C22 Surprise
C22 Surprise
[Taiyuan Bank] From your account number 4311, on the 17th of the 7th month, the system transferred 10000000.00 yuan to your account, and the balance available was 10000000.00 yuan.
"Congratulations on completing the mission: Please spend one billion within a month, or your assets will be cleared."
"All... "Property..."
"Plop!"
Wan Qian fainted on the ground.
He didn't expect that this mission would be targeted at his entire fortune. In other words, not only was there money in the bank card, but there was also the real estate, car, and other property that belonged to him.
When he woke up, he was in the hospital bed with a needle in the back of his hand and two bottles of glucose hanging from his head.
"Brother Qian!" "You're awake!"
Qiang shouted beside Wan Qian.
While he was exercising in the dormitory, he heard someone outside shout that a Lamborghini man had fainted in front of the administration building. He rushed over to take a look. Noticing that it was Wan Qian, he quickly sent it to the infirmary for rescue.
The doctor diagnosed it as being too much of a shock to pass out. Just lost some glucose.
"Where is this?"
Wan Qian slightly opened his eyes, looked around at the medical equipment and said. He didn't understand why he was lying in bed. The last scene in his memory was that mysterious text message. He had to spend a billion dollars in a month.
"This is the infirmary, Brother Qian!" How did you suddenly faint? "
"I fainted?"
Wan Qian sat up slowly and said.
Qiang handed over the pillow so that Wan Qian's back would be more comfortable.
"Where's my car?!"
He suddenly remembered that his Lamborghini was still in front of the administration building. He was afraid that the shameless Director Zhang would withhold his car. That would be a great loss.
"Don't worry, Brother Qian. Who would dare to touch your car that has fallen off its price?" It was still lying in front of the administration building. However, it attracted a lot of people to watch. "
Seeing that Wan Qian was fine, Qiang relaxed a lot and picked up an apple from the table to eat.
Wan Qian let out a sigh of relief when he heard that his car was fine. When he thought back, he realized that he had fainted because of a short message. His endurance was truly too low.
After repeated blows, he came up with a rule. It seemed that every time he completed a text message within the set time limit, a new large amount of money would be transferred into his bank account.
And the amount of time spent on each request has increased.
But I don't know how many more times this can go on. He still didn't dare to carelessly squander his money. It's just a matter of completing the task on time, as per the text message.
Once he started to spend, if such a good thing did not happen and the funds were stopped, then he would be in a difficult position.
But one thing was certain. In the future, if he received an even larger sum of money, he would definitely be used to it. He wouldn't faint on the spot like he did today.
"What time is it?"
Wan Qian lifted the blanket and found a pair of pants to put on.
"3 o'clock in the afternoon. Hey, Brother Qian, what are you doing? The doctor told you to rest."
"Who has the time to rest? There's still a lot of money waiting for me to spend." Call the nurse and pull the needle out. I'm fine. "
While he was speaking, Wan Qian had already put on his shirt, pants and shoes, and was waiting for the nurse to come and pull out the needle.
"It's really fine?"
Qiang asked worriedly. After all, this was the first time Wan Qian fainted since college.
"Aiya, what is this ink. Do you still want Maserati? Hurry up and go! "
The moment Qiang heard Maserati, he immediately became spirited. After eating the apple in his hand two or three times, he wiped his hands on his clothes and said, "I'll go now, wait for me Brother Qian!"
With that, he ran out of the ward.
Wan Qian took the opportunity to look at the text again and confirmed the amount.
"One billion." One month. "On average, it costs thirty-three million yuan a day..."
Thinking of this number, Wan Qian was troubled once again. How could he spend it? He couldn't just throw the money around in public. Even if he could throw out so much money, he would probably need to do it for a while.
"Brother Qian!" The nurse is here! "
A nurse wearing pink clothes followed behind Qiang, came to Wan Qian and pulled out the needle from his hand. He even helped suppress Wan Qian for a while. Furthermore, he was constantly sending help in the dark.
The nurse must have also heard about Wan Qian's Lamborghini.
"Alright, I'll do it myself."
Wan Qian didn't have the time to eat spinach here. He pressed the pressure on the needle and left the infirmary with Qiang.
"Contact Gouzi and wait for me below the dormitory."
Finished speaking, Wan Qian walked towards the administration building. He planned to take his Lamborghini to the car with Qiang and Gouzi.
Now that he had money in his pocket, what kind of car couldn't he carry? Even Bugatti Wyron was no problem!
"Wow, this car is so cool!" It seems like I should take a seat inside! "
"Whose car is this!?" Is he from our school? "
"Could it be the principal's car? "It shouldn't be, right? He wouldn't dare to be so high-profile …"
"I heard it's our top three students, Wan Qian's. Do you believe me? He's a poor student! "
"Damn, it was clearly him who found a big company to work for and secretly drove the boss to show off."
"Seriously, how could he afford such an expensive car?"
… ….
Many of the male and female students had finished their lessons and were discussing it in front of Lamborghini, who was standing in front of the administration building.
"Cough cough …" "Fellow students, please step aside."
Wan Qian walked to the back of the crowd and pressed the key. He saw Lamborghini's yellow and white lights alternating between flashing and the starting system's roaring sound. The crowd cried out in alarm once again.
"It really is Wan Qian."
"Hey!" Wan Qian! "Are you working for that company? The boss is so rich, why would you buy such a car?"
"Let's borrow brothers to open it, hahaha!"
"He wouldn't dare, if the car was cut into pieces and sold, he wouldn't be able to afford it. I estimate that he can only drive at a speed of 30 yards. It would be worse than an electric car, hahaha … "
Wan Qian heard the surrounding classmates' discussion and ignored them. He lifted up the car door, sat inside, pressed the button, and the car door automatically closed. He started the car, put it in neutral, and hit the gas pedal twice. "Boom!" A deafening sound.
Frightened, the surrounding classmates quickly retreated to the sides. He then put on the forward gear, stepped on the throttle, and the sound of an explosion resounded through the entire campus.
Only the shocked expression of his classmates remained as they stared at him blankly from behind. I didn't expect him to drive so hard. Aren't you afraid of being scratched?
How did they know that the car was originally Wan Qian's. As for the scumbag, it didn't exist. At most, he could just buy another one. He didn't have time to fix the car. After all, he still had so much money to spend.
Along the way to the dormitory building, there were quite a few people whispering, wondering which family's young master would come to pick up their friend. But the driver never showed up. It was Qiang and Gouzi who sat in the car after the door was opened.