Several tens of trillions?!!
Is this a real number?
Harry wondered if his ears were playing tricks on him.
The richest man in the world is only trillions? But my family is equivalent to thousands of the richest men in the world?
"If my family is so rich, why isn't my family on Forbes? And why would my family abandon me?"
Harry asked this deliberately. He wanted to see how the other party would make it up.
"Young Master, the Wilson family is like an adult. The company in Forbes is like a child. Have you ever seen an adult snatching something from a child?"
"As for why you were abandoned, this is actually a rule of your family. In order to prevent the heir from becoming a profligate son, the heir of every generation has to be poor for 20 years. Before you turn 20, the family can't contact you, let alone help you. And today is your 20th birthday, so I can contact you. I even got someone to send Young Master a card. It should be at your door now. Inside is the 10 million yuan pocket money I gave to Young Master."
"Of course, if you still don't believe me, you can take the bank card directly to any bank in the country to check. It will tell you the answer."
When Harry heard the explanation on the phone, he was so angry that he laughed. This person really thought he was a fool. Would a family worth tens of billions be afraid that the heir would become a profligate son? Even if he tried his best, he would not be able to use up tens of billions in his life. Ten million yuan for pocket money? The more he spoke, the more ridiculous it became.
"Alright, if there's nothing else, I'll hang up."
Harry didn't want to tangle with him anymore. He hung up and strolled home.
At that time, because he had to work part-time and was afraid that he would disturb his roommate's rest if he returned late, he rented a house outside. Although it was small, it had everything.
He had just arrived home when he saw a man in black clothes and pants standing in the doorway, holding a yellow box.
When the man in black saw Harry return, he quickly went forward and handed him the box in his hand. He said respectfully, "Mr. Harry, this is your Oriental International Express. I need you to sign for it."
The Oriental International Express was an upper-class courier. Everything couriered was expensive and a photo of the recipient was needed to ensure that it would not be delivered to the wrong person. That was why the man in black recognized Harry immediately.
"International Express? For me?"
Harry looked at the man in black with a puzzled expression. He couldn't figure out who would send him an international courier.
Suddenly, he remembered what the old man had said on the phone just now. It seemed someone had sent him a bank card. He said that there were 10 million yuan in it. Could it be in this box?
Thinking of this, he took the package from the man in black and wrote his name on the receipt.
"Have a good life."
With that, the man in black left.
Looking at the package in his hand, Harry opened the door and went in. Then he slowly opened it and found that it was indeed a bank card. It was completely black and inlaid with gold thread. On the card was a crown inlaid with large diamonds. If not for the card number printed on the front and a magnetic bar on the back, he would not have been sure that it was a bank card.
Looking at the bank card in his hand, he hesitated. Although he felt that the other party was a fraud, what if it was true? Wouldn't that make him a super rich second-generation heir? Even if it was fake, he wouldn't lose anything.
Thinking of this, he immediately decided to go to the bank and check it out.
He quickly went to the nearest bank and observed his surroundings. After making sure that no one was watching him, he inserted his bank card into the ATM. He took a deep breath to suppress his nervousness and entered the password on the ATM. After an anxious wait, he finally finished reading the card.
Harry immediately looked at the screen of the ATM. His heart began to beat violently as he saw the string of numbers behind the one in the balance.
Damn, that old man really didn't lie to me. There's really 10 million yuan in the card. Am I really the young master?
Although he already knew that it was true, Harry still could not believe it. One second before, he was a poor man, and the next second, he was a world-class tycoon. The change in identity was so sudden that for a while, he was having a hard time accepting it.
He couldn't help but count several more times. After confirming that it was 10 million, he was so excited that his legs began to tremble.
Taking out the card and ignoring the strange looks of others, Harry lifted his legs as if they were made of lead and walked out of the bank.
When he got home, Harry lay in bed. The excitement in his heart kept him awake and his mind began to run wild.
Ten million yuan was just the money to buy a birthday gift. There would definitely be more money later on. Then why would he find a lousy part-time job? When the time came, he would buy a house and lie at home to sleep. Then he would buy a car and go for a drive. That would be awesome.
Harry almost laughed out loud at the thought, then shook his head nervously.
Forget it. It was better to keep a low profile. This extravagant life was out of character for me.
Suddenly he thought of Chloe and sighed inwardly.
Chloe had cheated on him with Freddy, the rich second-generation heir in his class, because he had no money. And now he had become infinitely rich. Freddy was not even worthy of carrying his shoes for him.
If Chloe had known how rich he was now, she would have regretted it. Unfortunately, none of this had anything to do with her anymore. She had actually given up her status as the mistress of the world's number one family for a lousy necklace. She had really lost her chance.
Ring! Ring! Ring!
Then his phone suddenly rang. Harry picked it up and saw that it was Ellie Adams, the class mentor. He was puzzled. Why was Ellie calling so late?
But he answered. "Miss Ellie, what can I do for you?"
"Harry, where are you now? Is everything all right?" Ellie's concerned voice came over the line.
Now Harry was even more puzzled. "Miss Ellie, I'm in my own house."
As soon as Harry finished speaking, it was obvious that Ellie, who was at the other end, let out a long breath. "I went to the bar where you moonlighted, but I found out that you'd been fired and I'd met Chloe and Freddy together. I knew that the two of you had broken up and I was afraid you might commit suicide, so I called to ask how you were."
As Harry's class mentor, Ellie was very familiar with Harry's family situation and his relationship with Chloe. She also took good care of Harry. After knowing what had happened to Harry tonight, she couldn't help but worry, so she called him.
"Um…"
Hearing this, Harry understood why Ellie had called, but he didn't know what to say for a moment.
"Harry, Teacher is telling you that you can find another job if you don't have one, or a girlfriend if you don't have one, so don't do anything stupid. You're still young and have a bright future ahead of you. Listen to Teacher and stay at home tonight. Have a good sleep. Everything will get better tomorrow." Ellie's comforting words came from the phone again.
Harry was very touched. "Don't worry, Teacher Ellie. I feel very good now. There's no problem."
How could it not be good? Not only did he know that he was the heir of the number one family in the world, but he also had 10 million yuan in pocket money. It couldn't be better.
"That's good. Then I won't disturb you anymore. Take a good rest," Ellie said softly.
"Okay, good night, Miss Ellie."
"Good night."
They said good night to each other and hung up.
Harry put down his phone and lay down on the bed. He stared at the ceiling and fell asleep before he knew it.