People are weird, my girlfriend burned 100 million yuan for me

Chapter 28 Two Great Talents
The man who was aggressive just now changed his expression instantly after hearing Bai Haibo's explanation.

A tanned rough face twisted into a chrysanthemum, said with a big grin.

"Okay! Good smoking! A child should be so energetic!"

"Isn't it fun? You still have it in the car!"

Guan Cai ignored the man's trickery, and said to Bai Haibo with a serious face.

"Boss Bai, get ready."

"We have to burn all these ghost notes at once!"

After Guan Cai finished speaking, she pointed at the big white circle that she had drawn earlier.

Both Bai Haibo and the leading man gasped involuntarily.

Obediently!What does this sister want to do? !

You want to burn all five carts of money at once?
Isn't this bullshit?

That big brother is called Xu Jiayin, who speculates in real estate below, and owes two trillion yuan?

Or Jia Yueting, who built cars below, went bankrupt?
How much money do you have to owe to burn so much money? !

Will this cause inflation?

"Then Miss Guan, why don't we think twice, there are too many of these, and the workers can't bear it!"

Bai Haibo dissuaded him, he had been in this business for more than ten years, and he had never seen such a burning paper.

Unexpectedly, Guan Cai raised her eyebrows when she heard the words, and said firmly.

"I will make up the money and burn it."

Bai Haibo gritted his teeth, stop talking, burn it!

He picked up the loudspeaker again and shouted at the top of his voice. "There are all of them, unload! Enter the circle!"

When Bai Haibo gave an order, all the unloading workers started to move.

He moved boxes of money into the circle that Guan Cai had drawn in advance.

"Miss Guan, you can only burn so much for the time being, we will continue to burn as we burn later!"

"Okay! Be careful, the fire will explode later."

Guan Cai stepped forward, took a deep breath, and lit a box of money.

Then let Wen Xin mobilize her grievances to control the scope of the fire while keeping the flames alive.

As the fire gradually increased, a large number of dark money in the circle burned quickly!

As the billowing black smoke rises, at the end of Song Dynasty in a strange world, I feel my eyelids become heavy.

Between closing and opening his eyes, he saw the scene in reality.

After seeing the scene in reality, Song Mo nodded very satisfied.

very good!energetic!
Guan Cai is indeed my patron father!
Even such a showy operation as half-hanging money can be done!

Song Mo watched the spectacular scene in reality for a while, then slowly woke up.

As soon as he woke up, he shouted to Bai Rong beside him.

"Run! It's time to pay!"

Then Song Zhong ran away, he still underestimated Guan Cai's arrogance.

To actually burn five and a half hanging banknotes, this small warehouse may really be unbearable!
Bai Rong at the side also suddenly realized something after hearing the roar, and dragged Hong Zhu to run outside.

While running, Bai Rong caught sight of the bald Biao who was dozing on the bed.Unable to bear it, he slapped the dazed bald Biao awake.

"Biaozi, run! It's too late if you don't run!"

"Money is falling from the sky!"

The bald-headed Biao was sleepy with a dazed look on his face.

run?
Where are you going?

Why run?
What happened?

what money?Is Bai Rong crazy? !

Bald Biao muttered in his mouth, and continued to lie down in a daze.

But when he saw the ceiling, his sleepy eyes suddenly widened.

What the hell!

Did TD pay? !

However, whose money is thrown down in boxes and boxes! !

Song Zhong, who had run out a long time ago, looked at the warehouse full of bricks with satisfaction.

This is his confidence to buy the whole of Linjiang!
Now I am worth hundreds of millions, and Wen has Bai Rong, and Wu has Biaozi...

etc?What about Biaozi? !
"Bai Rong, where's Biao Zi?! You didn't call him out?"

"Eh...he, didn't he come out..."

"It's okay, boss, it shouldn't kill you. I tried it last time..." After about two hours, the rain of money bricks in the warehouse stopped.

And the bald Biao who was buried under the money brick had already struggled to get out of the money pile.

When he turned his head and saw piles of banknotes scattered in the warehouse, Bald Biao's feet went limp, and he knelt down in front of the piles of red banknotes.

While pawing at Qian Shan with blank eyes, he kept muttering to himself.

"Money... a lot of money..."

The younger brother at the side rushed up to help him, but he couldn't help the bald Biao who was limp.

Some younger brothers are even more outrageous than Bald Biao.

After seeing the money mountain, he knelt on the ground and cried, only hating why the money was not his own.

How much did their company earn after so many years of hard work, and it is still a gray industry?

Compared with what is in front of me, it is not a drop in the bucket!
For an instant.

Their values, perceptions, etc., are constantly being violently impacted, like a boat on the sea in a heavy rainstorm, rocking constantly.

On the other hand, Bai Rong was not surprised. He had already seen this scene when the Ping An Hotel was bought by Song Zhong.

"Go and get Bald Biao up. Let him arrange for someone to check how many banknotes there are in total."

Song Mo gave instructions to the only calm Bai Rong, while he lay down leisurely on the grand master's chair.

Bai Rong bowed to Song Zhong, turned his head and strode forward, pulling his bald head up.

"Get up, don't be ashamed, count the money for the boss."

"Do good things for the boss in the future, there will be more opportunities to make money, and your benefits will definitely be indispensable."

The bald boy was jerked up and gradually became calm.

But his eyes were still full of greed and envy.

It's nice to have so much money!
When can I change from counting money to asking people to count money? !
I will try my best to score a goal then!Isn’t it good for hot girls on yachts and wake babes every day? !

While thinking enviously, Bald Biao ordered his younger brother to count how much money was in the warehouse.

After the bald-headed Biao was busy for a while, the bald-headed Biao rushed to Song Shengsheng to report.

"Boss, I counted it, a total of two trillion!"

Bald Biao's voice trembled a little, he had never seen so much money in his two lifetimes!
But Song Mo was very indifferent, the money was actually like waste paper in his eyes, as much as he wanted.

A lot of money is not important, too much will become a problem instead.

What should be done now is to solve a lot of troubles in front of him and convert the money into Song Zhong's property!
Looking at Qian Shan, who was full of warehouses in front of him, Song Zhong waved at Bald Biao.

"Biaozi, come here!"

"Let's put the money in and let's buy Lotus Bank."

"How can a qualified entrepreneur not have his own bank."

The bald-headed Biao nodded, and yelled at his younger brothers who were stabbing dragons and tigers.

"Brothers! Put money in a box, put a car in a box! People are in the car, the car is in the car, people are in the car, the car is lost and people die!"

"Swear to follow Brother Song to the death!"

Just as Bald Biao roared excitedly.

However, Song Zhong slapped his bald head with a "slap", which directly interrupted his words.

Song Mo looked at Bald Biao with some resentment, and said earnestly.

"Biaozi, from now on we will be a regular company. Don't always be brothers and big brothers. We must have rules. When you shout, you have to call your colleagues!"

"Otherwise, what do others think of our company? Formal, formal, understand?"

"Yes, yes, listen to the orders of the elder brother!"

Unexpectedly, there was another "snap!", and the bald Biao was staggered by Song Zhong.

"Call me boss." "Yes! Boss!"

Song Zhi nodded with satisfaction and then got into his Bentley.

With the roar of the engine, the vast convoy drove towards Lotus Bank.

Looking at the sluggish scene of Lotus Bank, Song Mo couldn't help feeling a little bit emotional.

After Xu Jianghai's death, various negative news appeared in Lotus Bank, and a large amount of savings was lost.

Until now, it is already on the verge of bankruptcy.

Now even the welcome guests at the door are empty.

However, this also just gave Song Zhong the opportunity to acquire Lotus Bank without any effort!
Song Mo thought to himself, his motorcade stopped neatly at the entrance of Lotus Bank.

As soon as he parked the car, dozens of young men in vests trotted forward, lined up in two rows in front of his car, and bowed deeply.

"Boss! Please get out of the car!"

Sitting in the car, Song Zhong's mouth twitched, and he didn't want to get out of the car.

Why do you look more like Heisehui when you look at it this way? !
Wearing a vest with dragon and phoenix patterns, what does it look like!
If you add the tattoo on your body... Song Mo felt that he couldn't explain it clearly.

In the future, we must wear a suit and a bow tie uniformly!
Song finally made up his mind and ordered Bald Biao while getting out of the car.

"Biaozi, tell your colleagues that you must wear a suit and tie when going out from now on!"

"Let them stay at the door, what does it look like now."

Bald Biao nodded and bowed in agreement, and accompanied Song Zhong into the Lotus Bank.

Walking into Lotus Bank again, Song Mo sighed a little.

The bank lobby, where the rich and famous used to come and go, is now empty, not even a sweeping lady.

In the center of the lobby, the resplendent golden lotus waterscape has become a little gray because no one has taken care of it.In the whole bank, there are only a few listless tellers in the counter, feeling for fish in the counter.

Song Zhong watched more and more satisfied.

The current situation of Lotus Bank can save a lot of acquisition expenses.

Although I have a lot of money, I still need to be conscious of saving when I need to spend it.

And as long as your own funds are injected, you will soon be able to rejuvenate, even better than before!

Song Zhong thought about it, sat down on the counter, and said to the listless counter sister inside.

"Hi, business."

"Hi sir... ahh!!!"

Unexpectedly, the lady at the bank window turned pale when she looked up and saw Song Mo, and screamed loudly!
Then, he trembled and hid under the counter.

At the same time, her cry attracted the few counter staff.

After seeing Song Zhong, they all recalled the fear of being dominated by Song Zhong, and fled in panic.

"Run! It's time to grab money again!!"

With a hoarse shout.

The lobby of the bank, which was still somewhat popular at first, was not left with Mao after Song Zhong appeared.

Looking at the empty bank, Song Zhong looked embarrassed and very angry.

td I'm here to talk about an acquisition, don't you even have a reception? !

What's wrong?Don't want to do business anymore? !
No wonder you, Lotus Bank, are so devastated after leaving Xu Jianghai, you deserve it!

Song Mo complained fiercely in his heart.

I completely forgot who killed Xu Jianghai and who emptied the entire Lotus Bank.

If it hadn't been for him to emptied the bank's treasury at the end of the Song Dynasty, Lotus Bank would not have declined so quickly after Xu Jianghai's death. "Biaozi, find out all the people inside! I want to ask them what's going on?!"

"What does robbing money mean? I'm a businessman!"

"I'm here to negotiate acquisitions, not to rob."

Bald Biao glanced at Song Zhong adoringly upon hearing this.

Such a big bank has been robbed, and it went bankrupt directly, no wonder it is so rich!
The little things I did before were completely trivial.

At most, I can be regarded as a gangster, but this is a gangster!
While thinking about it, Bald Biao grinned grinningly and whistled.

From the gate of Lotus Bank, a large group of tattooed boys poured in, all with hideous faces and holding machetes in their hands.

The strong man at the head was wearing an eyepatch and had one eye open. He was none other than Brother Biao’s younger brother Zhentao!
"Brothers, search for me!"

Bald Biao pulled out a machete, shouted and rushed forward.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Bald Biao yelled out this voice, his big bald head was slapped hard by Song Zhong.

"How did I tell you? It's regular, it's regular, it's regular! Don't be older and younger, call your colleagues!"

"And you, what do you look like! Civilized! Civilized people!"

Song Zhong said, still not relieved, and slapped Brother Biao's bald head several times.

Then he straightened his collar and said seriously.

"Go! Ask colleagues to invite the bank staff back!"

The bald Biao nodded in agreement, and then jumped behind the counter of the bank with a machete in his hand.

Song finally found a sofa and sat down, waiting leisurely for the bank staff.

After a while, there was a burst of chickens, flying dogs and people wailing.

Bald Biao led the younger brother, and escorted all the bank staff back.

One of the executive-looking part-time workers was crying, and when he saw Song Zhong, he hugged his thigh and cried.

"Brother, brother, our bank is really out of money!" "Last time, you robbed all the money in the bank!"

Hearing the howling in his ears, Song Mo frowned, and looked at the two or three small fish and shrimps in front of him suspiciously.

What about the top management of the bank?

Why are there only these people left? !

Didn't I just buy an empty shell? !

Song Mo stroked his chin, looked at the bank executive in front of him and asked.

"Let me ask you, where is the president of the bank?"

The bank executive looked at Song Zhong and replied tremblingly.

"Didn't Xu Jianghai ask you to kill him..."

"Then there is no other top management?"

"You ate one of them, and the other one was frightened by you."

"The rest of the top executives all ran away because the bank's capital chain was broken."

Under the adoring gaze of Bald Biao, Song Mo was a little embarrassed and scratched his head.

It seems that the entire Lotus Bank has been turned yellow by him?
"Why don't you run?"

"Woooooo...the bank still owes me compensation..."

"If I run away, I will have no money at all, woohoo!"

As the bank executive explained, he couldn't help but feel sad from the bottom of his heart, and began to cry.

"Brother, we are all in such a miserable situation, can you let us go!"

"I have an eighty-year-old mother, and I have unborn children. I haven't even talked to anyone at such a young age!"

"Can you stop eating me, please brother!"

Song Mo looked helplessly at the bank executive who had a nose and tears in front of him.

His new suit and trousers were all dirty by him.

"Get up! Don't cry!"

(End of this chapter)