The stall owner is so handsome.

"The stall owner is so powerful."

"The stall owner is invincible."

"I love you, stall owner, just like a mouse loves rice."

"You are the most handsome stall owner, and everyone worships you as the best in the world."

"..."

After Sun Tao knelt down and called him "Grandpa" three hundred times, he didn't dare to say a harsh word and left in a mess. The two tigers of Dongshan also left.

Countless people began to cheer excitedly.

The most enthusiastic ones were of course the students of Futan University.

They were all very excited and enthusiastic.

"Stall owner?"

Xie Lei was awed.

Could it be that the stall owner was really the eldest brother of some mysterious sect?

He had the strength to beat any soldier king?

So he can handle dozens of security guards in one second?

Moreover, he has established a mysterious organization. The two powerful men are his subordinates. They call him Your Majesty?

A stall owner who was attracted by her beauty explained flatteringly: "Beauty, his name is Zhang Hao, and he has two strange hobbies. The first is that he likes to set up a stall, selling hairbands and accessories. He loses money every day, but he never gets tired of it; the second is that he likes to confess his love to beautiful women, but he has never succeeded. Beautiful women are scared away by him, which is also very funny, but I didn’t expect his martial arts to be so terrifying... In all likelihood, he is a disciple of the ancient martial arts sect, playing the game of the world..."

"I dare not compliment this kind of weirdo."

Xie Lei glanced at Zhang Hao who was still setting up the stall, and turned away without delay.

Disciple of the ancient martial arts sect?

It's really possible.

But, ancient martial arts are useless in the high-tech era.

No matter how high the martial arts are, one shot can knock them down.

Therefore, since the Qing Dynasty was broken through by the Eight-Nation Alliance with guns and cannons, ancient martial arts have completely declined. The competition between countries is all about hot weapons and technological strength.

What's more, I like talented people.

I don't like rude warriors.

I don't like dirty street vendors, even the knights in the game world.

"Zhang Hao, Xie Lei doesn't like you. If you can pick her up this time, I will admire you."

Jiang Baixue watched Xie Lei go away and climbed Zhang Hao's shoulder.

"I don't want to pick her up, don't provoke me."

Zhang Hao said, "But I really want to talk to her."

After that, he stood up and went straight to the bank.

"Oh my God, is this love at first sight? Are you going to pester her? She has clearly rejected you. It's boring to pester her, right?"

Jiang Baixue touched his forehead, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Xie Lei sat gracefully on the sofa in the office, looking at the computer and eating cookies.

In her mind, there kept appearing the scene of Zhang Hao fighting more than 20 security guards, and two strong men lifting a Mercedes-Benz, and then kneeling in front of Zhang Hao and calling him His Majesty.

Who is that person?

What kind of past did he have?

"Beauty, why are you daydreaming in broad daylight? I have been standing in front of you for a long time, and you didn't respond?"

Someone was knocking on the table.

Xie Lei woke up with a start, looked up, and found that it was the stall owner standing in front of her.

She was slightly surprised, and said helplessly: "Didn't I tell you? I will never fall in love with you, you don't have to pester me anymore."

"I never confess to a woman for the second time. So, you can rest assured that I won't bother you. I'm looking for you for something else." Zhang Hao said unhappily.

"What's the matter?"

Xie Lei let out a long breath, and a professional smile appeared on her face.

"I have a physical book that I want to publish. Can you introduce me to a reliable editor?"

Zhang Hao said seriously.

"You want to publish it?"

Xie Lei almost couldn't hold back her laughter, "You don't want to publish your book "I'm a Rich Man Who Loves to Set Up Stalls"?"

"No, no, it's another book that I carefully conceived and wrote in ten years. It will definitely be famous all over the world and become a god with one book."

Zhang Hao said.

"Famous all over the world, become a god with one book? Pfft..."

Xie Lei burst out laughing.

"Ding, the host failed to show off, failure points +1."

Zhang Hao smiled brightly and continued to look at her, "Just tell me, are you willing to help with this?"

"This is the business card of Yang Xiaolan, the editor of Orchid Publishing House. She is very reliable and has a unique vision. I'll give it to you..."

Xie Lei stopped laughing, found a business card and gave it to Zhang Hao.

"Thank you so much."

Zhang Hao said sincerely, "Do you need any help from me? Feel free to ask. I still have some energy."

"Then I really won't be polite."

Xie Lei

She said, "I'm a customer manager. I have a quota for deposits and loans every month. I didn't complete the task last month. Can you help me open an account in my bank and deposit some money?"

"It's a small matter. By the way, your bonus is linked to the amount of deposits you attract, right?"

Zhang Hao said.

"Indeed."

Xie Lei smiled professionally.

For a beauty like me, it's not difficult to attract deposits.

However, the quota given by the higher authorities is also very high.

Otherwise, how could she not complete the task last month?

As for getting Zhang Hao to open an account, she was actually worried that Zhang Hao would not give up, so that he would retreat in shame.

Because how much money can Zhang Hao deposit after opening an account?

Three to five thousand?

Or thirty to fifty thousand?

Then she knew his details, and he couldn't even brag about it.

Naturally, he disappeared in front of her.

Xie Lei quickly opened a card for Zhang Hao and downloaded an APP for him.

Zhang Hao did not delay and immediately operated on his mobile phone, "I have transferred it. By the way, are there any discounts?"

"Discounts? If your funds are over 10 million, then of course there are discounts. If it is over 100 million, the discount is higher. Some of my clients, whose funds are over 1 billion or even several billion, can basically get 5% interest."

Xie Lei looked at Zhang Hao with a playful look on her face.

She wanted to see Zhang Hao's embarrassed expression.

But she was disappointed. Zhang Hao still acted as if nothing had happened. "That's good. Can you help me see how to save this money, regularly, or in some other way?"

"Okay."

Xie Lei started to operate again.

Swipe the card, and then she saw an astronomical number appear in the account: 60,000,000,000.

"11 digits? 60 billion?"

Xie Lei was like being hit by a thunderbolt, and she couldn't move at all.

What happened?

Shouldn't it be 6,000 yuan?

How did it become 60 billion?

Could it be that the system is wrong?

"Mr. Zhang Hao, how much money did you transfer in just now?"

After a long while, Xie Lei came back to her senses and asked tremblingly.

"Sixty billion."

Zhang Hao said, "Isn't it enough to complete the task? Then I'll help you think of a way."

He came to edit the contact information just to get an excuse to thank her. Because Xie Lei indirectly gave him three thousand years of life.

And it doesn't matter which bank the money is placed in?

I didn't lose anything, but she made a profit.

Why not?

"Enough, enough..."

Xie Lei was shocked.

Oh my God, this street vendor is so awesome?

Carefully transferred 60 billion?

Too scary, too cruel.

I really underestimated him.

It turns out that this street vendor is a super rich man?

Who dares to believe this?

"If you deposit for a year, you get 6 points. And if you withdraw, you can use one month, one week, or ten days to calculate the interest..."

Xie Lei's voice became inexplicably gentle, and a trace of awe appeared on her face.

His martial power was amazing, and his financial resources were amazing.

How could such a young man be simple?

"Has he become so gentle? It seems that attracting deposits is very important to her. Then let the hotel's cash flow go to China Bank later."

Zhang Hao muttered in his heart, waiting for the deposit business to be completed.

He left in a chic manner, without even looking at her for a second.

The gratitude was completed.

From then on, there was no connection.

"Brother Hao, take care..."

Xie Lei sent him to the door, and watched Zhang Hao's back go away, and did not take his eyes away for a long time.

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