The silver AIT glass room.
The suicidal man and woman came to the ATM, inserted their bank cards, entered their passwords, and the suicidal man clicked to check his balance.
Looking at this old ATM machine on the reading interface.
Suicide Girl Road.
"How much money do you think it will be? Ten or twenty thousand would be great. That way we can use the money to look for a job in the next two months and avoid the pressure..."
The word "pressure" hadn't even come out of his throat yet.
The suicidal woman was stunned by the balance shown on the ATM.
"Qianquan, how many zeros are there on this number? Ten million? Is this ten million?!"
Looking at the balance display with several zeros, as an ordinary person, she had never seen a balance with such a large number of digits in her life. The suicidal woman thought she was dreaming.
She pinched her face subconsciously and said something.
"Is the ATM malfunctioning?"
It took the suicidal man a while to come to his senses.
After repeatedly removing and reinserting the card, changing the phone and rechecking the balance, it turned out that all the balances were exactly the same.
The suicidal man and woman were sure that the ATM machine was not malfunctioning and that there was indeed more than 100,000 yuan in the bank card.
The suicidal man stared blankly at the balance on his bank card, and it took him a long time to calm down before he spoke.
“You call this not much money?”
The suicidal woman's eyes were red with excitement and tears were welling up in her eyes.
"Yes, there is hope."
…
The other side.
On the way to the sun.
"Let's eat some celestial food first. We'll be in Japan soon, and Tokugawa Ieyasu will come and take us to Amaterasu."
Qin Ye casually handed Li Han a fairy ball.
He came from Amaterasu and brought with him many magical objects.
Li Han looked at the fairy ball in his hand, but did not eat it immediately. Instead, he said.
"Is the money you give them enough for them?"
Just like the Taoist priest Li Hanguang in his previous life, Li Han is kind-hearted and still worries about suicidal men and women.
Qin Ye played with the stone of resentment in his hand.
"It's enough. Although it's not a lot, that's the money I got from asking Bureau 749 to resell some antiques after I woke up. But it's enough for the young couple to get through this difficult time. After all..."
"More than 100,000 yuan in cash is not a small amount for most families in today's society."
Li Han's eyes widened.
He could hardly hold the magic wand in his hand.
"You gave them more than 100,000?"
"Yeah, what's wrong?"
"Didn't you say it wasn't much? I thought..."
Li Han stopped talking after that, realizing that he was short-sighted.
Chen Yuanquan saw this from inside the cage and chuckled.
"It's actually not that much. 100,000 yuan, invested in stocks, and if the US imposes tariffs and starts a trade war, I'll lose almost all of it in a matter of minutes."
Qin Ye laughed heartily.
"I didn't realize you've been dead for a few years, but you still know a lot about the world today."
Chen Yuanquan said indifferently.
"I've been dead for a few years, but I'm also a Daxia ghost. When I was alive, I was a senior executive of Daxia's 749th Bureau. I understand the development of Daxia."
He pointed to his head.
"With my excellent brain and intelligence, I can predict the future. After all, I am a rare talent. In the eyes of ordinary people, I am a top student. In the eyes of ordinary people, I am beyond the mundane world. I am..."
The voice stopped abruptly.
Chen Yuanquan uttered a light exclamation, and his gaze shifted from Qin Ye's face to the stone of resentment in Qin Ye's hand.
Buzz~
The blood-red stone of resentment shook violently.
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