parallel world.

so-and-so city.

in an ultra-luxury five-star hotel.

A man dressed in luxurious clothes, lying on a velvet lounge chair, smoking the world's most expensive Cuban cigar, drinking the most expensive red wine, his expression showed a trace of melancholy.

"Who can tell me……"

"What am I supposed to do!"

"Who can help me!? Woohoo..."

Following the man's painful cries, a cloud of white light suddenly descended on his luxurious room.

strong!

Dazzling!

Like an angel coming!

Then, a domineering voice sounded:

"let me help you!!"

click.

Cuban cigars, quietly fell to the ground.

The man stared blankly at the man who suddenly appeared in his room, knelt down with a thud.

"Angel?"

"Are you an angel?"

"That's right!"

Su Chen replied domineeringly.

"I'm the angel who came to save you! Aren't you just short of money?"

"Come!"

"Here is 300,000, take it and spend it!"

Su Chen arrogantly threw out a large bag of banknotes, and then he suddenly found out.

This place, it seems, is not quite right...

Order issuer, is not very short of money?

But where he lives, the decoration is extremely luxurious and resplendent, and there are a lot of expensive cigars and red wine on the table.

And this room...

There is also a hint of familiarity!

"Fuck!"

Su Chen remembered.

The layout of this room is very similar to a movie he saw in his previous life!

That movie is...

The richest man in Xihong City! !

"Guru~~"

Su Chen swallowed and looked at the man kneeling on the ground:

"You... are you Wang Duoyu?"

"I am."

Wang Duoyu stood up directly from the ground and immediately became angry.

"Brother Angel! What do you mean by giving me money?"

"You still think I don't have enough money, do you?!"

"..."

Su Chen was completely speechless.

Mud horse!

Made a big oolong!

It turns out that the "worry about money" mentioned in the Taobao order is not because of lack of money, but because of too much money, and it can't be spent!

In the movie "The Richest Man in Xihong City", Wang Duoyu, his second uncle, asked him to spend 1 billion yuan within a month!

If he can do it, he can inherit his 30 billion assets!

If it can't be done, Wang Duoyu will become a pauper again!

"Brother Angel, you are talking!"

"Didn't you God send me to save me?"

"You are playing with me! Grass!"

Wang Duoyu was very angry.

In the next second, a shadow swept behind him!

Bang!

Before he could react, Su Chen slashed him unconscious with a knife in his hand.

"Didn't you spend more than 1 billion?"

"let me help you!"

Su Chen smiled evilly, and took out a human-skin mask as thin as a cicada's wings from the space warehouse.

Super human skin mask.

The treasure drawn by the point slot machine.

As long as he wears it, Su Chen can become Wang Duoyu perfectly, even his best brother Zhuang Qiang will never recognize him!

…

23 days left.

Su Chen must pretend to be Wang Duoyu and spend all 1 billion before inheriting 30 billion!

30 billion ah...

With such a large sum of money, if it is successfully brought back to the main world, Su Chen will be in the sky in one step!

"Set a small goal and lose him 1 billion!"

after an hour.

Su Chen put on Wang Duoyu's leopard-print designer coat and contacted Xia Zhu, the financial supervisor, to accompany him to the bar.

"Mr. Wang, it's so late, what do you want to do at the bar?"

Xia Zhu sat in the co-pilot of an Aston Martin, clasping his arms angrily.

"Look at your question!"

Su Chen grinned while driving the car.

"What else can I do in a bar? Of course, I'm going to spend money and lose my family!"

"spendthrift!"

Xia Zhu rolled his eyes and cursed softly.

Dior Bar.

The most upscale bar in Xihong City is a mix of dragons and snakes.

As soon as he entered, Su Chen shouted loudly:

"Today is my birthday, and I will cover all the consumption of this bar!"

"Make me irritable!"

"You can drink it!"

Snapped!

After Su Chen finished speaking, he threw an American Express Centurion black card on the bar.

"Wow ah ah!"

"very handsome!"

"Uncle is so handsome!"

"It's nice to have money!"

There was cheers in the bar.

Many little girls with heavy make-up looked at Su Chen with wink.

Su Chen didn't go to the box, but bought a booth and ordered a table full of Remy Martin, Chivas, Hennessy...

Louis XIII blew directly on the bottle, took three sips, and watched the people beside him stunned...

How much money does this guy have?

"Mr. Wang!"

"You can't drink anymore!"

Xia Zhu grabbed Su Chen's wine bottle and said angrily:

"Do you know how high the consumption of Dior bars is! It's ok for you to invite a round of drinks, but everyone in the bar... at least it will cost millions!"

"what?"

Su Chen was stunned for a moment, "Only one million?"

"..."

Xia Zhu was completely speechless.

"Mr. Wang, I know you have money!"

"But no matter how rich you are, you can't spend it like this! If you go on like this, at most three months, you will become a pauper!"

"puff--"

Su Chen spit out Hennessy.

Damn it!

Isn't that the end of the calf?

After taking a few more sips of wine, Su Chen came to the DJing table in the bar and threw a few thousand dollars to the DJ to give her the microphone.

"Everyone—"

Su Chen's resounding voice resounded through the bar:

"I want to ask, is there any campus loan here?"

Every corner of the bar was quiet.

More than one hundred people looked at Su Chen, and no one knew what he wanted to do.

"Are there any brothers who borrowed campus loans!?"

"I, Wang Duoyu, want to borrow a million!"

"The higher the interest rate, the better!"

Su Chen held the microphone, and the arrogant voice spread everywhere.

"Nervousness..."

Customers are amused, how can anyone borrow campus loans and ask for the higher the interest rate, the better?

Have a grudge against money?

"Mr. Wang, are you crazy!"

"Come down!"

Xia Zhu stomped his feet in a hurry.

"I!"

"I'm taking out a campus loan!"

A yellow-haired **** raised his hand and stood up.

"Our company's loan interest rate is 100%! How about it, Boss Wang, do you dare to borrow it?"

"100% interest rate?"

Su Chen was so angry that he opened his mouth and cursed.

"Fuck you!"

"How dare you come out to lend at 100% interest rate? It's not shameful to lose it!"

"Trash! Eat shit!"

Huang Mao was stunned for a moment.

100% interest rate still low?

Borrow one and return two, big brother!

This is, Su Chen waved his hand and announced loudly.

"Don't talk about garbage below 300% interest rate, it's a waste of Lao Tzu's time."

"Too arrogant!"

"madman!"

"A brainless one!"

"Have a grudge against money!"

"Doesn't he know how terrifying the rolling interest of loan sharks is?"

Everyone thought he was crazy.

"Our company, 500% interest rate!"

Suddenly, a domineering voice sounded.

Su Chen looked over ecstatically.

It was a man with a scar on his face, sitting at the bar, looking at him disdainfully.

"How is it, kid? It's 100 times more than the bank's lending rate. Dare you borrow it?"

"You are the one!!"

Su Chen ran down from the disc table and rushed to the scarred-faced man, excitedly speaking.

"Brother, it's okay! With a 500% interest rate, whoever regrets it is a puppy!"

"Uh……"

"You, are you really playing?"

The scar-faced man was stunned.

He said it casually.

In the entire history of usury, I am afraid there has never been such a crazy interest rate, only a fool would borrow it!

Subsequently.

At Su Chen's strong request, the scarred-faced man forcibly made a loan contract with a 500% interest rate, lending Su Chen one million, with a face covering the whole process...