My Bank Is Connected to Another World

aside.

There was a trace of surprise in the eyes of Shan Luo and Jiu Xinqin.

People's memory has a curve. If you hold a photo and look at it for a while, and engrave it in the next period of time, it can still be counted as understandable.

But.

If it is not continuous in the middle, the difficulty will increase sharply.

"Really?" the woman asked suspiciously.

"Naturally it is true."

Shu Fu smiled.

Hearing this, the woman had no choice but to believe it, because there was no need for the other party to lie.

. . .

Closed shop.

While shopping for vegetables in the supermarket, Shan Luo mentioned one thing.

"I heard that there is a carpentry shop over our school that carves a person for 100 yuan. If you say we set the price like this, will the price bureau take care of it?"

At the end of the sentence, she stupidly asked a question.

Listen to the description.

Shu Fu has been able to determine who it is.

——

Wang Shou.

There is only one wood art shop near the school. Due to the particularity of the industry, there are not many people in this industry. There are less than ten shops in the entire Mingshan City.

However.

What does this have to do with him?

As I said before, there is no competition.

. . .

Facing Shan Rao's question, Shu Fu explained:

"No, the price bureau doesn't care about this. I sell one hundred and ten million yuan, and that's also my problem. If the price of artwork doesn't matter."

"All antique calligraphy and paintings are calculated according to the cost price."

"I'll smash a piece of blue and white porcelain. Do you think it's possible? Obviously not."

"Even if one billion pieces are carved, as long as someone buys it, it is a commercial act."

"Too."

Shan Yao nodded.

However.

She didn't know how much that question had inspired Shu Fu.

During this time, Shu Fu thought about how to wash the money into his own hands.

No.

It cannot be said to be laundered, because his money is not obtained illegally.

After earning so much, I can't have any 'legal' huge sums of money in my pocket.

Now.

Shan Luo's words inspired him. He didn't need any complicated operations at all, he just needed to find some "bad guys" to buy his works at a high price.

million.

Ten million.

100 million.

Not yet. . . It is difficult to wash.

cough cough!

No matter how exaggerated it is, it's impossible to engrave a figure that earns 100 million, but it's not a big problem to give yourself 1000 or 800 million reasonably.

Not urgent.

Anyway, I don't need much money now.

The main thing is to invest in the expansion of power and the upgrading of the bank, which is his foundation.

. . .

evening.

The heavy rain gradually stopped.

The two girls ate their stomachs to the full, washed the dishes, and were urged to go back by the family.

Shu Fu came to Qiheng Mountain and became a helper again.

Busy until the wee hours of the morning.

"Um?"

He who was assembling the watch suddenly stopped, and then smiled.

hehe!

With such a 'tight' defense, there are still people who dare to enter his house, quite thoughtful!

. . .

Los Angeles.

Shu Fu's house.

A thin figure climbed up the high wall of Shu Mansion.

In fact, not all the houses in this piece are independent, and there are neighbors on the left and right.

They share a high wall.

therefore.

There are people at the front door and the back door day and night, so we can only choose to start with the neighbors.

The 40,000 gold deal this morning has already spread in the industry, making many people speechless and itchy.

And the news I heard was very exciting.

First.

The gold was not shipped away.

second.

There are only Shu Fu and two guards at home.

There are only three people in total.

For Pirates, it was like a beautiful woman waving at them, and there was not much they could hold back.

Of course, very few have the courage and ability.

He is one of them.

"call!"

With a light breath, he jumped off the high wall lightly.

Although there is no moonlight and it's pitch black, if you don't have any skills in this line of work, you wouldn't dare to come here.

His eyes can see in the dark.

Not very clear, but enough.

"Boom!"

The thin man landed lightly, and the soft shoes on his feet were almost silent.

I felt a little happy in my heart.

Not bad, a good start.

subsequently.

He started the purpose of this trip --- looking for gold, tiptoe, tiptoe. . .

"Forgive me!"

As he was advancing, his body froze, because there was a cold feeling from the stamina, it was definitely the blade, and he didn't run away.

He dared not move.

My heart is inexplicably horrified.

what happened?

Someone came up behind him, but he didn't feel anything, and someone put a knife on his neck. Did your alertness just go on strike?

"Give me a reason not to kill you."

The man with the knife said coldly.

heard the words.

He was quick to wit, "I will leave immediately and never come back."

"ah!"

He already felt that the blade had cut through the skin on the back of his neck, and he felt a cold pain.

"Give you another chance, a reason not to kill you."

"Money, I have money, five hundred gold." He hurriedly said.

"one thousand."

"I really... a thousand is a thousand."

Feeling the power on the blade, how dare he bargain, one thousand gold, which is almost half of his savings.

"Where is the money?"

"Where I live, you can come with me."

"address."

"..." This is going to be said, will it be silenced?

"Do you think we need your money?"

"ah!"

The knife cut was deep again, and he was also a martial arts practitioner, so he knew that one or two more strokes would directly cut the bone.

"I said, I said, something is..."

He can only take a gamble, if he is arrested for burglary, the master will not have any trouble if he kills him.

"You go." The knife left the neck.

"What?"

"Want to stay?"

"No no no."

"Thank you, thank you." The man thanked Dade.

While retreating and bandaging, he carefully retreated to the wall and returned the same way.

He thought that the other party was moved by his 'sincerity' and was not going to ask for his money.

Good man!

After leaving the house, he rushed to the inn as fast as he could, planning to transfer overnight, but he couldn't be found.

. . .

However.

Wait for him to return to his residence.

"ah!"

There was a scream.

"my money."

"God... Good man, you took it well."

When a sword was on his neck again, what else could he say.

Although I don't know how the other party came to his residence so quickly.

But the facts were in front of him, and there was no room for him not to accept it.

Woohoo!

want to cry!

Is my savings for so long going to fly away?

robber.

bandit.

I have completely forgotten that I am also a bandit.

. . .

Qi Hengshan.

A brightly lit factory building.

Shu Fu quickly assembled the watch, and couldn't help but laugh after receiving the message.

There are people giving money at night, one thousand taels of gold, making a small extra money, comfortable!

certainly.

How could it be possible to just let that bandit go.

The guards were not allowed to kill.

But it also almost abolished his evil skills.

This kind of guy who breaks into the empty door at night has done a lot of bad things. During this time in Yixing, I have collected a lot of relevant information from dark sources.

The bandit of the night dive.

Nine out of ten have done bad girl innocent things, and at least half of them have innocent lives in their hands.

One hundred thieves killed ninety-seven, and no more than three of them were wronged.

That guy had so much money just now.

It doesn't belong to the category of "robbing the rich and giving to the poor".

Just let it go and let him continue to do evil?

How is that possible.