"I'll give you 22. I really don't have any change..."
"You can scan the code for me. 22.5 yuan, just right."
In fact, Zhang Fan had already seen Rong Zhikang standing at the gate on the second or third floor with a serious face, because Rong Zhikang's face was almost a younger version of Rong Jianhua.
Zhang Fan, who was used to being poor and always very stingy, was still asking the driver for the fifty cents when he saw a bodyguard approaching Zhang Fan very politely and asking a question with some uncertainty.
"Excuse me, are you a messenger?"
Although the bodyguard was respectful, he was actually wailing in his heart because he felt like an idiot. But they dared not disobey their boss' orders!
"ah……"
Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment, and saw that there was only 22 yuan in his WeChat account. He pulled the driver's key away and refused to give in.
"Hey, you are such a person. 22.5 yuan, why did you give me 50 cents less? Scan another 50 cents for me. You are not honest in doing business. Be careful or I will report you..."
The bodyguard's face fell when he saw Zhang Fan's stingy look. This man couldn't be the messenger they were waiting for.
So he was about to leave and ask the next person, but he heard Zhang Fan suddenly say something.
"Yes, I am the messenger. The old man is waiting for me, right?"
Zhang Fan's voice was not loud, but Rong Zhikang, who had been paying attention to the situation here, was stunned.
Messenger, there really is a messenger?
Or a messenger who argues with the driver over fifty cents?
The key point is that he is still so young. Apart from being stingy, he is no different from an ordinary person. Can he save the old man's life?
Not to mention others, even Rong Zhikang himself couldn't believe that such a stingy ordinary person could be the messenger who could save the old man's life?
"I am Rong Zhikang, hello, messenger..."
Rong Zhikang reacted quickly. Could it be that what his father said was true?
He thought of his father's anxious eyes, and immediately half-bowed respectfully to Zhang Fan. While introducing himself, he made a gesture to invite Zhang Fan into the Rong family's door.
When Rong Zhikang did this, the remaining bodyguards all walked up to Zhang Fan and bent down as if to invite him.
"Damn, Rong Zhikang's customer? So stingy, are you kidding me..."
The driver was stunned by this scene and almost hit his head on the steering wheel.
Who is Rong Zhikang?
The head of the Jiangcheng Rong family is a well-known figure not only in Jiangcheng, but also in the whole country and the world. The Rong family is on the list of the world's richest people.
Such a person would personally greet the stingy passenger who just asked for fifty cents at the door?
Am I wrong, or is this world wrong?
The driver felt that his three views were shattered for a moment. Such an awesome person still wanted his fifty cents?
Zhang Fan didn't care what the driver thought. He followed Rong Zhikang all the way. Everyone he saw took a few steps back respectfully when they saw him, half bent over and bowed to him. Some even didn't dare to raise their faces.
It can be seen that the rules in the Rong family’s old house are quite strict.
After Zhang Fan was welcomed into Grandpa Rong's house, the two looked at each other. Grandpa Rong could hardly hide the surprise on his face. He suddenly asked something that surprised Zhang Fan a little!
"How can I know that you are not a fake messenger?"
Zhang Fan saw Old Man Rong lying on the bed, with a look of obvious distrust in his eyes and his increasingly weak spirit. This was his last breath and he could die at any time.
"Heaven and Earth Pawnshop!"
Zhang Fan made some mouth shapes to Mr. Rong, but no sound came out. The old man's eyes suddenly widened, and he stared at Zhang Fan with joy, and signaled to his son.
"One billion, give one billion to this gentleman, quickly, I am not confused, quickly..."
"ah……"
Rong Zhikang just felt his scalp tingling. The old man was in this condition, and he still wanted to take out 1 billion yuan. Although the Rong family was rich, it was still a bit difficult to take out 1 billion yuan in cash immediately.
But his father kept urging him, which made Rong Zhikang dare not be careless. Soon, an anonymous black card was handed to Zhang Fan.
"Sir, this is one billion, the password, can I stay with my father?"
"No, you get out too!"
Holding a black card in his hand, Zhang Fan entered the password on his mobile phone and checked the amount. Seeing a series of zeros displayed on it, it was indeed 1 billion. Zhang Fan changed the password.
An almost unconcealable smile appeared on his face.
For a man who is so poor that he can't even pay the rent, and who is very calculative about every penny, there are indeed not many people who can remain as calm and composed as he is after suddenly becoming rich with 1 billion yuan!
The old man suddenly started coughing violently. The more he coughed, the redder his face became. He could still speak originally, but now he was out of breath due to the coughing, and he looked like a dying man.
Moreover, at this time, there was only the sound of his inhaling, but no sound of his exhaling. Rong Zhikang, who had ordered others to leave but kept dawdling and refusing to go out, looked very unhappy.
He was a little afraid to gamble!
"If you want to save your father, then get out. If you can't save him, I can't take the money away..."
Zhang Fan smiled, lowered his head to help Mr. Rong calm down, and then fed a soft gel pill into the old man's mouth. Because Zhang Fan had his back to Rong Zhikang, he didn't see anything!
The old man tried hard to open his eyes. He still had some consciousness. He felt Zhang Fan stuffing something into his mouth. He tried hard to swallow it, revealing his desire for life.
The Pawnshop of Heaven and Earth is his last hope to survive. That god-like messenger will definitely bring him what he wants!
"Father, father, how are you? Do you want me to call a doctor?"
Rong Zhikang, who had been anxiously waiting outside, kept shouting at the door. The Rong family had a private expert medical team that had been serving Mr. Rong's health.
In fact, just yesterday, the medical team had concluded that the old man was running out of energy and might not even make it through tonight.
If things go well, he will have a period of last breath, and maybe leave some last words for his descendants so that they can be mentally prepared.
Therefore, the Rong family's coffins and other things have been prepared. Zhang Fan's arrival is just a last-ditch effort. Moreover, what if Zhang Fan cheats money? Haha, with billions of dollars in hand, he may not be able to walk out of the Rong family's door.
"No need, I will entertain the envoy myself..."
Old man Rong, who had been lying in the room unable to get up, suddenly stood up. His originally exhausted spirit suddenly changed drastically.
Even his cloudy eyes became bright.
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