After leaving the Wu family, Chen Qing was so happy that he could almost jump up!
Mrs. Wu was such a great help!
It could be seen that Wu Xiaomin didn't want to sell it, and probably if he had set the price, it might have been much higher and it would have been very difficult to bargain.
But Mrs. Wu's attempt to take advantage actually gave him a huge bargain!
Happily returning to the community, he just saw a group of children circling around Chen Man.
"Wild child, wild child, born but not loved!"
"Wild child, wild child, picking up steamed buns from the garbage dump!"
"I don't pick up steamed buns," Chen Man's nose was bleeding as if he had been punched a few times, "I only pick up bottles and exchange them for money to buy steamed buns to eat."
"Hahahahahaha!"
The other children all laughed loudly.
The oldest child was about ten years old and called Huang Can, the neighbor's child.
He grabbed Chen Man's cheek and twisted it hard a few times, "See! This little trash! He doesn't dodge when beaten and doesn't retort when scolded! A natural punching bag! Hahaha!"
Chen Qing gritted his teeth and rushed over in a few steps. He grabbed Huang Can's hand with a crunching sound.
"It hurts! It hurts!" Huang Can's face changed and tears immediately welled up.
"Chen Qing, are you crazy? You're hitting a child!" A woman rushed out of the shop next to them and pushed Chen Qing hard.
Chen Qing swayed but didn't let go. He looked coldly at this woman.
Liu Yanhong. The owner of the snack shop in Jiangpan Community.
She was one of the people who killed him.
"When he hit my brother, you didn't care or ask in the shop, and now you say he's a child?"
"Let go! I'll tear you apart!" Liu Yanhong screamed sharply.
Her dry and angular nails tightly pinched the back of Chen Qing's hand and tore a cut.
Blood flowed all over his hand.
But Chen Qing still didn't let go. His grip became even stronger.
Huang Can cried loudly!
Liu Yanhong became even more anxious: "Let go! I dare you to see if I don't tear you apart!!"
At this time, she suddenly let go of Chen Qing's hand and stabbed her ten fingers at Chen Qing's eyes.
Chen Qing dodged to the side and avoided her claws.
He let go of his hand and smiled: "Very good."
He turned around and left with Chen Man.
Chen Man was dragging a big sack, and there was a lot of noise of empty bottles inside.
Chen Qing squatted down and touched his head, full of heartache: "Little Man, you don't have to pick up bottles anymore."
"But the money left by Chen Shan is almost used up."
"Well, but I earned a lot of money." Chen Qing opened the envelope given by Mrs. Wu, which was full of large bills: "Look, is it a lot?"
Chen Man leaned over and took a serious look, then shook his head: "I don't know how to count so much."
"Anyway, you don't have to pick up bottles anymore. Understand?"
Chen Man was still expressionless and still serious: "Okay."
The two of them were alone and miserable. While using every penny carefully, they had always been trying to earn every penny in their own limited ways.
As long as they could exchange for a steamed bun or an eraser, it was worth picking up.
Decency?
Only children who were pampered could afford to be fussy.
They had always only been sensible.
"From now on, no matter who hits you, tell me, okay?"
"Okay."
"You go home first."
"Oh."
Chen Man went back.
Chen Qing walked to the trash can, and there were three homeless children rummaging through things.
The Ghost Tide in the north was relatively light, but still many people died, and many homeless children like rats emerged to make a living.
All three children were covered in dirt and smelled bad, looking at Chen Qing warily.
Chen Qing took out a large bill and gave it to one of the homeless children, pointing at Liu Yanhong's shop: "Go and make trouble in that snack shop."
The homeless child was overjoyed!
Chen Qing took out two more large bills and handed them to the other two children, pointing at Huang Can who was playing something: "Go and beat him up, and this is yours."
All three of them were very happy.
One of them picked up a brick and cautiously came to the door of "Yanhong Snack Shop".
The oil in the pan was bubbling, and the occasional splashing oil stars hurt people.
The homeless child smashed the brick into the pan with a bang! And then ran away.
Crash!
Splash!
The boiling oil splashed everywhere!
Liu Yanhong, who was frying potatoes, screamed bitterly!
"Ah!!! Ah!!!"
She trembled with pain, and a bunch of words with parents and genitals spewed out of her mouth as she screamed and chased out.
But how could a middle-aged woman covered in oil on half of her body catch up with the slippery homeless children like rats?
Huang Can didn't know what had happened. He looked at his mother who was screaming crazily and running towards the street, a little confused.
Slap!
A heavy slap made him dizzy!
Huang Can staggered, and then he saw a homeless child about his age, covered in dirt.
"You... you..."
Huang Can covered his face and subconsciously took two steps back.
He had always been afraid of these godforsaken children.
Slap!
Another slap!
At the same time, another homeless child punched him in the face.
"So your name is Huang Can!"
Huang Can's eyes were full of stars, and blood gushed out all at once.
He waved his hands dizzily to try to push the two away, but was tripped by something and fell to the ground.
The two homeless children suddenly rode on him and beat him hard.
Huang Can hugged his head and cried loudly.
Seeing many adults looking over, the two homeless children pinched his face and twisted it hard!
Then they punched his mouth hard in the gaps where his hands were exposed, and then ran away like crazy.
Huang Can's nose and mouth were covered in blood, crying: "Ah!!! Ah!!!"
Comfortable!
Chen Qing watched all this indifferently.
Compared with his and Little Man's lives, what was this?
It wasn't even interest!
He had to protect these people well and skin them alive in the Ghost Tide!
Thinking like this, Chen Qing turned into the bank and took out the envelope:
"Deposit money."
After depositing the money, there was 10.75 million yuan.
The counter lady asked Chen Qing to wait for a while, and then chased after him: "Hello, sir!"
She solemnly handed over a card: "Sir, your deposit amount has reached the silver card standard of our bank..."
She said a lot of benefits.
Including fuel discounts, half-price movie tickets, free car washes, free haircuts at designated barbershops, and so on.
Chen Qing was very speechless.
Logically speaking, shouldn't these discounts be given to those poor people with a deposit of a thousand or so yuan?
He already had a silver card. Why would he need this?
Why were all the good things given to the rich?
"Got it." He casually took the silver card and was about to leave when the counter lady blocked his way again.
This time she was promoting insurance and funds, saying that the guaranteed return was 8% and it was very likely to reach 12%.
He wouldn't consider it even if it was 1200%.
Chen Qing was a little impatient, and the counter lady also noticed it. She mechanically opened a brochure and said, "There is also the construction of a safe house."
At this point, she didn't want to introduce anymore. She closed the brochure and smiled politely: "Sorry to have bothered you for so long, sir."
"What did you say? A safe house?" Chen Qing became interested.
The bank also had this business?
The counter lady was happy and made a gesture of invitation, "Sir, please go to the VIP room upstairs."
When the two walked towards the second floor.
There were three tall and good-looking girls handling business in the lobby on the first floor.
The one with the most outstanding figure and appearance was looking at Chen Qing's back in surprise.
If Chen Qing saw her, he would definitely recognize her as the number one on the must-kill list!
Chen Xi!
Chen Xi thought of something and came to the place where Chen Qing had just deposited money. She picked up the empty envelope and looked at it.
There were four small golden characters "Ximing Securities" on the back.
Her eyes immediately narrowed!
She always wanted to find a rich man, so she naturally knew that securities companies had different levels.
The ordinary envelopes of Ximing Securities were red.
Silver characters meant that the total assets had reached five million yuan.
Golden characters meant fifty million yuan!
Chen Qing was actually so rich?
She didn't know that this envelope came from the Wu family, and Chen Qing didn't even know where Ximing Securities was.
"Golden characters!" Fu Yueyue next to Chen Xi looked at the second floor, "Did I see it wrong? That just now seemed to be Chen... Chen..."
"Chen Qing."
Chen Xi smiled, very sweetly.
She emphasized: "Not chased me before, he is still chasing me now."