Chapter 254

In fact, Wang Jian's "writing" has gone through three stages.

The first stage is "I am the great mage" and "Arcane throne".

In addition to changing some background settings to better adapt to the actual situation, the content of his works has not changed much.

For one reason or another, Wang Jian began to add private goods to the books of extreme Tao, heavenly devil and abnormal creatures.

Of course, the theme of the work has not changed, and its content can only be said to have some small changes.

As for the story of Zhen Huan in the harem, it can be completely divided into two works: the family of Po Lin in the harem and the female Pope.

This degree of deformation, it is estimated that the original author will not associate with the relationship between the two.

When it comes to "I'm really rich", it's a new challenge for Wang Jian.

Because he wants to sum up those messy novels in his mind, and then merge them into a new work.

"The original protagonists are the bottom class whose income is far below the average?" After thinking about it, Wang Jian set the protagonist as an orphan in a "white trash" family living in the south side of Chicago.

From Al Capone to the time when African Americans completely controlled Chicago's underground world, the law and order of "Windy City" has never been disappointing.

Even during the Gulf War, the number of people killed in a single day here was still higher than that of the U.S. military in Iraq.

As for the host family, it is Wang who has gradually voiced his grievances for the original owner.

Anyway, achievements are not important. In a sense, this work is more like a task that has to be done.

"The system... Pay for it?" Wang gradually turned his lips. "When the IRS Doesn't exist?"

So, with a stroke of his pen, he changed it into a will left by a relative of a billionaire. How much money must the protagonist spend in a limited period of time to get more inheritance.

What?

The rationality of this kind of thing is not higher than that of system payment?

Come on, even dogs can inherit hundreds of millions of properties. This kind of will is entirely possible.

This kind of novel is different from other works.

One of the biggest points is that there will be a lot of characters on the stage, so as to lay the groundwork for the later "pretending force".

As a result, Wang Jian set up an alcoholic adoptive father, a hard-working but occasionally off-line elder sister, two elder brothers and a baby brother for the protagonist.

"Well, it's better to set up another unreliable elder sister of the same age, so as to be a contradiction point and facilitate the protagonist's plot in school."

...

"people put money in the pot as the heating fee for this winter." Fiona said to her brothers and sisters as she busily prepared breakfast.

Carl watched as his brothers and sisters took out the money one by one and scratched his hair in distress.

He has no steady income since he was banned from selling guns in school a few days ago.

"Carl," the elder sister Fiona looked at the protagonist, "although you are foster, you have to pay the living expenses just like the children of the garregger family."

"Yeah," the protagonist Carl responded, and then quickly asked, "I should have government subsidies, right?"

"Ha," sister Fiona sneered, "then you go to Frank."

"As a friendly reminder, he's at the bar on the corner."

“shit！” Carl murmured, "damn drunkard!"

"Well, you go to school as soon as possible. I have to work." Fiona ate a few mouthfuls of bread and turned away.

"Together?" Dream of joining the army, but the gentle character of his brother Ryan casually asked.

"I can't do it. I have to do it for others." Lipp left home, too.

"Forget it." The protagonist Carl waved his hand, "I have to make money."

When the brothers and sisters left, Carl took his brother to the neighbor's house and was looked after by him.

The African American hostess is a good friend of her sister. Of course, the main reason is that there are few customers in each other's bar in the morning.

“shit！” Carl walked and scolded, "where can I get the money?"

At this time, a black Cadillac SUV stops in front of him. A black bodyguard stops him and takes Carl into the car.

"Is this a drug dealer?" Carl's spirit became tense.

But soon, he relaxed.

"In fact, gun trafficking is similar to drug trafficking. It's just a felony."

"Yeah, I'm white. The police won't pay special attention to me." Said Carl.

The big guy in suit and shoes on the other side was stunned for a moment, and then laughed.

"I think you misunderstood. I'm a lawyer."

"You've got a distant relative in Texas who's mining oil from his land, so he's very, very rich.""To exploit oil, to cheat ghosts?" Carl was stunned for a moment, and then laughed indifferently.

I don't seem to have much to cheat.

"So?"

"He left you a large legacy," the lawyer shrugged, "but maybe it's because he just got rich and then had heart failure. His will is a little bit...

the lawyer frowned and said," bad taste. "

"In short, you need to spend the previous sum of money in a certain period of time to get more share of the inheritance."

"Remember, this money can only be used for reasonable consumption, not for investment, charity and so on."

Carl rolled his eyes and got ready to get off.

“shit！ In the morning, I met a psycho. "

"Wait a minute." With the lawyer's words, the bodyguard put out a strong arm to stop Carl.

"Of course, you have a choice." The lawyer went on, "signed by the guardian, to get 10% of the estate and give up the other 90%."

After that, he took out two contracts and put them in front of Carl.

Then the lawyer took out a stack of hundred dollar bills and put them on one of the contracts.

"Because you don't have to give up your property, this contract doesn't need to be signed by the guardian." He shrugged. "But it also means that you need to complete the strings attached."

Carl looked at the two contracts and the money on them, looking surprised.

"Is this... True?"

"Of course," the lawyer nodded with a smile, "but as long as you don't complete the challenge once, you'll lose all your bonus."

"I can give you a billion dollars according to the wishes of the client."

Billion dollars?

Even if it's only 10%, it's enough to live a rich life!

But in a moment, Carl thought of his guardian, the man named Frank.

After that, he stopped thinking about it and immediately picked up the stack of dollars.

"Good, you chose the challenge." The lawyer put the other contract away.

"The first task, which cost ten thousand dollars a day, has been carried out from now on."

"We'll send someone to watch you. Of course, it's hard for you to detect."

Then, he made a gesture of please, "I hope you can finish the task, then we will meet again tomorrow."

Carl got out of the car in a daze with the dollar.

He didn't even see his ex girlfriend on his bike.