and put boxes of money on the ground. In less than twenty minutes, the lobby of the hotel was already piled up like a mountain! Compared to Wan Jun's place, it was simply... too bullying.
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Wan Jun's face was ashen and he was trembling all over. He never expected that the other party could even get it from the bank!
Several bank executives came over and reported to Cheng Zonglie one by one. One said 30 million, the other said 20 million, and they were extremely lively. In the end, the total was 150 million in cash!
It’s n times better than Wan Jun’s!
Fan Jianqiang walked up to Wan Jun with a smile on his face, shook his head and sighed: "I have warned you a long time ago to stop when enough is enough, but you refused to listen and lost eight million more for no reason. Why bother!"
Wan Jun shivered and tried to stand up, but his legs were weak and he fell to the ground.
Fan Jianqiang continued to add insult to injury and said: "You still think I'm a pretty boy now, do you? Forget it, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense." He turned around and said to the people in the bank: "Where's the money here?
I still need to trouble you all to send them back. I’m really sorry for the hard work on you today. You let the cashier and the driver come in. I’ll reward each of you with 20,000 yuan. Just treat it like I’m treating everyone to a supper!”
Several bank executives briefly discussed and decided to accept this private gift. Ten cash trucks, including drivers and security guards, forty-five people. Fan Jianqiang personally stepped forward. On Wan Jun's side, each person
They were given two stacks. When these people thanked Fan Jianqiang, Fan Qiangqiang solemnly asked them to thank Wan Jun, which was particularly shameless.
Wan Jun couldn't stand such stimulation, so he asked his subordinates to help him walk away heartbroken.
Eighteen million! The ups and downs of life are so exciting!
Fan Jianqiang finally found a random bank and asked them to leave the money to be counted and send the card to Dongjiao Manor tomorrow.
He took Qi Yuanlan and sent Cheng Zonglie away first. Qi Yuanlan was in a complicated mood, with soft eyes and soft body pressed against Fan Jianqiang.
"How was it? Did you have an exciting day today?" Fan Qiangqiang smiled and put his arm around her shoulders and asked.