C4 Money Is Money

Anson stepped out of the restaurant, he looked at the luxury cars parked at the entrance. He was extremely happy!

With a black card, he could buy whatever car he wanted! It was much better than these luxury cars.

In the future, he, Anson, would be a rich man! No one dared to look down upon him!

Whoever made him unhappy, he would use money to make him yield!

Anson swaggered into the bank and walked towards the VIP passage.

"Hey! What are you doing?! Come back!" The female clerk shouted impatiently. How dare he run to the VIP passage?!

Anson went to the bank saleswoman and said, "I want to withdraw some money!"

"You can go to the ATM. The VIP passage is not open at will! I'm busy, please don't make any trouble!" She looked at Anson with disdain and her words were ruthless.

Anson smiled and did not say anything. He took out his black card and motioned to the clerk.

The bank clerk opened her mouth wide in disbelief. She looked at the black card in Anson's hand and was speechless for a long time!

"Black...Black card!"

"May I ask if I can go to the VIP passageway now?" Looking at the surprised look of the bank clerk, Anson felt very happy, secretly.

'You look down on me, right? Be damned snobbish.'

"Wow! I finally see a person with the black card!" Suddenly, the bank clerk shouted excitedly, which alarmed everyone present, including the hall manager.

Anson was startled. He He quickly hid his face from others!

Everyone looks at Anson with deep curiosity and exploration.

'Are the rich people so low-key now?'

The manager came in a hurry, scolded the female bank clerk and took Anson to the VIP passage.

Under everyone's gaze, Anson walked towards the VIP passage.

Anson drew three hundred thousand at a time, put it in a black plastic bag and went out from the back door of the bank.

As soon as he returned to the school, he received an urgent notice from his roommate Iker. A night of self-study would be temporarily added in the evening. The school leader would come to check.

He could only return to the classroom with a black plastic bag in his hand.

When he entered the classroom, someone noticed him and the black plastic bag.

"Damn it! 'Anson, how can you bring rubbish into the classroom? It smells so bad! You can't influence others' class!"

Everyone knew that he would pick up trash for living at school, they often mocked him for that.

However, Anson actually brought the trash into the classroom today, even with a proud expression on his face.

Jeremy couldn't accept it at all, he felt uncomfortable. So he sneered at him.

His classmates also showed a look of disgust.

Anson looked at Jeremy and the few rich kids sitting behind him. Then continued to walk forward with the plastic bag.

"Anson, what are you doing now? If you don't understand Mr Valdez, then hurry up and get out of here!"

"Get out!"

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The group of rich kids led by Jeremy immediately took turns to mock him.

Anson thought he heard a group of dogs barking.

He usually wouldn't bring trash into the classroom.

But it was different now! He was holding cash!

Seeing that Anson ignored them, Jeremy gave a meaningful glance to the person beside him.

"Anson, f * ck you, you don't understand human language, do you? Get out of here with your rubbish! Don't pollute the classroom!"

Watching him approach gradually, people around him keep away with their noses covered.

Iker wanted to stop them, but also as a poor man, he didn't dare to offend them.

He could do nothing but watch as Anson was bullied by these men!

"You're not going to get the hell out of here, are you?! Then don't blame me for being rude to you!" Myles cursed as he grabbed the black plastic bag from Anson's hand.

With a calm expression, Anson tightly grabbed the black plastic bag with both hands. Myles was furious to the extreme.

He must teach him a good lesson today!

"Give it to me!" Myles reached out to grab the black plastic bag.

"Crash!" The black plastic bag was torn open and a lot of money fell out.

At this moment, the entire scene was silent, and the gaze that they used to look at Anson was full of shock.

It was not trash, it was money. So much money!

Jeremy looked at the money on the ground, embarrassed and angry. It was as if he had been slapped more than a dozen times!

Myles quickly looked at Jeremy and asked what he should do next.

Jeremy ignored him. Myles just stood there awkwardly, didn't know what to do.

"Anson, where did you get the money! Was it stolen?" Jeremy asked unwillingly.

"I won the lottery!" Anson put the money back into the black plastic bag and said lightly.

"Wow! Anson, you're so awesome!"

"Anson, your bag is broken. You can't use it anymore! I'll give you a new one!"

"Anson, you are so lucky!"

For a moment, these people were either flattering or sneering.

Jeremy and Myles looked at Anson with eyes full of malice.

Jeremy said in disdain, "It's just a little money. What's there to be proud of? A poor man!"

Anson returned to his seat and casually put the black plastic bag on the table. He took a glanced at Margaret, and said with a bright smile, "I'll treat all of you to a meal tonight!"

Margaret was shocked and embarrassed. She didn't expect the beggar to have so much money!!

Eating in a high-end restaurant with a beautiful woman, it turned out that he had won a lottery!

"Alright! It's my great honor!" His classmates were very excited when they heard that he was going to invite them to dinner.

Not long after, many people who did not get along with Anson gathered around and tried to curry favor with him.

With a calm face, sighed in his heart: This is f * cking awesome! Sure enough, money is everything!