The blow to Zhang Yang this time will definitely exceed the 10 billion US dollars that the little smart program monk showed him last time. Although the 10 billion US dollars is many times more than these millions of RMB, there is a fundamental difference.
, it is impossible for me to get that money, and these millions are already in my hands, and I will give them away as soon as my head gets hot...
When Zhang Yang walked out of the alley and touched the twenty thousand yuan in his trouser pocket, he felt a little relieved. Fortunately, he had kept the twenty largest chips.
It was already one o'clock in the morning, but the bookstore was still open. Of course, Zhang Yang wanted to go in and say hello to the old man.
"How was your first day at work?" The old man seemed to be deliberately waiting for Zhang Yang to get off work.
"Fortunately, I won more than seven million..." Zhang Yang was dejected and felt a stab of pain in his heart.
"Ah...ahem...more than seven million, where's the money?" The old man who was lying down suddenly sat up, his eyes flashing with golden light. Obviously, the figure of seven million stimulated him. Although he
He has been working as a killer all his life, but after retiring, he will only get an annual salary of several hundred thousand, and he will not have more than 70 years left after spending 7,788,000 yuan. More than 7 million yuan is not a small amount for him.
"Here." Zhang Yang handed 20,000 yuan to the old man depressedly.
"Is this seven million? Damn it, you thought it was 30,000 yuan!" The old man swung the 20,000 yuan and cursed.
"It's divided..." Zhang Yang sighed.
"..."
After Zhang Yang's long and painful explanation, the old man finally figured out the whole story with his mouth wide open.
"Hey, I'm completely speechless to you. They have divided more than seven million yuan, so you won't have any objection if I divide eight thousand yuan, right?" The old man shook his head and sighed, and counted out two thousand yuan from a stack of banknotes and another stack of banknotes.
Say it to Zhang Yang.
"..."
Zhang Yang looked at the old man dumbfounded and speechless.
"Let's go, let's go. The old man is going to bed. Hey...how can I sleep?" The old man waved his hand with a depressed look on his face and chased Zhang Yang away like a fly.
Gosh!
After being driven out by the old man, Zhang Yang looked at the starry night sky and wanted to find a secluded place to cry bitterly.
Woo hoo... It seems that he can only find comfort from Liu Biao. Zhang Yang believes that Liu Biao will comfort him. Now, Zhang Yang desperately needs someone to pat his shoulder gently and say, brother, there is still a chance.
There will be many drops!
At this time, the hospital was quiet, and Zhang Yang sneaked into Liu Biao's ward secretly.
"Haha, you are indeed here."
"Ah...what?" As soon as Zhang Yang opened the door, he saw several wounded people lying on the bed in high spirits. As soon as Zhang Yang came in, several people immediately sat up.
"I heard you won money." Liu Biao smiled happily.
"Yes, yes..." Zhang Yang couldn't help but grab his trouser pocket, and suddenly realized that his decision to run to the hospital for comfort was wrong.
"Sit here."
"Oh... I'm fine. I just came to see if you're okay. If you're okay, I'll leave first..." Zhang Yang took a step back, and now it seems it's too late to regret.
"Damn it, you can still walk. Brothers, surround us!" Liu Biao waved his hand. When his elder brother spoke, the wounded men lying on the bed immediately jumped out of bed like wolves and tigers and dragged Zhang Yang to Liu Biao's bed.
side.
Soon, the twelve thousand yuan hidden in Zhang Yang's trouser pocket was found.
"Haha, I really won money. I thought Brother Qiang lied to me. Count... one, two, three... Wow haha, 12,000, I'm getting rich, I'm getting rich..." Liu Biao laughed, obviously
, that Xiaoqiang didn’t tell him how much Zhang Yang won.
"Actually, I won more than seven million..." Zhang Yang couldn't help it. It was more painful for him to control himself than to give away seven million.
"Seven million……"
The guys in the ward all looked blank.
Zhang Yang once again spent a lot of time explaining the matter, and Liu Biao went from being surprised at the beginning to being angry at the end. When he heard that Zhang Yang gave away the seven million, he almost burst into tears.
"Oh my god, seven million is gone, seven million is gone... you, you... get out of here!" Liu Biao became more and more angry as he spoke, and hit Zhang Yang hard on the head several times.
"I'm out, I'm out...ahem...that money..." Zhang Yang looked pitifully at the twelve thousand in Liu Biao's hand.
"Fuck, you still want money, by the way, it should be 20,000, and there are 8,000 left?" Liu Biao asked, throwing the money into his palm a few times.
"The old man from the bookstore took it away." Zhang Yang said with a sad face.
"I said, old man, you are too cruel. I took 8,000...here it is for you. Get out of here. I'll make you upset." Liu Biao counted ten bills and handed them to Zhang Yang.
"Ah...ahem..."
"What a fool, the old man has already received eight thousand, and we, a group of wounded people, cannot get much... Don't be unhappy, settle the score with me, and you will be killed. In the past three years, I have been very popular with Brother Biao. Drink
It’s spicy. I’ll split the 7 million in dividends and give it to anyone. It’s fair to say. Do you want it? Don’t get it..."
"I want I want……"
Zhang Yang took Qian Yangyang and ran away in a flash. He knew Liu Biao's character very well, and he couldn't save Qian Yangyang even with a few verbose words.
Carrying a thousand oceans, Zhang Yang is no longer suffering from the seven million, because those seven million are already an unreachable memory, and now, what makes Zhang Yang suffer is the twenty thousand oceans, a thick two
The stack of banknotes turned into a thin thousand yuan. This psychological gap is huge.
At first, after being stimulated by the seven million, I thought that twenty thousand was not much, but now I realized that compared with the remaining one thousand oceans, twenty thousand is too much...
Drink away your sorrows!
It was already two o'clock in the morning. Zhang Yang was wandering on the street depressedly. Finally, he decided to go to the most unique Duck Bawang in C City for shopping. Zhang Yang liked to eat Duck Bawang's duck heads the most, but the consumption there was not very high.
, it’s still a bit too much for a student like Zhang Yang.
Zhang Yang swore that when he got rich, he would have a good meal at Duck Overlord, eat duck heads and throw them away, drink one bottle of beer and pour another...
Of course, Zhang Yang still didn't eat one, throw one away, and drink one bottle. This dream cannot be realized for the time being. However, Zhang Yang still vowed that next time he won 7 million, he would definitely eat one, throw two, and drink one bottle.
Two bottles!
He was really drinking to drown his sorrows. After spending sixty-five yuan alone, Zhang Yang was already a little dizzy. It was already four o'clock in the morning, and he didn't bother to go to school, so he plunged into the "Zero Distance"
"Bar.
As soon as I turned on the computer and logged into QQ, a bald man riding a motorcycle appeared on the computer, which shocked Zhang Yang.
"Boy, let's go!" The little monk pulled him up to the sky and looked like he wanted to kill someone.
"What's the matter?"
"Let me tell you, I have already taken away the 10 billion US dollars, so don't think about becoming a billionaire. Grandma, I am unlucky to meet you. I have been deducted more than 100 million in liquidated damages... ugh
, I'm worried about you, I'm afraid you'll find a way to take away the money. I've been thinking about it for a while, but it's safer to leave it here alone. Hehe, goodbye, oh... You don't need to see me. Xiaona and you are not the same person.
People of this level..."
"..."
Zhang Yang, who had drunk a little wine, stood up in a rage, and a smart program beat him down. It was unbearable, but what was unbearable! Unfortunately, when Zhang Yang stood up in anger and was about to go crazy, the little monk had already
It disappeared without a trace.
"***, I'm going to smash my computer if I don't leave!" Zhang Yang cursed and sat down again.
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