After all, it is the eldest brother of a street, and it is in a prosperous area like Bolan Street.
As soon as the safe was opened, the three million principal was returned. Not only that, but there was also an additional three hundred and seventy thousand in interest.
"Only three hundred and seventy thousand?"
Shabiao was dissatisfied: "Eight people share it, and each person is less than 50,000 yuan. Damn it, this little money is enough for you!"
But Dasha was very content and happily accepted his share: "We are in jail. Do you think we are really just hanging out in the world? Tens of thousands of dollars a night is enough to go to Macau and gamble until dawn! What else are you dissatisfied with?"
of."
Stupid think about it too.
Brother Wu was strongly dissatisfied.
He asked someone to pick up Xianshi, who had been beaten into a human shape, and punched the opponent's abdomen one after another.
Amidst Xianyu's desperate and painful screams, he said coldly: "Where is the money?"
The blind snake was stunned for a moment, then shrugged and ignored it.
Numbers help add money, brother, I’ve heard of it!
He is famous for not recognizing people but money. As long as he has money, he seems to be able to kill even his own father.
Tens of thousands of yuan can satisfy the appetites of people like them, but for Brother Qian, it is not above or below the standard, and I am afraid it will be painful to death.
Several companions all thought about this problem and unanimously chose to ignore it.
They have already started discussing where to go for a while.
As for the three million?
They are not fools. Knowing that this time is likely to be a test, of course they will take it seriously.
They had decided long ago that they would send the money to the full house later.
Only by doing things well can you enjoy yourself!
…
Early the next morning, Uncle Da had just gotten up and was sitting on the toilet taking a nap when he heard Dongdong knocking on the door.
"Come, come, who is it? It's so early in the morning!"
Uncle Da wiped the paper and got up.
The thirteenth girl in the small bedroom raised her head sleepily: "Dad, who is it?"
"I don't know, why did you get up?" Uncle Da was surprised.
"Waiting to go to the toilet! If you don't come out, I will kick you out!" Thirteenth sister said angrily.
"Hey, I got up too early, I'm a little sleepy! I'll open the door, I'll open the door!"
Uncle Da explained with a smile and walked into the entrance hall with his slippers on.
"Who is it?"
As soon as the door opened, Uncle Da was stunned.
What was outside the door was not the neighbor he had guessed, or the property newspaper or something like that.
Instead, there was a fat man with oily hair and a thin face.
"Who are you?" Uncle Da asked confused.
The fat man smiled broadly and said hurriedly: "Is this Mr. Cui Da?"
"I am!"
Uncle Da nodded.
No one has called this name for many years.
The fat man smiled with a smile on his face, rubbed his hands and said: "That's right, I am the business manager of Mongkok Sanyuan Bank. My name is Wang Jingjing. It was around two o'clock last night. You transferred three million to our bank account."
Hong Kong dollar.
In order to provide the best service to customers, the store specially sent me here to inquire. I wonder what arrangements Mr. Cui has for this money?
If you don’t need it for the time being, why not try our bank’s recent financial packages? Wow, the benefits are so good. Last month, an old lady from Saigon sold 10 million yuan, and she made a profit in one month..."
"Stop, stop, stop!"
Uncle Da was so confused by what he said that he quickly shouted to stop.
"You may have made a mistake. I don't have three million at all."
The fat man was stunned for a moment, took two steps back and looked at the house number, and then said, "Is this South Building 101B?"
Uncle Da was surprised: "That's right!"
‘“Are you also Mr. Cui Da?”
"What's there to be suspicious of?"
"Then there is absolutely no mistake, it's you!" The little fat man smiled again. "Sir, if you have concerns about aggressive financial products, you might as well consider being conservative..."
The little fat man was obviously a qualified account manager. As he said this, he was about to walk into the house.
Uncle Da pushed him out.
"Hey, I'm warning you, don't play tricks on me. I've eaten so much salt in my life and seen so many liars. Where are you now?
Now go away, I will pretend nothing happened and don’t mess with me again."
Uncle Da glared and said loudly: "Do you think my brother Hong Xing is a vegetarian?"
"Hong...Hong Xing?"
The little fat man was startled. He wanted to say something more, but when he saw Uncle Da looking like he was about to eat someone, he reluctantly gave up his plan to pester him.
"Okay, I'll leave now, but sir, you can really think about it..."
"Let's go!"
Uncle Da yelled.
The little fat man took a puff of smoke and ran to the corridor, then disappeared in the blink of an eye.
As long as the greasy figure could not be seen at all, Uncle Da let out a sigh of relief. When he was about to close the door, he suddenly found that there was another person standing in front of him like a telegraph pole.
This guy didn't say a word from beginning to end. He was just like a person watching the show next to him. His presence was so low that Uncle Da subconsciously ignored him.
"Hello? Why don't you leave yet?"
The man's deliberately intimidating expression towards the uncle disappeared from time to time, and he took out a bankbook from his arms: "Mr. Cui Da, I am entrusted by someone to hand over this lottery prize to you!"
"Lottery prize?"
Uncle Da was stunned for a moment, remembering what the little fat man said just now, he quickly took the bankbook over, opened it and saw three million shining brightly on it.
His heart suddenly started beating loudly.
He clutched the bankbook tightly, his lips trembling a little.
"What is going on? This money is not mine!"
"I don't know anything else. I only know that someone took a lottery ticket and exchanged the prize in your name at the lottery center. After paying 20% personal income tax, I got exactly three million yuan in cash.
It’s here!”
The man nodded slightly: "Since the bankbook has been delivered, I will take my leave!"
"Wait a minute!"
Uncle Da let him go and asked, "What on earth is going on?"
"Sir, I'm just a client lawyer, I don't know anything else, that's all!"
The man calmly said the last sentence, turned around and disappeared from the uncle's sight.
Uncle Da was still feeling dizzy until he closed the door and sat on the sofa.
He looked at the series of astonishing numbers on the bankbook over and over again, feeling like he was in a dream.
Three million!
Three million fell from the sky!
The Thirteenth Sister walked out of the bathroom and was drowsily preparing to go back to sleep when she suddenly saw her father sitting on the sofa in a daze, as if his whole body had gone numb.
Out of curiosity, I walked over.
"Dad, what are you talking about?"
"Xiaoxiao, Thirteen, I'm getting rich, I'm getting rich, three million!"
Uncle Da happily waved his bankbook, his face glowing with excitement.
Thirteenth sister frowned: "What three million?"
She walked over and grabbed the bankbook, and her eyes widened the next moment.
"Three million! Dad, are you rich?"
Just as Uncle Da was about to speak, the door was knocked again.
The father and daughter became nervous instantly. They looked at each other. The thirteenth sister turned around and hid the bankbook under the quilt and hurriedly returned to the room.
Uncle Da nervously grabbed a glass and then moved towards the door.