The next day, when Zhou Bao got up, he tactfully told Qian Long that he wanted to leave. Qian Long tried to persuade him to stay, but it didn't work. Zhou Bao rarely changed his mind, not to mention that it was really awkward for him to live here.
"Alright then. This is a small token of my appreciation. I hope Mr. Zhou can accept it and thank you for saving my daughter's life.”Qian Long took out a card and said. Zhou Jia Bao tilted his head and thought for a while. Then, he took the card and said,""I'll take the money. To be honest, if it wasn't for the money, I probably wouldn't have come to New York. Hehe, I hope Brother Qian doesn't laugh at me.”
Qian Long smiled and said," Mr. Zhou, you are a straightforward person. Although what you said is unacceptable, at least you are better than some hypocritical people." I would like to thank Mr. Zhou once again. If Mr. Zhou needs my help in any way, please call this number. I will definitely help if I can.”Qian Long handed over a card.
Zhou Jia Bao took the business card. It was gilded, and the outer layer was probably made of pure gold. Zhou Jia Bao looked at it and finally put the business card on the coffee table."Ke ke, there's no need. I saved Xun Er, but I also took your money. You don't have to thank me. Everyone is just taking what they lack."
Hearing this, Qian Long was a little surprised. He was surprised by Zhou. Although he was a young man in his twenties and had nothing now, Qian Long had a feeling that this young man would definitely not be simple in the future. If his power in the United States said this, Zhou Jia Bao could still refuse. After all, his words in the United States were even more effective than tens of millions or even hundreds of millions.
"No, you must accept it. Can my daughter's life be measured by money?”Qian Long thought for a while and finally changed his mind.
Seeing Qian Long's insistence, Zhou Bao had no choice but to pick it up and say,"Then I'll accept it. Then I'll thank Mr. Qian. If there's anything I can do for you, feel free to ask, although it's unlikely.”"Hehe, I definitely will. Mr. Zhou, don't be so self-deprecating. I believe that you will definitely be able to reach my position in the future.”Qian Long said with a smile.
Zhou stood up and said," Then I'll leave first. I won't disturb Mr. Qian. I think you should be very busy."”Qian Long smiled and didn't say anything. He watched Zhou Jia Bao walk out of the villa. There was naturally a butler waiting for him outside and sending him to the hotel on the street.
Watching the car drive away, Qian Long's lips curled into an appreciative smile. This young man was not simple. Sometimes, people who could take it easy would have greater development than those who couldn't. Zhou Jia Bao just didn't have the chance. Qian Long smiled when he thought about this. He thought for a moment and picked up the phone to make a call.
"Tony, transfer another 50 million to the card just now…Yes…That's all.”After hanging up the phone, Qian Long seemed to be talking to himself."No chance? Then I'll give you a chance. As for whether you can develop yourself, that's your own business.”
From a certain perspective, Qian Long's was an investment. For someone like him, money didn't mean much anymore. Fifty million and one hundred million were just numbers to him. They didn't mean much, so he was making a risky investment. Although in the eyes of others, this investment didn't seem to have much possibility of returning.
Soon, Zhou Bao was sent to a big hotel in New York. The room was booked. Zhou Bao didn't stand on ceremony. Staying in the hotel was much more comfortable than staying in Qian Long's house, although that place was more luxurious than this so-called luxury hotel. He went to the hotel and sat down in his room. He took out the card in his hand and looked at it. Although he didn't know English, he could check it.
He opened the webpage, entered the website address, and typed in the name of the bank on the card. The explanation immediately popped up on the Chinese search website. It was an American Express bank card. Zhou Jia Bao tilted his head and looked at the card. The password was written on the back of the card. It was obviously a new card, or it was specially made for him.
After thinking for a while, he found a translation website and entered his account number and password on the Chinese Express Bank's website. When he clicked to check his balance, he was stunned when he saw a long string of zeros. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, damn, no way?
Zhou Jia Bao was completely stunned. He counted carefully again. One, two…eight. It was indeed eight zeros. He did not count wrongly. 100 million? " F * ck…" Zhou Jia Bao suddenly cursed to vent the surprise in his heart.
No way! Did I become a billionaire so quickly? 'Damn it, no wonder people say that good people get good rewards. I saved one person and I got 100 million yuan. If I save ten people, Zhou Bao couldn't help but fantasize.'
Lying on the bed, Zhou Jia Bao began to fantasize about what he would do with the 100 million yuan. Should he first eat all the snacks in the world and buy the most luxurious villa? En, a car must be equipped with the best parts, but it's not enough to just have a car. Another female celebrity?
Zhou Jia Bao's mind was full of fantasies. After a while, Zhou Jia Bao suddenly let out a strange cry. He jumped up from the bed and pounced on the computer like a madman. When he saw the '$' sign behind the eight zeros on the webpage, he was stunned.
He was sure that he had fainted. F * ck, why didn't I remember just now? I'm in the United States now, the United States, not China. This bank is also an American bank. F * ck, the money here is naturally 100 million US dollars, not 100 million RMB.
Oh my god, Zhou Bao didn't know how to vent his feelings. F * ck, I finally know what happened to Fan Jin. After more than an hour, Zhou Jia Bao finally vented his excitement of getting rich overnight in the room.
He estimated that his heart had been beating at least 220 times just now. If it were an ordinary person, they would probably not be able to take it. Damn, it was better for such a thing to happen less often. Otherwise, people with bad hearts would probably die of a heart attack immediately.
When Zhou Bao came back to his senses, he suddenly felt that it was a little unbelievable. He had 100 million yuan so easily? And it was in US dollars? Then what about those who had worked hard for their entire lives and had tens of millions of assets? What was a successful person who had a few factories and millions of assets on TV every day?
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