A terminally ill max-level rich woman transmigrated into a book, becoming the pitiful fake heiress female supporting character.
Zhi Yun originally wanted to seriously experience an ordinary l...
He no longer wanted to follow her in for a stroll, as he had become her free labor.
He was carrying a metal suitcase full of cash.
As for those 50 million gold coins, they naturally couldn't be kicked away, so the cash exchange boss arranged people to deliver the gold coins at any time when Zhiyun needed them.
It is reasonably called a walking ATM.
Just as we entered the underground club, Teng Qianqian came to pick up Zhiyun.
Since it was Teng Qianqian who was driving, she only drove for ten minutes instead of the twenty-minute journey.
The driver sitting in the passenger seat was almost scared to death.
"You drive this car back first, and I'll drive Zhiyun's car."
"Let me take it easy, let me take it easy." The driver got out of the car and found a place to vomit.
Teng Qianqian called Zhiyun and said, "Zhiyun, I'm here to pick you up."
When Zhiyun received Teng Qianqian's call, she had already arrived at the underground club. "Come in and play, sister will take you to have fun today, have fun."
"Really?"
"Come in, underground club, we'll be waiting for you at the door of Hall 1."
"Wait, I'll be there soon."
Teng Qianqian walked quickly into the underground city and rushed to Zhiyun.
At this moment, Yan Zhi, who was beside Zhi Yun, was very puzzled by her behavior: "You seem to be very self-indulgent now."
“Capitalists love to indulge themselves.”
Yan Zhi: “…”
Zhiyun also said: "I have money, why don't I indulge myself? To be honest, I also support a very handsome young man. I really like that young man."
Yan Zhi: “…” I don’t believe it.
Zhiyun didn't care whether Yanzhi believed it or not. The smile on her lips was always vague, which made others feel very sinister.
Many people looked at her.
The largest club in the dungeon, as it were, was a resplendent, resplendent palace. On the dance floor, the men in their boxers were each more handsome than the last, and the women in their bikinis were each more voluptuous than the last.
Watching these scenes, Zhiyun seemed to have returned to her former free state.
She reached out her hand.
Yanzhi asked: "What?"
"Take the money."
He really treated him as a follower.
Yan Zhi opened the case and took out two stacks of US dollars and handed them to Zhiyun. They were a little heavy. When the US dollars were placed in Zhiyun's hand, her arm sank a little.
Failed to pretend!
Zhiyun caught the two thick stacks of cash with both hands.
"What are you going to do with the cash?" Yan Zhi asked her again.
Zhiyun didn't respond, but walked straight towards the dance floor, and Yanzhi soon followed.
The male dancers in the dance floor were all very handsome. When they saw Zhiyun coming over with so many US dollars in her hand, they all squeezed to the front. If it weren't for the rule that they couldn't leave the stage while dancing, they would have squeezed off the stage by now.
Zhiyun took out a small stack of US dollars and handed it to a male dancer who had winked at her three times. The male dancer took the cash and danced only for her.
Zhiyun smiled with satisfaction and took out another wad of cash, preparing to stuff it into another male dancer's boxer briefs. However, Yanzhi stopped her and gave her a horrified look: "What are you doing? Are you being unrestrained?"
"Didn't you see it? That's right, indulgence."
Zhiyun avoided Yan Zhi's blocking hand and stuffed the cash into the edge of the male dancer's boxer shorts. However, due to Yan Zhi's obstruction, Zhiyun was unable to stuff the US dollars in smoothly, and the male dancer squatted down to pick it up.