"Isn't it enough here? How much do you want to take?" Chen Tianyu asked.

The branch of Yiwu Commodity City is special because it is located in the university town and there are many businesses nearby. At least 1 million cash is required to meet daily needs. Chen Hansheng does not have so much money to withdraw now.

Chen Hansheng lowered the co-pilot's seat, adjusted it to the most comfortable position, squinted his eyes and said, "I said I want to mention 2 million to help your coquettish sweetheart through the storm, believe it or not?"

"Fuck, you're still joking at this time!"

Chen Tianyu was impatient and impatient, but only Chen Hansheng knew the position of that best friend, so he didn't dare to provoke him, so he just threw his anger on the accelerator, stepped on it fiercely, and the car whizzed away.

After Lexus, it was renamed Lexus, one of Nissan's high-end brands. This car can still be depreciated by about 300,000 when sold second-hand. You can imagine how comfortable it is.

There was no noise in the car. Chen Tianyu stared at the front. While waiting at a certain traffic light intersection, he suddenly said: "Before I went to Australia, I broke up with Yanyan. She also told the truth. , The most favorite boy is you."

"Oh."

Chen Hansheng nodded calmly, which didn't seem strange.

Chen Tianyu's expression is very complicated: "So, after I arrived in Australia, I still contacted many classmates and friends, and often sent them Australian postcards, but I missed you."

"Maybe you may still be surprised, but this is the reason."

Chen Tianyu looked at Chen Hansheng and said sincerely: "Now I want to say sorry to you. After all, we are friends, and only you will be with me at this time."

"Wait, you don't have to apologize."

Chen Hansheng looked puzzled: "Actually, you didn't contact me, and I didn't feel anything. It doesn't feel strange."

Chen Tianyu:······

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Jianye’s postal savings head office is located at No. 21, Nanhu East Road, opposite the Telecom Building. To save time, Chen Hansheng got off the car and came to the counter alone.

Now the Postal Service has not completely restructured, it smells like an iron rice bowl, and the hall is deserted and there are no customers. Chen Hansheng went to a window and sat down.

The female teller was wearing a dark green uniform, her hair combed into a bun, and a silk scarf around her neck. She looked at Chen Hansheng and asked, "What business are you going to handle?"

"Withdraw money."

Chen Hansheng took out his ID card and bank card from his wallet.

The teller didn't answer, and pointed at the ATM machine next door. "If it is less than 20,000 yuan, you can go there to withdraw it; if it is between 20,000 yuan and 50,000 yuan, you can apply here."

Chen Hansheng raised his head: "What about more than 50,000?"

"According to regulations, reservations over 50,000 are required in advance." The teller replied, sitting upright.

"Okay, I take 2 million."

Chen Hansheng directly stuffed the card in.

"What?"

The female teller was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously said: "According to the regulations, more than 50,000 yuan..."

"Which turtle made it?"

Chen Hansheng interrupted directly: "You are just a teller. You can't do things well and go beyond the rules. I won't be embarrassed by you. Check the balance, and then call the president of your branch."

The female teller hesitated for a moment. She saw Chen Hansheng's confident look. She was in contact with many big customers. The official language of this look is "assuming," and the folk saying is "niubi hong hong".

The security guard in the lobby noticed the movement here, it didn't seem to be a normal business, he walked over with his hips: "What's the matter?"

"Withdraw money, the kind that exceeds 50,000 yuan." Chen Hansheng replied.

The security guards also know a little bit of common sense. Sometimes they will instruct customers to fill in the receipts, so they ask: "Then have you made an appointment?"

"No."

Chen Hansheng shook his head: "This is also the reason why I came to the head office. The authority here has to be greater, and there is no need to apply for each layer."

"You can't make an appointment, boy."

The security guard was quite polite: "No matter how much authority is here, can it be greater than the regulations? The regulations are the iron law. No one can change the existence of black and white."

While he was arguing with Chen Hansheng, the president of Jianye Headquarters suddenly appeared. He was notified by the teller.

The security guards usually only have access to the vice president, and the president is a superior presence, so persuasion is even harder.

"Wait until you have made an appointment. Next time you come over and withdraw directly. More than 50,000 yuan is not a small amount. You can't let your parents accompany you..."

"Mr. Chen, right?"

After reading the balance on the teller's computer, the bank president raised his head and looked at Chen Hansheng. The teller's eyes almost fell out.

"Yes."

Chen Hansheng nodded.

"Is it convenient for you to come with me?"

A polite invitation from the president.

"VIP room?"

Chen Hansheng asked.

"No, my office."

The president smiled warmly: "Recently, a friend gave a pot of Longjing. Does Mr. Chen like to drink tea?"

"Okay."

Chen Hansheng frowned, "But I'm in a hurry now. I heard that you have any other rules?"

"This is easy to handle."

The president said with certainty: "I'll find a deputy president who specializes in key accounts to help you coordinate, no matter how difficult the problem is, two cups of tea can be completed."

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Fifteen minutes later, the governor politely sent Chen Hansheng out, and even watched him leave.

In this kind of department, even the flies are a little bit politically aware, let alone the security guards. After the president returned to the office, the security thief asked the teller: "Xiaoyun, how much is that guy just now, president? Actually see off the guests in person."

The female teller shook her head: "I can't say that according to the regulations, we all have confidentiality principles."

"Which turtle is determined."

The security guard curled his lips, and he also followed Chen Hansheng's words: "Damn, these tortoises must be ours, and they are not useful to those who are really rich."

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After Chen Hansheng got into the car, Chen Tianyu looked up and down, seeming to see Chen Hansheng through.

"What are you doing?"

Chen Hansheng pointed to the front: "Hurry up and drive, the warrior won't be able to save the princess if you are late."

"I didn't have 2 million."

Chen Tianyu sighed: "Actually, I just had a hint of luck. I hope to see you come out with a big bag of paper money."

"What age is it, is there anyone holding cash to force it?"

Chen Hansheng smiled: "Are the passbook and bank card not fragrant?"

"Then neither do you."

Chen Tianyu activated the throttle and quickly drove onto the Jianhu Expressway.

The speed of a high-end car is fast. Chen Hansheng’s little Xiali will take about three hours to arrive, and Lexus will arrive in two and a half minutes. However, while waiting at the KFC near People’s Square, Shang Yanyan’s girlfriend "Little Pool" is long overdue. .

Chen Tianyu wanted to continue to urge, but Chen Hansheng did not agree. Koike was the key person to obtain Shang Yanyan's clues. As long as she did not explicitly refuse, she could not urge too much.

These little sisters have no patience, and it is not surprising that they let the pigeons go directly.

Chen Hansheng ordered a glass of Coke and lay down on the chair and waited quietly, but the knocking index finger on the table still reflected that Chen Hansheng's heart was not calm.

Chen Tianyu is even more exaggerated. He stands and sits for a while and goes out to smoke a cigarette from time to time. He even wants to inquire with Shang Yanyan's parents.

"You are stupid, her parents definitely don't know. Don't make random decisions."

Chen Hansheng denied this proposal.

At 7 o'clock in the evening, they waited for two full hours before the best friend named "Xiaochi" appeared.

"Sorry, something has been delayed."

Koike paid more attention to the handsome Chen Tianyu, and then apologized to Chen Hansheng.

In fact, Koike is okay. She is very fashionable. In Shanghai in December, she only wore hot pants and black stockings, a short denim suit and a long T-shirt on her upper body, and she could see a place where her collarbone was exposed. Tattoo.

With three stud earrings in her small ears, Chen Hansheng asked her for her mobile phone number because she had a fancy to Langjin on her body.

But Koike is not alone today. There is a boy with dyed yellow hair holding her shoulder, probably her boyfriend.

This boy has a frivolous face, is not tall and a bit thin, and is wearing a dog-ring clothes. He just thinks he is handsome, so he often sticks out his tongue to pretend to be hard.

"it's okay no problem."

Chen Tianyu hurriedly greeted Xiaochi. For him, as long as he didn't break the appointment, the hope of finding Shang Yanyan would be even greater.

"You are looking for Shang Yanyan?"

The yellow-haired boy curled his lips: "Listen to me, don't look for it. I heard that she wants to raise 2 million. This is not a matter of time, unless some big money takes her."

"Don't tell me..."

Koike couldn't help interrupting.

"Damn, why can't I say it."

The yellow-haired boy has a very bad temper, so he throws away Koike and scolds: "Smelly Sanba, you dare to order me, really treat yourself as a person?"

Chen Tianyu didn't want to be entangled with this kind of vagrant. He suppressed his anger and said, "Have you had dinner? If not, I will treat you."

"Yo, quite rich."

The yellow-haired boy looked at Chen Tianyu arrogantly: "You are handsome and rich. What do you want to do with Shang Yanyan for 2 million. The one beside me only costs 200,000. Although she is not as beautiful as Shang Yanyan, it is affordable."

Koike was said to lower his head, his teeth biting his lips and not speaking.

"I'm going to chat with your horse alone for half an hour. You can make a price."

Chen Hansheng spoke suddenly.

"Hi, you still know the rules."

Huang Mao smiled "hehe": "Let's talk about money early, 1,000 yuan for half an hour."

The price of 1,000 yuan is not low, half a month's salary for college graduates.

Chen Hansheng took out his wallet and counted out a stack of banknotes. Seeing these colorful bills, Huang Mao's face was full of joy.

He nodded and bowed to take it, but Chen Hansheng suddenly raised his arm and Huang Mao grabbed it.

Huang Mao is not tall enough to jump up.

"Did you see the Lexus outside the door?"

Chen Hansheng pointed outside and said, "Go and help me see the car."

"Fuck! You let me see the car?"

Huang Mao stared at Chen Hansheng.

"I gave you money, so you have to eat shit."

If Huang Mao is crippled, Chen Hansheng is a rascal who has seen the world. He knows what Huang Mao wants and how to deal with it.

Good words and good words don't work, so Chen Hansheng took the stack of banknotes, "cracking" fan on Huang Mao's face: "I will ask you, can you make this money?"

"Earn, of course I earn!"

What kind of ethics the Yakuza could have, he immediately took the money and left, and when he went out he smiled strangely at Chen Hansheng.

"You shouldn't provoke him."

After Huang Mao went out, Koike said suddenly.

"He counts as a feather."

Chen Hansheng said disdainfully: "The fool is gone to talk about things, where is Shang Yanyan?"

Koike didn't answer, she asked, "What's the relationship between you and Yanyan?"

"He is Shang Yanyan's ex-boyfriend."

Chen Hansheng pointed to Chen Tianyu: "The rich and rich second generation."

"Can you put out 2 million?"

Koike looked at Chen Tianyu: "If you can't get it out, don't bother her."

"I······"

Chen Tianyu hesitated for a while, but he wondered what to do. He first saw Shang Yanyan before speaking, so he gritted his teeth and said, "My Lexus is more than 500,000 yuan. Can you say I can take out 2 million?"

"Oh."

Koike was silent for a moment, his eyes trembling and he didn't know what to think.

Chen Tianyu tried to speak several times, but Chen Hansheng shook his head to stop it. It was obvious that "2 million" seemed to stimulate her, and it is not suitable to continue the stimulation now.

Chen Hansheng held a cigarette in his mouth and waited calmly.

The KFC waiter came to remind: "Sir, we don't allow smoking here."

"If I don't smoke, I will bite the cigarette butt."

Chen Hansheng replied grinningly.

After the waiter's interruption, Koike looked up. She looked at Chen Tianyu who was anxious, and then at the ruffian Chen Hansheng. Then she said: "Yanyan is in Colorful International KTV. She wants to raise money by singing. , 8 o'clock tonight is her first day at work."

"it is good."

Chen Hansheng stood up immediately, it was already 7:20.

Chen Tianyu reacted a little slower, but followed closely behind.

"Wait."

Koike didn't expect them to be so ruthless and turned around and left. She was stunned and said, "Our family was bankrupt before, and I was as helpless as Yanyan, but no one came to rescue me."

Chen Hansheng didn't finish listening, and left without looking back.

Chen Tianyu couldn't be as hard-hearted as Chen Hansheng. He took out 1,000 yuan from his wallet, stuffed it into Koike's hand and said, "Thank you, you should break up with your boyfriend as soon as possible, and find another job."

"Life is long, and it is inevitable to go the wrong way."

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When Chen Hansheng came outside KFC, Huang Mao Sanxiao said with a smile, "The boss is out."

"expensive."

Chen Hansheng has been sitting in KFC for a long time, with some people on his chest. He took out a bottle of mineral water from the car and said to Huang Mao: "You come to pour water, and I will wash my face."

Huang Mao froze for a moment. It was the first time he encountered Chen Hansheng's "client" since he became a crippled man. He almost felt that he was a good person.

"Okay, the boss must listen!"

Huang Mao diligently unscrewed the bottle cap.

Chen Hansheng not only washed his face, but also tidyed up his hair. The city of Shanghai is now about 10 degrees Celsius. The cold water stimulates his nerves. Chen Hansheng yelled, "You are so paralyzed."

"It's cool."

Huang Mao Yasan said regretfully: "It's a pity that there is no gel water, so there is no way to shape it."

"Is this a problem?"

So, Chen Hansheng spit a few saliva on the palm of his hand in front of the yellow hair, and wiped it directly on his head.

He had just drunk Coke, and it was so slimy that it could really be used as gel water.

"Well, I'm not awesome?"

Chen Hansheng asked triumphantly.

"Night, awesome."

Huang Mao's apple moved.

At this time, Chen Hansheng's face was stained with water and his expression was domineering. This informal approach gave birth to a sturdy atmosphere inexplicably under the light.

"Go."

Chen Tianyu shouted, he just wanted to rescue Shang Yanyan now.

After the Lexus car left, at the door of this KFC store, two vagrants almost dressed as yellow hair appeared.

"Why don't you do it, we will be here as soon as you signal."

A gangster asked: "They are obviously outsiders, rich sheep."

"Fuck your mother, there is a hard problem."

Huang Mao shook his head: "I really did it, maybe he will kill one or two."

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As it approaches eight o'clock, the night is getting darker and the lights are on, and the nightlife in Shanghai finally begins.

The lights on the Huangpu River are dimly lit, and the gorgeous neon highlights the glory of the Oriental Pearl. The night in Shanghai is gorgeous and colorful, but how many people have lost themselves in this shining ten-mile foreign field. .

"Fun International KTV" is one of the famous night scenes in Shanghai. At this time, dozens of sexy-dressed young girls gathered in the rest room at this time. The smell of perfume can smother people.

"It's okay, Yeonyan, don't worry."

A girl comforted her friend: "We are just singing with them. We have two drinks with the guests at most, but the commission is a lot."

It turned out that Shang Yanyan, who was anxiously worried by Chen Tianyu, was among them, but unlike other girls, her face was a little nervous, and her mobile phone was flipping over and over in her palm.

"Yeah, if the boss specifically orders you to sing, the tip will be much."

Another girl also patted Shang Yanyan on the shoulder: "You are so beautiful, maybe you can make tens of thousands in a month."

"I'm not worried."

Shang Yanyan grinned reluctantly. She was not ashamed of this occasion, but she had promised someone that she would not fall into this quagmire again.

The two little sisters looked at each other: "Still thinking about Chen Hansheng. He didn't treat you as a girlfriend, so you are not sorry for him."

"Men are unreliable, only relying on themselves is king."

"2 million is indeed a lot, then we will join together, Yanyan, don't stress too much."

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The two girls have obviously suffered emotional trauma, and their trust in boys is almost zero.

When the KTV supervisor and foreman came over, the little sister reminded Shang Yanyan to turn on her mobile phone: "Call me immediately if you have something to do. Don't drink too much alcohol. If you can vomit, just throw it up..."

The foreman briefly explained a few words and began to arrange the girls to go to each box.

"Wait a minute, a boss will order you specifically."

The foreman brought Shang Yanyan to the door of a box, which was a bit dim, with only the rotating colorful spotlights dazzling people.

"Go in and protect yourself."

The foreman patted Shang Yanyan on the shoulder.

Shang Yanyan took a deep breath, put her hand on the handle and hesitated for a long time, before gritting her teeth and pushing the door in.

In fact, at this moment, she was thinking of Chen Hansheng, not her father.

But as soon as she opened the door, Shang Yanyan was stunned.

I saw two boys sitting on the sofa in the box.

One of them was very handsome, dressed in a high-end British jacket, with his hands folded on his knees, and even though he looked worried, his sitting posture was relatively standard.

After he saw Shang Yanyan, he stood up with a "huh".

The other one won't talk about the posture, with his feet stubbornly on the coffee table, his arms stretched out freely, and he was spitting out smoke rings bored.

He just glanced at Shang Yanyan and spit out the cigarette **** in a "poof", which was regarded as a greeting.

Shang Yanyan's head was suddenly blank. She seemed to be dreaming, but the deafening noise reminded herself that this was not a dream.

It's not a dream, it's reality.

Am I cherished too?

"Tick."

A drop of tears flowed down her cheeks slowly, and Shang Yanyan cried silently at first. She originally wanted to control her emotions, but this time was too depressing, and finally she let out a "wow".

Who says scumbags are not worthy of love?

Who said that scumbags are not allowed to look back?

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"I'm indeed not as clean and pure as Shen Youchu, but I expect less, just a little bit!"

In an instant, Shang Yanyan's eye makeup was spent, and soon her face makeup was also loosened, and the back of her hand was dark.

"Why are you crying? We ordered you to sing."

The gangster-like boy shouted loudly: "You cry like this, I'm out of interest."

"Okay, I don't cry."

Shang Yanyan wiped it hard, and finally before the next tears filled her eyes, she choked and said, "Two bosses, I'm very expensive."

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(The real big chapter, exhausted, does not end until tomorrow.)