August was the height of summer.
It was a sunny day and extremely hot.
Even the asphalt on the road began to melt.
People's Square, the most prosperous area in the center of Linzhou, was filled with Gucci, Prada, Chanel…
The streets were filled with expensive luxury goods. The huge English signboards were particularly dazzling under the sunlight.
Of course, there were also various internet celebrities and a bunch of cameramen pretending to take photos on the street.
All of them wore revealing internet celebrities and carried a few empty bags of luxury goods. It was unknown how many times they had used them.
He pretended to pass by on the street and was captured by the photographer.
The next day, he would post on Weibo that it would be a wave of hype with nine pictures of beautiful women on the streets.
With this hype, the internet celebrities and beauties could turn their part-time jobs that paid 1000 a night into 3000 a night.
Of course, other than these " street beauties ", there were also various live broadcasts of " Old Tie 666 " and street interviews of " What's your monthly salary?"
"Excuse me, does your outfit add up to more than 100 yuan?”
Suddenly, a microphone was placed in front of Yi Ming. His entire face turned green.
Damn it!
It was another evil street interview. If it wasn't about your monthly salary, it was about whether you bought a house or a car.
Yi Ming lowered his head to take a look.
White T-shirt 48, shorts 42.
In order to make up for the discount of 100 yuan minus 5 yuan, Yi Ming added this pair of 10 yuan flip-flops!
Exactly 95!
All in all, this outfit really didn't cost 100 yuan.
"No!"
Yi Ming resisted the urge to slap him.
After all, this girl was quite good-looking.
Furthermore, there was a burly cameraman following behind him. He was holding a mobile phone and broadcasting an interview.
Look at his size, he can't beat him!
"With less than 100 yuan, that rich man's underwear can buy him ten sets of clothes.”
"We interviewed the poorest person in the most expensive area in Lin City.”
"Brothers, if you still want to ask any questions, fire your rockets!”
the photographer said excitedly in Swedish.
It was as if a new species had been discovered!
"Let Taotao ask him if he bought a house?"
"You're dressed so poorly. You must be poor people who can't afford a house!”
"Don't be like this. He's already so poor, why are you still provoking him?”
"Ask him. With his body, he wouldn't dare to hit anyone even if he was provoked.”
"Ask him face to face. The uglier he says it, the better.”
Seeing the rocket in the live broadcast room, the cameraman went up to her and said a few words.
"Then you're dressed so poorly. You must not have bought a house yet, right?”
Taotao gritted her teeth and stuffed the microphone back into her hands.
Whoosh!
Yi Ming let out a long breath and took off a bunch of keys from his belt buckle. He smiled." I have ten buildings!”
Peach Face asked awkwardly," Did you buy ten houses?”
This was Lin Province!
The new first-tier city in the country was about to become a true first-tier city.
In the past few years, the price of housing had increased many times.
Even the most remote place in the suburbs cost more than 20,000 yuan per square meter.
A small house of fifty to sixty square meters would cost more than a million yuan.
Ten houses. Wouldn't that mean that they were all rich people with a net worth of at least ten to twenty million?
Yi Ming smiled again and patted her head, reminding her," Dong! Ten buildings! Each building had six floors, and each floor had four units, each unit 100 square meters.”
Taotao was stunned.
The cameraman was also stunned.
The live broadcast room fell silent.
"One seven is seven, three seven is forty-eight…"
Taotao used her four-year-old junior college mathematics to count on her fingers.
"Then do you have 70 houses?”
It took her ten seconds to get the wrong answer.
"…240 sets!”
The two of them were left dumbfounded.
Yi Chen swung his flip-flops and left in a carefree manner.
After acting tough, he had to quickly escape.
Otherwise, if he continued asking, he would not be able to hold it in.
After all, Yi Ming had been poor for more than twenty years. How would he know what kind of life a tycoon with ten buildings lived?
Sigh, it would be great if he really had ten buildings.
How about a building?
Yi Ming had fantasized countless times that he was a rich second-generation heir.
Every time his father called, he was waiting for that sentence.
"Actually, our family has plenty of money. In the past, we pretended to be poor because we didn't want you to learn from bad people. Now, the 80 billion yuan in our family will be inherited by you.”
Yi Ming had waited for a full twenty-seven years for this sentence!
"F * ck! I didn't bring any money!"
Yi Ming had just squeezed into the bus when he touched his pocket and had to get off again.
"Aiya, the nouveau riche from ten buildings are all crowded on the bus. Are they poor?”
"Aiya, the nouveau riche from the tenth building got off the bus again. Don't tell me he didn't bring any money!”
At this moment.
A familiar voice came from behind.
It was the adulterous couple who was doing the live interview on the street.
Yi Ming gritted his teeth and took out his Redmi phone. He was prepared to splurge and call Didi for a taxi.
"Aiya, the nouveau riche from the tenth building is standing by the roadside and looking at his phone. Is he trying to take a taxi and show off?”
Wait, wait for me. I'll call a luxury car over right away.
"I'm sorry, you still have an order that hasn't been paid yet. Please complete the payment before taking a taxi.”
This was f * cking…
Yi Ming remembered.
It was the last time his girlfriend, Xia Shu, said that she wanted to break up. He took a taxi to meet her, but he saw Xia Shu get into a Mercedes-Benz.
Climbing the Mountain, Running Up the Tree!
How realistic!
"Pay!"
Yi Ming pressed down hard.
"The balance is insufficient!"
"The balance is insufficient!"
"The balance is insufficient!"
……
Yi Ming took a look. His balance was 2.8.
Forget it, it was just the right time to save money.
"Aiya, the nouveau riche of the ten buildings doesn't seem to want to take a taxi anymore. He must be broke!”
F * ck…
Yi Ming's mouth twitched.
I haven't returned the money I spent, but I've used up the money I borrowed.
The salary would be paid at noon tomorrow.
He had no choice but to use that.
" Aiya, the nouveau riche from the 10th building got on his motorcycle and ran away…"
Yi Ming cried.
He cried as he rode.
The strong wind blew away his tears, but it did not bring him any money.
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