Chapter 258

The biggest difference between that ancient novel and "I'm really rich" is that the protagonist immediately tells everyone that he is rich after he gets part of the inheritance.

It's just because the will requires that he doesn't say that he must spend this part of the estate within a limited time.

In "I'm really rich", the protagonist Carl chooses to hide everything because he's afraid that Frank will take away the legacy as a guardian. He just spends money desperately.

In the first scene, Carl takes his ex girlfriend, the half blood daughter of a black policeman, to buy, and then goes to a high-end restaurant for dinner in order to save her.

Of course, considering the protagonist's experience, that kind of high-level is probably equivalent to going from the Bronx to Brooklyn.

Watching his ex girlfriend change her mind in front of "money ability", Carl falls in love with a restaurant attendant, an underage girl of illegal labor.

Those readers, in the comments area, applauded one after another.

"Monica, didn't you expect that? I have today, too

"I tried so hard to keep you, but now I want to come back? Fuck, go to God! " ...

"these people have a lot of complaints about their ex girlfriends." Wang Jian sipped his coffee and recorded it silently in his notebook.

Considering his childhood attributes and the certainty that he would dump his so-called "ex girlfriend", he targeted Chris, a German girl with a little grudge.

As for the illegal immigrant waiter who looked down upon the male owner at first and then fell in love with him, he had to look for him slowly.

"Wang, this is the recording equipment." Tom stuffed a small machine into Wang Jian's coat pocket.

"This man is a senior paparazzi," he said, pointing to a young man behind him.

"Don't worry, Mr. Wang." The paparazzi stuffed a pile of money into his backpack. "My professional skills are trustworthy. I'll take pictures of whatever you do."

"I took the last picture of Julia Roberts, and no one doubted that it was taken in the street."

Tom nodded to Wang

"With $200000, Blackwater has agreed to provide security without anyone noticing."

"You've been under their protection since you stepped out of the flushing office building." Tom handed over a contract.

Wang Jian glanced at the contract and put it in the drawer.

He took a deep breath, doing psychological construction to become the characters in the book, and then quickly left the office.

...

in the Bronx, downstairs of a alcoholics society.

Chris, the blonde, is looking around, waiting for her date.

She really didn't expect that the Asian boy who was the most bullied by himself in her childhood boarding would come to her for a date.

In fact, Chris has no aversion to Asian Americans, but in that environment, he can only use this method to please his adoptive parents.

However, if she hadn't been in contact with the opposite sex for a long time, she would be embarrassed to date her partner.

"Chris, come on!" Jill, a partner of the addiction society, encouraged me.

"Chris, don't come back tonight for the best!" Said a tall, thin woman.

"Bonnie, fuck you!" Chris put out his middle finger.

Er...

this scene happened to be seen by Wang Jian, "doesn't it mean that Chris has given up drinking and is much more normal?"

He hesitated, pushed the door open and went down.

"Hi, Chris, long time no see." Wang Jian met the girl who was several years older than himself.

"Wow, Wang, what have you done? Can you afford a Cadillac? " Chris looked surprised.

Huh?

Wang Jian looked at each other for a long time.

She really doesn't know?

From the "I'm too rich" series, NBC's coverage of itself has increased another intensity?

Now the frequency of the TV station is second only to a few stars.

Most people may not recognize themselves, but people who have contact with them should immediately associate them with them.

"You... Don't watch TV?" Wang Jian raised his doubts.

"Ha, you are really rich." Chris looked at Wang Jian with a smile. "In the Bronx, besides drug dealers, who else can afford TV?"

Doesn't that mean that you can get closer to the characters in the book without being a billionaire?

After thinking about it for a moment, Wang Jian shook his head with a smile. "I'm just a driver, and I work for others."

"What about your suit?" Asked Chris.

"Er..." Wang gradually stopped, "it's just a fake. It's very uncomfortable."

After thinking about it, he thought it was too fake to wear an Armani suit to "pretend to hit the face", so he said with a smile, "you are also here. Go and buy a dress with me?"Wang Jian tried to look shy. "You know, I have some aesthetic problems, and I'm not good at dealing with girls."

“ok！” Chris smiles, nods and walks to Cadillac.

"The door is unlocked." Wang Jian made a casual remark and was ready to get on the bus.

"Er..." Chris laughed awkwardly, "I'm afraid it's broken."

Wang gradually frowned, but made the most gentlemanly move in his life.

"Fasten your seat belt." He gave an order and started the car.

"Where are you going? The second-hand shop is on the left Chris exclaimed.

Second hand?

Wang Jian thought about it for a while and felt that he could not be too aggrieved. "I want to face you in the best condition."

"Besides," he turned to Chris, "I want to give you a suit, too."

Chris peeked at Wang Jian and thought he was really handsome.

What's more, unlike other men I met, I was very concerned about women.

"It's over. I don't seem to have shaved my legs!" She exclaimed in her heart.

At this time, "creak" sound, the car has stopped in front of the affordable clothing store.

"Let's go." Wang Jian opened the door and went down.

Chris followed Wang Jian and began to think about his underwear style again.

"Hello, sir." The waiter looked out of the window at the car and at Wang Jian, who was wearing Armani, and immediately gathered around.

Sure enough, if you don't think about it carefully, you can't "pretend to be forced to hit the face".

"A T-shirt, jeans," Wang Jian looked at Chris again.

The waiter immediately asked, "Miss, do you want skirt or trousers?"

Er...

so enthusiastic?

Chris is a little flattered. You know, the service attitude of the big stores in the Bronx is directly proportional to the price.

"Dress," she thought about her legs, then immediately changed her tongue: "tight jeans."

"All right." With a smile, the waiter took them to the most expensive area in the shop.

"Why are we so nice to them that we have no one to talk to?" Cried a black girl.

"Come on," the black boy muttered, "they drive Cadillacs."

"Ha, Wang." Chris leaned over Wang Jian's ear and said with a smile, "they thought you were rich."

"Well." Wang Jian nodded in tears and laughter, then picked up his clothes and went into the fitting room.

Put the recording device in his jeans.

Then, Wang Jian took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Tom, "find the worst dressed programmer and drive a second-hand car in exchange for Cadillac!"

When he came out of the fitting room, he saw that Chris had changed his clothes and came out.

"How about Wang?" Chris turns his body and shows it slowly.

"Well, not bad." While answering perfunctorily, Wang Jian searched for the trail of the paparazzi.

All of a sudden, there is a tight thin leg and round object, getting closer and closer to themselves.

Ah?

I really just want to "buy", I really don't have any idea about you!

He said quickly, "I think it's very beautiful. Why don't you buy more?"

"Sure enough, he likes himself." Chris looked at the figure protruding from the tight clothes and was a little excited: "I'm still attractive."

However, although the clothes are good, will they make Wang think that he is a money worshiper? She hesitated a little.

"Please take out some more clothes of the same number." Wang Jian said to the waiter.

He not only saw the paparazzi, but also heard the "click" sound of taking pictures.

Er...

Chris thought about it and decided to accept it.

"It's a big deal. Serve each other well in the evening."

After that, she took a few more clothes and gave them back to Wang Jian for display.

It's just that...

because of the tightness of those clothes, Wang Jian felt a dull pain in his chest and buttocks.

"Well, how much is it?" Wang Jian took out his credit card.

"That's 2000 dollars, sir." The waiter took the credit card respectfully.

Wang gradually nodded, about two days' salary for his three maids.

But Chris couldn't help exclaiming, "2000 dollars? Just a few clothes? "

"I'd better not!"

Come on, it took so long, so many pictures? Not even $2000?

It is estimated that the bodyguards and paparazzi behind will secretly laugh at themselves, right?

Wang Jian waved his hand in a rather domineering manner, "wrap it all up."Chris looked at Wang Jian and the clothes on his hand.

You can serve him well, but... 2000 dollars? You can't fly in bed, can you?

"Well, let's go." Wang Jian had already seen a programmer with messy hair appear at the door of the store.

Chris head dizzy out of the store, but has begun to consider, looking for the best martial arts sisters to learn skills.

"Ha," Wang Jian patted the programmer on the shoulder, "Why are you here? The boss asked you to pick up the car?"

"Pick up the car?" Programmer Leng for a while, quickly said: "yes, yes, I brought your car."

Wang Jianshun looked at the programmer's fingers and frowned directly.

Actually, it's a broken pickup truck?

But... It's better than the new luxury Cadillac.

"Thank the boss for me!" Wang Jian bit his teeth, exchanged the car keys, and pulled Chris to the pickup truck.

But who knows, just got on the bus, Chris slowly slid down from the co pilot's seat.

"I'll go. What are you doing?" Wang Jian almost lost his voice when he looked at the woman approaching between his legs.

"Don't men like that?" Chris flicked his blonde hair, with a natural look on his face.

"Or so?" She saw that Wang Jian meant to refuse, so she took off her shoes and put out her feet.

This...

Wang Jian looked at the 20-year-old blonde girl with a proper expression on her face, and suddenly felt a little mean.

"It doesn't need to be like this." Wang Jian shook his head and started the car. "Besides, can I buy you a TV?"

Chris wrinkled his tiny nose and said with an alert face, "do you know that Bonnie is back and wants to try something different?"

"Although we are mother and daughter, we still want to warn you that she is a madman!"

Different things, mother and daughter?

Wang Jian slammed on the brakes and almost rolled over on the side of the road.

“come on！” He speechless said: "what are you thinking in the end ah!"

"Besides, aren't you an orphan? Since I have a mother, why do I go to foster families? "

After that, he knew the story of Chris.

It's about a teenage girl getting pregnant, drinking, abandoning her daughter.

Chris and his mother experienced similar things because of the living environment.

"So, I've given up drinking." Chris shook his bracelet at Wang Jian. "It's a hundred and eighty days."

"Well." Wang Jian laughed. "I'll give you a TV as a gift for abstinence."

"But TV stations are too expensive," Chris shook his head. "Unless you go to the second-hand market."

After thinking about it, Wang Jian agreed that under the guidance of Chris, he would gradually open up to the second-hand electrical appliance market.

"That's all you have here?" He frowned and looked at his boss. "The biggest one is only 19 inches. Isn't it bigger?"

"There's a bigger one, but can you afford it?" A middle-aged white man sneered.

Finally...

Wang Jian took a look at the paparazzi behind him and said, "finally, you can pretend to be forced to fight in the face!"

"How much is it?" He asked calmly.

"300 dollars, smuggled from Japan." The boss said sarcastically, "Sony's 30 inch color TV."

Wang gradually calmly took out the credit card, "bought it."

"Sorry, cash only." The boss said without raising his head: "I don't know whose credit card to steal. I don't want to get into trouble."

Cash?

Wang Jian touched his pocket...

"wait for me!" He turned to the pickup truck.

"Cut, poor man." The boss muttered.

Chris stood by, looking a little embarrassed.

Even more embarrassing than her, Wang Jian found that the nearest bank was two hours' drive away.

“shit！ It's not face beating. It's face beating! " Wang Jian wondered if he would get out of the car and pull Chris away.

At this time, he suddenly found an envelope in the car, which contained 5000 dollars in cash.

"Tom..." at this moment, Wang Jian almost burst into tears.

He pretended to be calm and walked out of the car to the boss.

"300 dollars, right?" He took out a thousand dollars in cash.

Huh?

The boss looked at the cash and TV, and immediately changed his face.

"We have a 50 inch color TV set here, and it only costs 800 dollars!"

Wang Jian turned around for the paparazzi to take pictures.

"No bigger one?"

"Well," said the boss, staring at the cash in a daze, "this is the best in the Bronx.""Miss, imagine how comfortable it is for you to sit in the living room with your boyfriend and watch this big TV."

Wang Jian watched as Chris fell into fantasy and the photo was taken, so he happily paid for it.

The boss thinks he has grasped the key to the problem. "Miss, your boyfriend loves you so much."

After paying the deposit and making an agreement on the delivery, Wang Jian takes Chris away by car.

"Wang, I'm sorry." Chris whispered, "whatever the reason, I shouldn't have done that to you as a child."

But Wang Jian didn't have the heart to listen to her. Now his mind is full of, "according to the book, it's time to go to the restaurant and slap her face."

"Chris, how about we go for Italian food?" Wang Jian thought about the information collected by Tom.

The attitude of the waiters in this Italian restaurant is the worst.

"Well." Chris answered softly, and began to fantasize about the future in his mind.

I finally found the right man and broke the curse inherited from my mother.

Half an hour later, the Italian restaurant.

"I want the best and most expensive food you have here!" Wang Jian said aloud.

"Yes, sir." The waiter said respectfully.

Crouching trough, you have to laugh at me, or how can I hit my face?

Soon, several plates were brought up.

Chris took a taste and frowned.

She really doesn't like Italian taste.

"Let's go." Wang Jian threw the cash on the table and got up a little helpless.

"Well? He cares so much about me, but he can see it at once? " Chris looked at Wang Jian steadily.

"Let's go to the next one." Wang Jian said.

"Well." Chris has completely lost himself and is closely following Wang Jian.

If someone who knew her saw it, he would not believe that the bad girl would become like this.

Later, after going through three restaurants, Wang Jian still didn't find a face slapper.

"Wang, don't look any more." Chris blushed and said, "I'm actually very satisfied."

"The last one!" Wang Jian clenched his teeth and said, "let's go to Brooklyn!"

It is said that one of the waitresses in the restaurant had an extremely bad attitude, which was highlighted in the information provided by Tom.

"Brooklyn? It's much more expensive than Bronx, isn't it Chris opened his eyes wide.

"Don't think about money!" Wang Jian clenched his teeth and said, "just follow me."

Chris sat on the co pilot, looking at Wang Jian's side face, and fell into a dull state.

"He wants to find a restaurant that suits my taste at all costs?"

"As a matter of fact, I'm willing to pay attention to Wang even if he has no money."

An hour later, Wang Jian finally arrived at the last restaurant.

If it doesn't work here, let Tom go through the restaurant again!

Wang Jian bit his teeth and said, "I want the most expensive food here!"

"Yo Yo, this is a rich man!" A black cashier said grimly.

"Caroline, do you think he's from Manhattan?"

"Ha," a blonde girl came out of the back kitchen. "People in Manhattan can't be so boring. Come to Brooklyn and pretend to be rich."

At this time, Chris could not tolerate others' bad words about Wang Jian.

"Bitch, where are you from? Seems to know Manhattan well? "

"Ha ha, I know better than you." The blonde girl crossed her waist. "It's only a few hundred dollars on the menu."

"The cheapest meal I ever had in Manhattan was 4000 dollars."

She looked at Wang Jian provocatively, "do you have 4000 dollars?"

Lying in the trough, Wang Jian's heart began to be ecstatic!

Tom, you've got it for once!

He calmly took out the envelope and threw the money directly on the table. "Here's 4000 dollars."

"I'll invite everyone here to eat the money."