Merry local special forces

On the third day after his rebirth, Yang Jun's phone rang, and only after he got through did he realize that it was the birthday of a buddy who had a good relationship with Yang Jun in college, and asked Yang Jun to attend his birthday party.

At that time, Yang Jun thought to himself that although he didn't know anyone, beauties are indispensable in such a large party, so he immediately agreed.

Since I'm going to a party tomorrow, as a rich man, I have to wear some outfits. I opened a few bank cards from the bedside, called my mother and asked for the password, and went shopping in the parking lot with a red limited edition Ferrari.

Yang Jun was wearing a pair of flip-flops, and he deliberately cut off the toe of the right toe. He was wearing a pair of dark blue jeans. It was tattered, and the T-shirt on the upper body had been cut off by him on the right sleeve, revealing a white shoulder, and the hair was intentionally made into a chicken coop.

There is no other reason, if you want to become a local tyrant, you must first become a local!

Arriving at the bank, as soon as he entered the lobby of the bank, he attracted the attention of everyone in the lobby. In the eyes of everyone, Yang Jun was dressed like a beggar. What made people angry was that this beggar actually came to the bank to beg.

Yang Jun didn't care about the gazes of these people, but he didn't realize that his outfit was not dirt, but almost like a beggar, as long as he smeared a few dusts on his clean face, he was completely a beggar.

At this time, the security guard who was on patrol saw Yang Jun, his expression darkened, and he hurried over to stop Yang Jun.

"Go away, go away, go outside to beg, don't bother the customers of the bank!"

Your sister, do you think I'm a beggar?Lao Tzu is a rich man.

"Hey,,, hello,,, I have something to do when I go in!" As he said, he took out the bank card in his pocket and showed it to the security guard.

The security guard looked at the bank card in Yang Jun's hand, then looked Yang Jun up and down, and said, "Go in."

Yang Jun entered the hall and lined up. While queuing up, some people deliberately kept a distance from Yang Jun.

After queuing for a while, ten minutes passed, and finally it was Yang Jun's turn.

Yang Jun came to the counter and sat down, showing what he thought was an intoxicating smile to the beautiful counter clerk.

The beautiful counter clerk gave Yang Jun a contemptuous look, seeing that his clothes looked like a beggar, and the disheveled hair on his head looked like a chicken coop. The beautiful counter clerk, who is a white-collar worker, felt very disdainful. .

"Beauty, help me find out how much money is in it!" Yang Jun took out the bank card from his pocket and put it into the portal.

The beautiful teller was afraid that the card would get her hands dirty, so she just picked up a corner of the bank card and put it into the machine.

Yang Jun saw all of this.

"Please enter the password!" A voice sounded from the cipher machine.

"Di, di, di..." Yang Jun entered the password on it and pressed the confirm button.

At this time, the beautiful teller thought to herself, how much money can a beggar have?A thousand or a few hundred yuan was paid back to him. This day’s begging is not only 20 yuan, but also the basic necessities of food, clothing, housing and transportation. There is only a few yuan that can be saved on this day. At the top of the day, it only costs a hundred or so yuan. Picking up this card, I still feel that my aunt's hands are dirty.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help giving Yang Jun another contemptuous look, but the contempt is nothing but contempt, the work still needs to be done, and she looked at the computer with a look of disdain, and the result displayed on it was far from what she imagined A series of numbers dazzled her eyes, and an unbelievable thought arose in her heart. If she was not in a working state, she would unconditionally believe that this was an illusion.

But she clearly knew that everything before her was not an illusion, but a reality, a fact more real than pearls!

Squinting those greedy eyes, he carefully counted the numbers displayed on the computer, his fingers still pointing on the screen.

"One, ten, one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand, one hundred thousand, one million, ten million, one hundred million..."

The beautiful counter clerk stared at the computer, counted and counted, as if she didn't believe it, she counted again.

Nine digits, yes, indeed nine digits!

She took a deep breath, her heart pounding, five hundred million, five hundred million!

God, this is the first time she has seen so much money.

Finally, she looked at Yang Jun without the disdain just now.

Yes, just more passion, envy and flattery.

She never imagined that the man dressed like a beggar in front of her was actually a billionaire.

Could this billionaire be pretending?

Or enjoy being a poor man?

Could it be that he has nothing to do?

……

None of this is important, the important thing is that she actually despised this billionaire just now, and acted like a haughty, arrogant, arrogant and proud person, recalling her embarrassing scene, she wished she could get into the hole right away , or just buy a piece of tofu and hit the wall to die, and there is no face to go out to meet people anymore.

But these are just psychological reactions, and the psychological pressure of the beautiful teller can bear these reactions for the time being, but she couldn't figure out from the beginning to the end, why the billionaire in front of her was dressed like this.

Although she couldn't figure it out, she still managed to show an extremely flattering smile and said, "Sir, you still have a balance of 5 million yuan in your card. May I help you?"

Seeing that the attitude of the beautiful counter clerk was completely different from the one just now, Yang Jun showed a half-smile and said, "Is there any special service?!"

The pretty counter clerk's face turned red. She knew that special services meant that some hotels and hotels called chickens, but she still said awkwardly: "I'm sorry sir, we don't provide special services here!"

Seeing the embarrassment on the other side's face, Yang Jun had avenged her for despising himself just now, grinning and said: "Haha, you're just kidding, give me 200 million!"

"Okay, sir, please wait a moment!" The pretty teller had a 'relieved' look on her face, it wouldn't be good if this billionaire dressed like a beggar asked her something embarrassing up.

Because Yang Jun is a billionaire, the bank also tried his best to cooperate with Yang Jun's withdrawal request. In just 5 minutes, a hill made of RMB was piled up on the counter in front of Yang Jun. ten thousand yuan.

When many people in the bank looked down on Yang Jun when Yang Jun entered the door, they all showed a dumbfounded expression after seeing the hill made of RMB piled up in front of Yang Jun.The person they despise is a millionaire with a small fortune!

Although 200 million is not a lot in this era, it is still a lot. It is enough to buy a house, and at least it will save many years of struggle.

Among the many people in the lobby, most of them are unit workers, small white-collar workers, wage earners or some college students. Many of them have never received so much money.Seeing Yang Jun propose so much money at once, those contemptuous gazes suddenly turned into envy and passion.

They also didn't expect that a person who looks like a beggar has so much money, which is really enviable.

In order to prevent beggars from begging and harass the customers in the bank, the security guard who was on patrol, from the moment Yang Jun entered the hall to line up, his eyes would turn to Yang Jun at short intervals.

When he saw that Yang Jun had so much money, his eyeballs almost fell out. As a security guard, he only earns two to three thousand a month. Maybe he won't be able to earn that much as a security guard for a lifetime. Rich!

In addition to being full of envy, jealousy and hatred, he also told himself in his heart that the money might not belong to that beggar, but he obtained it illegally by means of deceit and abduction.

At this time, Yang Jun didn't care to pay attention to everyone's gaze, he was thinking, haha, since I want to be a local tyrant, then I will be a local!

Thinking of this, in his bulging pocket, he took out a white sack filled with cement. Because Yang Jun picked up this sack by the side of the road, there were still many cement stains on it. I patted the stains on it, making the place full of smoke and dust, but now no one dares to laugh at Yang Jun or give Yang Jun a contemptuous look, because they don't have the qualifications yet!

Throwing all the 200 million RMB into the bag, he grinned, "Haha, go shopping for clothes!" After packing the money, Yang Jun stood up, muttering happily, and put the sack on his back. Carrying, preparing to leave the bank!

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