Deng Xingguo pursed his lips, picked up the contract and read through it.
Good boy!
There is a city government.
He underestimated it.
After Deng Xingguo read it, he put the contract on the table.
Zhao Shanhe raised his eyes and asked, "How about it? Do you need to call Mr. Yang and ask if I can take his three million?"
"Of course, I didn't say I wouldn't give it at the beginning. It's just that the bank's capital flow is limited and it can't take out so much at once." Deng Xingguo was still stubborn. In his opinion, if the funds were approved one day later, he would be able to get an extra sum. money.
No one can make trouble with money!
But what he valued more was his friend Yang Jianye.
After all, no one can offend someone with a money tree.
"Are you going to be approved or not?" Zhao Shanhe didn't want to be spoiled at all. He showed his own attitude at first, but the other party didn't show any sincerity at all, which made him very unhappy.
As the saying goes, if a small tree is not repaired, it will not grow straight; if a person does not repair it, it will grow ugly.
Horse riding!
You ungrateful animal.
Zhao Shanhe was not afraid. After all, there was an investment contract signed by Yang Jianye himself. With this piece of paper, if Deng Xingguo dared not to spit out money, he would dare to cause chaos.
"Boss Zhao, there is no need for us to fall out with each other." Seeing that Zhao Shanhe was not easy to handle, Deng Xingguo, an old fox, immediately changed his expression and changed his title to be more respectful.
"Of course, peace brings wealth. I just need to say a word. When will the money be available?" After Zhao Shanhe finished speaking, his eyes glanced at the contract on the table, and then fell on Deng Xingguo, with a threatening look in his eyes.
There were no unnecessary words, but they were enough to scare Deng Xingguo.
Deng Xingguo instantly felt a chill coming from Tianling Gai straight to his heels.
I'm lying on the grass!
This young man... is not simple.
Deng Xingguo's heart trembled. He always felt that Zhao Shanhe's aura was inconsistent with his age and experience.
On the surface, he is a stupid boy.
But deep down he is a fox in wolf's clothing.
Horse riding.
More ruthless!
"Boss Zhao, three million, it will arrive in five minutes!" Deng Xingguo said.
"I want cash." Zhao Shanhe lit a cigarette.
The smoke went out, and three million in cash was withdrawn directly from the bank account and placed neatly in front of Zhao Shanhe.
At this time, he was more focused on efficiency, and Zhao Shanhe smiled inwardly.
The way he was chirping just now was so ridiculous.
If a tiger doesn't show its sharp claws, some people will always mistake it for a sick cat.
Looking at the hundred-yuan bills in front of him, stacked neatly into a small wall, Zhao Shanhe felt a little excited.
In 1988, three million, unprecedented wealth.
Looking at the three million in cash, Deng Xingguo's heart was bleeding. If the money was kept in his hands for another year, the profit would be enough to exchange for a foreign-made foreign car.
Putting out the cigarette with his fingers, Zhao Shanhe shouted and called Zhao Hao in from outside the door.
He had just seen a lot of people hurriedly transporting things to Deng Xingguo's office from the door. At first, he thought they were colored bricks for decoration, neatly arranged one by one.
But when he entered the office and saw cash dazzling on the floor, he was dumbfounded.
He now understands why Zhao Shanhe used a sack. It turned out that three million in cash was not just talk.
Play for real!
"Haozi, load the goods!" Zhao Shanhe stood up, and Zhao Hao quickly came to his senses. The two of them threw cash and banknotes into the sacks one by one, like they were gangsters in the shopping mall.
There were three hundred piles, and two sacks were stuffed into them.
After loading, they tied the thick cotton ropes, and Zhao Shanhe and Zhao Hao each carried a bag on their shoulders.
Before leaving, Zhao Shanhe did not forget to say to Deng Xingguo: "President Deng, if you have time, I will invite you to the Royal Golden Palace to sing and eat a fruit plate."
"Okay." Deng Xingguo nodded.
Royal Gold is the most luxurious nightclub in Fuyuan Province. He has always been fascinated by the feasting and beauties. However, Royal Gold is expensive. Ordinary private rooms start at 3,000 yuan, and VIP suites cost 5,000 yuan. money.
The people gathered inside are all well-known big guys in Fuyuan Province. He, the president of Nancheng Bank, is nothing inside, with a small status and insignificant status.
But Zhao Shanhe not only knew the name of the Royal Golden Lord, but he also dared to invite himself there. It is conceivable that his strength was extraordinary!
Zhao Shanhe went out and bumped into Gao Yuqiao and Li Hongwei who were depositing money at Nancheng Bank.
Seeing Zhao Shanhe carrying a heavy sack on his back, Gao Yuqiao couldn't help but sneered in a low voice: "Isn't this to say that Zhao Shanhe has been doing well recently, but now why is he carrying a sack in Nancheng Bank to collect rags?"
"I have long said that Zhao Shanhe will be a poor man in this life!" Li Hongwei was angry.
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Carrying millions of dollars in cash, Zhao Shanhe was calm and unfazed as he walked through the street. He still had time to smoke and hang out, but Zhao Hao was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat.
This is three million in cash!
"Brother He, Brother He..." Zhao Hao vomited in panic.
He has lived for more than twenty years, and even the thirty thousand yuan was only opened his eyes after following Zhao Shanhe. Now this three million is shaking his heart, liver, and lungs!
"Haozi, you are so weak just to carry this sack of things. Your body is not strong enough. Will you be able to bear it if you marry a daughter-in-law in the future?"
Zhao Shanhe looked at Zhao Hao, a tall and thick man carrying a sack weighing less than 100 kilograms, and he was sweating all over his forehead. It was probably because of kidney deficiency.
"Brother He, I'm not physically weak, I'm mentally weak!"
Zhao Hao wiped the sweat on his forehead with his clothes, came close to Zhao Shanhe, and said in a low voice: "Brother He, I carry millions on my back. If something goes wrong, take away all the money I have on me." I can't afford to pay for my two waists."
"Haozi, do you know why I asked you to prepare sacks?" Zhao Shanhe asked.
"Pretending to be rich." Zhao Hao whispered back in a mosquito-like voice for fear of being heard.
"So, if you don't tell me, if I don't tell you, who among the people on the street will know that our sacks contain millions of cash? Maybe some people will regard us as rag collectors, so the more dangerous it is, The safer it is." Zhao Shanhe's calmness surprised Zhao Hao.
However, Zhao Hao thought for a moment and realized that what Zhao Shanhe said did make sense. The more dangerous it is, the safer it is. Let alone others, if he didn't know in advance that the sack contained millions of cash, he would have opened his eyes. He never imagined that Zhao Shanhe could hold three million.
Three million!
Anyone who wants to ride a horse can buy the area in Xinyuan District.
do not judge a book by it's cover.
Who would have thought that Zhao Shanhe, who was in a daze at the gambling table, owed a lot of debt, and was poor with patched pants, would turn out to be a master with three million in his hands!
People's hearts are unpredictable, and world events are unpredictable.
Zhao Shanhe's stinky shit is mixed with gold and jade!
Carrying three million in cash, Zhao Shanhe took Zhao Hao straight to Laomin Street and returned home.
