C9 Descending Again

"Or what? It doesn't matter, I won't sell anything anyway. If he did not sell this purchase, it would be worthless. Realize as much as you can. I'm already very satisfied to be able to earn two million. "

Wan Qian said with a smile.

He had never thought that he would have so much money in his bank account. Although he wasn't quite willing to accept it. He wouldn't be able to afford a single cent.

But he traded a lot of money for clothes. After that, he would sell his clothes. That way, he could make a loophole and earn some money. This was already the best choice for him.

Because the mission was to spend all the money within a day, he could not pass it on or store it. So this was the only way.

"Then this little one, she …"

Qiang couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. After all, she and Wan Qian had been together for a year. Not to mention a human, even a dog would have feelings for each other.

"Brother Qian, I have no other intentions. "I was thinking that it might have been because you didn't have any money, but now that you have …"

"No need for that. I have no relationship with her at all ever since. "

When Wan Qian heard Qiang mention Xiao Ke, he felt sad again. He laid on the bed with his head in his hands, looked at the ceiling and fell into deep thought.

"Am I going to spend this six thousand dollars or not …"

Not long after, he actually fell asleep just like that.

In the dream, Wan Qian had secretly left these six thousand yuan. As a result, at the end of the day, the six thousand yuan and the fourteen thousand yuan and several million yuan worth of clothes he had bought on his WeChat all disappeared.

"Money!"

With a loud scream, Wan Qian sat up and realized that the sky was already getting brighter. Ye Zichen checked the time on his phone. It was only around 5 in the morning.

"So it was actually a dream …"

Wan Qian wiped the sweat off his forehead and took out a stack of money from his pocket.

After pondering over it for a long time, he decided to spend it early in the morning. I can't lose too much because of too little.

Wan Qian got off the bed, put on his shoes and shook his head helplessly after hearing the snoring sounds of Gouzi and Qiang. He then washed his face and headed out of the room.

"Yo, isn't this the third best student, Wan Qian?" "What, have you found a job yet?"

He had just left his room when he bumped into the rich second generation who had just returned from a night market nearby.

"Not yet."

Wan Qian turned around and said as he closed the door.

"Are you really going to live on your scholarship? I have a business for you. "Please help me take the exam. As long as you help me get my graduation certificate, I will reward you with 10,000 yuan."

That fuerdai shook his head proudly and said.

If this was in the past, Wan Qian would probably seriously consider it. But now, there was no need to think about it at all.

"No, thank you."

Then, he walked downstairs.

"Hey, I'm talking about you, Wan Qian. You really refuse a toast only to be punished." Don't think that you are a good student. "Let me tell you, you're not even a fart outside the campus!"

The voice of a rich second generation sounded behind him. Wan Qian ignored him.

Because he knew very well that although he was a top three student in school and had received a scholarship, he was indeed worthless in society. Achievements only represented the past, and in the future, he would still have to rely on himself.

Even though he had more than 2 million in cash with him after he sold the goods. But he still had to find a good job. He must not sit idle. After watching too many poor people winning lottery tickets and spending them, it would only take a few years before they would be back in poverty again.

Therefore, Wan Qian made up his mind to spend the last 6000 yuan to buy things that would benefit him. For example — a computer.

He had long wanted to change his computer so that it would be much more convenient and faster when he checked through some information. His computer had been with him for seven or eight years, and it had long become unusable. It would even take him half an hour to turn it on. One could imagine how troublesome it would be to use it.

It was already 7 in the morning. Some stores on campus had already opened and Wan Qian was the first person to enter.

"Boss, I want to buy a computer."

Wan Qian said as he entered the door. If it was before, he would carefully look at the price tag before speaking. But now, he didn't need to. Having money on hand was not a problem.

"It's Little Gan. What, you got money on your hands?"

the owner asked as he turned on the computer. He was already familiar with Wan Qian. Because he often came to reinstall the system with his second-hand laptop. Every time the system was reinstalled, it would last for a while.

"Didn't they just give out scholarships? So I wanted to switch computers. "

"Oh, yes. Congratulations. How much will it cost? "

"Six thousand."

Wan Qian directly said the remaining six thousand yuan. He only wanted to make his move as soon as possible, so as to not cause too much trouble.

"Yo, looks like there are quite a few scholarships. "Oh, this computer, 8 core processor, how about I give you a discount of 5,800."

The boss said as he took out a silver computer from the counter.

"It's running very fast. There's still 600 plus gigabytes of memory left. It's definitely enough."

"Sure, that's it."

With that, Wan Qian took out a stack of bills from his pocket and placed it on the table. He said, "Count them."

"In cash. "Fine, I guess it's time to start."

The boss put the money into the cash machine and began to run through it with "shua shua shua" sounds.

"Sigh!" Little Gan! "Don't go, there's still two hundred more!"

"I don't need more!" It could be considered as me thanking the boss before I leave school for the past few years … "

Wan Qian had already picked up his laptop and walked out of the store when the boss was counting the bills.

It was now half past seven, and the sun was always so bright.

"Phew!" Ten million! In a day's time, I've finally used up all of it! "

Wan Qian stretched lazily while holding up his laptop. He felt a sense of relief and satisfaction.

"I don't think I'll ever be able to spend that much money again in my life."

Wan Qian muttered. He felt slightly disappointed.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations on completing the mission."

"This is 100 million, please spend it within a week, otherwise your original money will be deducted." The rules are the same as last time. "

[Taiyuan Bank] From your account number: 4311, dated 16 July, the system transferred the money to RMB 1000000.00, and the balance available was RMB 1000000.00.

"What the f * ck!"

With a curse, Wan Qian sat down on the ground. Ye Zichen held his phone shakily in his hand as he read the message from the bank seriously.

"One … "100 million!"

Wan Qian repeated the message on his phone. He couldn't believe the numbers in front of him.

He dialed the number on the text again and found that it was still out of service.

"God, please don't play with me like this …" "I just spent 10 million in a single day, and this makes me spend another 100 million in a week, I …"

"I'm too difficult!"

Wan Qian had the urge to cry.

If he had received a text message yesterday and failed his mission, the loss would have been fourteen thousand yuan. If it wasn't completed this time, the loss would be more than two million.

But he didn't dare to take a gamble. Even if he didn't spend all of his money, he would still have money. If it was real, then he would have really lost more than two million.

"Eh? Senior Wan, why are you sitting on the ground?

A student was about to start class, but when he passed by the computer shop, he saw Wan Qian sitting on the floor and ran over to ask.

"Cool." "It's so cold."

Wan Qian said helplessly.

One must know, he only spent 10 million yuan in one day with Qiang, Gouzi, and Yuanyuan. There was now a hundred million, and even though it had been a little long, it still didn't have a clue.

And this time, the stakes were even higher, at over two million. Therefore, he still had to spend a hundred million desperately.

"Then why aren't you standing up?"

As the junior said that, he stretched out his hand to pull Wan Qian up, "Yo, senior, you really have some money. This is the latest model of the computer. This is the one our professor is using. I heard that there's a lot of memory. "

"If you want it, I'll give it to you."

Wan Qian didn't say anything else and stuffed the notebook into the arms of the student in front of him. He walked away without even looking at the notebook. At this moment, his mind was in a trance. He really didn't know whether to laugh or cry.