The richest man starts from the treasure hunt in the container

Chapter 89 The harvest is always unexpected
"Okay, the observation is over. The starting price of this warehouse is ten dollars, and each time the price is increased by no less than five dollars, the auction begins!"

However, for a long time, no one spoke.

Everyone is not a fool. It can be seen that this warehouse has almost no value.

What catches the eye are the second-hand goods left by others at the door for others to pick up, and even some things should have appeared in the trash can.

That's why the administrator offered a super low price of ten dollars.

He himself felt a little unlucky, the warehouse seemed to be irretrievably lost.

So the administrator turned his attention to Zhu Yu.

This new Chinese man seems to be a rich man.

Will he pay for the warehouse?

"Ten dollars, ten dollars! As long as ten dollars, you can pick up leaks in this warehouse! Maybe there are treasures hidden by the original owner! They always put things in an inconspicuous corner to avoid others' attention..."

The administrator started to spread the word that even if it was auctioned for ten dollars, at least it would save the cost of cleaning the warehouse, wouldn't it?
It costs at least tens of dollars to hire someone to clean up the garbage!

"Okay, ten dollars!" Zhu Yu raised his hand as if he couldn't help it.

"Yo! Did you see that this Chinese man offered ten dollars? Is there any price increase? Ten dollars! Ten dollars! Is there any price increase? Is there any?"

"No more!" The bearded man said impatiently, "Hurry up and end the auction, we have to look at the next warehouse!"

The administrator said helplessly to Zhu Yu:

"Okay, ten dollars, congratulations!"

After paying the money and signing, Zhu Yu has the right to clean up the warehouse.

There were still two warehouses to be photographed, but Zhu Yu didn't follow them.

He felt that his luck was almost used up today.Even in the past, you probably won't be able to find any good things.

When those people left just now, the bearded man showed contemptuous eyes towards Zhu Yu.

Obviously, he felt that Zhu Yu was asking for trouble for paying ten dollars to buy this warehouse!
Zhu Yu didn't care the slightest bit about such an obvious provocation of acting elements, what he cared about was the things under the bedding!
After those people had left, Zhu Yu walked into the warehouse.

The things in this warehouse are so broken that there are no people watching the excitement.

Zhu Yu walked inside, pinched his nose and lifted the bedding, and then his eyes widened!

Under the bedding, there are four stacks of dollars neatly placed!

The one with a face value of one hundred dollars does not look like a new bill, but it is very clean and tidy.

After Zhu Yu just glanced at it, he immediately bent down to pick up the banknote and put it in his pocket.

Afterwards, he thought about it, took out another one, and walked out quickly in disgust.

It seems that even if you stay there for a second longer, you can get a lot of dirt on your body.

Even so, after leaving the warehouse, Zhu Yu already felt itchy all over his body!
I don't know if there are any parasites like lice...

Apparently, this place is indeed the residence of a homeless man, as Zhu Yu guessed earlier.

Just why would this bum keep so much money?
Where did this tramp go?

From the contents of the pot and the towels rolled up on the bed, it can be seen that the people who lived here left in a hurry.

I didn't even eat the food in the pot.

Was it an accident?

Zhu Yu guessed wildly.

At this time, someone came from a distance.

Zhu Yu remembered that this person was one of the bidders just now.

But from beginning to end, he never raised a card.

Looking at the brown-skinned young man's clothes that are not old and not very energetic, he doesn't seem to be a rich man.

Zhu Yu stopped him:

"Hey! Dude, is the auction over there?"

"No." The brown-skinned young man stopped and said, "The auction of one warehouse is over. I didn't get one. There is another warehouse at the end. I think there is no hope, so I plan to go back."

"So, here is a job, do you want to do it?" Zhu Yu pointed to the warehouse behind him.

"What do you mean?" the young man asked puzzled.

"How about you clean it up, put the trash in the right place, and get a hundred dollars?"

Ever since he met that white girl last time, Zhu Yu knew that not all the people who came to participate in the warehouse auction were rich.

Some may not even have a hundred dollars on them!

When the young man heard "one hundred dollars", he hesitated.

To clean or not to clean?
Footsteps came from behind.

The young man nodded immediately:
"I agree!"

"That's good." Zhu Yu put away one hundred dollars, pointed to the front and said:

"I'm going to deal with the things in the NO.17 warehouse. After you clean it, go find me there."

He will not give money first.

Here, you give the money to the young man, and the next step, [-]% of the possibilities, when you come to see, all the things in the warehouse are there, but the young man is gone.

The so-called spirit of contract promoted by capitalists and well-known people is aimed at the premise of strict laws and heavy punishments.

Here, no use.

Zhu Yu returned to the NO.17 warehouse and opened the locked iron door.

Inside is a closed doomsday fortress like an oil tank.

There was another door locked.

Zhu Yu looked at it when he opened his eyes. In this oval space, the thickness of the outer steel plate is more than one centimeter, and ordinary bullets can't penetrate it!
He opened the door and got in.

As soon as people entered, the lights came on.

The cans on the item shelf are still within the warranty period. As for the gun, Zhu Yu looked at it, M24, M16, Glock 17, and the bullets are all matched.The gun in the magazine is a large-caliber Sand Eagle, the kind that most people don't use.

He picked up the binoculars on the table and looked at them, only to find that they were equipped with night vision!

This thing is not cheap!

Picking up the knife and playing with it in his hand, Zhu Yu put away the one that felt the most comfortable.

Keep this stuff for yourself!

Zhu Yu felt that this doomsday fortress alone could sell for tens of thousands of dollars!
He went out, locked the door, and called Old John.

"What did you say? Fortress of Doom? Where did you go?"

Old John felt that Zhu Yu was really capable of tossing around!

I just set up a freight yard before, and now I am running to open a warehouse.

Even opened a doomsday fortress?

But thinking about the things that Zhu Yu opened before, Old John felt that the next time Zhu Yu opened a missile, he would not be surprised!

"... There are four guns inside, hundreds of rounds of ammunition, the models are... There is a generator, a night vision device, a set of batteries... The entire fortress is welded with steel plates more than one centimeter thick... ..."

After Zhu Yu explained the parameters of the Doomsday Fortress, Old John pondered for a few seconds before saying:

"Well, I do have people here who are interested in this thing. Such a good thing, I don't think that guy Oakley will humiliate him!
You wait for the call!"

Zhu Yu put away the phone, and saw the brown-skinned young man running over.

"Hello! The warehouse is finished, can you go and have a look?"

Zhu Yu didn't expect this guy to be so fast, he nodded and walked over.

Sure enough, the warehouse was cleaned up very clean, and the things inside were thrown away.

"You won't throw things around?" Zhu Yu asked.

"No, no, no." The brown-skinned young man pointed to the outside and said:

"I called two helpers, and together they threw the things into the big dumpster across the road outside. There are still some things left, and the homeless are leaving."

"Well, I believe you." Zhu Yu locked the door, took out a hundred dollars and handed it to the young man, "You have a bright future, come on, young man!"

The young man was stunned for a moment, but after receiving the hundred dollars, he said excitedly:
"Thank you!"

Then turned around and ran away.

Zhu Yu went to the administrator to hand over the key to the No. 17 warehouse, and then received a strange call.

When he connected, he was thinking, how much can this Oakley pay?
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　　Although I know that this result is not recommended, but I still can't help but look forward to it, what if there is a surprise?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)