Doubting My Strength?（4/5）
After sending all the tenants away, Jiang Hao stared at the table full of cash in a daze.
Jiang Hao had pretended to be very calm when there were outsiders around. Now that there was no one around, there was naturally no need to hide anymore.
To be honest, it was only close to two million yuan. To Jiang Hao, he could easily earn it by picking up trash on a day.
However, the visual impact of the two million yuan was too shocking.
Lamborghini poison, branded bags, they all had to step aside.
It was also the reason why Jiang Hao had never seen such a large amount of cash before.
Jiang Hao tried to pick up the ten bags that contained two million in cash.
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It's really auspicious.
It weighed 40 to 50 catties.
After playing with the cash for a while, Jiang Hao's enthusiasm faded.
It was only a few million. Other than cash, there was nothing else.
He stuffed all the money into the woven bag and placed it on the floor of his bed.
It was already past eleven o'clock.
Jiang Hao lay on the bed and took out his phone to take a look.
There were a few messages on it, all from women.
"Darling, are you home yet?"”
"You just resigned and you're not replying to any messages?"”
"Brother Hao, I've been sick recently. When do you have time to give me an injection?"”
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Jiang Hao casually replied to Zhou Xiaoyue and Su Shiyu.
"I'm back. I'm sleeping."
"I've been busy recently, so I didn't see her. She's asleep.”
As for the other bootlickers who wanted Jiang Hao to get an injection for treatment, he didn't reply at all.
Jiang Hao was a picky person. He didn't even like ordinary beauties, so he naturally wouldn't give them injections or treatment.
Putting down his phone, Jiang Hao fell into a deep dream.
The next morning, Jiang Hao woke up at 8 am sharp to wash up.
After he was done with his personal hygiene, he carried the woven bag and went out.
He drove the Lamborghini and parked the car in a place with more people in the city.
He carried the woven bag and began his work for the day.
Ding!
Congratulations to the host for picking up a metal can. The reward of 300 yuan has been sent to the host's bank account.
Ding!
Congratulations to the host for picking up a high-grade beverage bottle. The reward of 500 yuan has been sent to the host's bank account.
......
Jiang Hao was elated by the pleasant system notification.
The passersby looked at Jiang Hao, who was picking up trash and smiling foolishly, with sympathetic eyes.
The young man was dressed neatly and looked even more handsome. Unfortunately, he was an idiot.
Unknowingly, they passed by a bank.
Jiang Hao wiped the sweat off his forehead and thought of the two million yuan in cash in the woven bag.
In modern society, carrying so much cash was too much. It was also inconvenient to buy things.
He just happened to pass by an agricultural bank. He could deposit his money there and take a break from the air-conditioning in the bank.
Thinking of this, Jiang Hao walked into the bank with the woven bag and the broken pliers.
There were many people handling all kinds of business in the bank, and there was a long queue at the service window.
The people in the bank only took a glance at Jiang Hao's appearance and no longer paid attention to him.
A bank was a service unit that faced the entire society. It had to receive all kinds of people.
A bank lobby staff member came up to him.
"Sir, what business do you want to handle? Is there anything I can help you with?”
Jiang Hao touched the woven bag.
"I'll apply for a card and deposit money."
The staff member pointed at the queuing machine in the distance.
"Then please go to the queue first, then fill in a form there, and then go to the window on the number to handle the business.”
Jiang Hao nodded, indicating that he understood.
He took a number, filled out the form for the service, and waited quietly at the back of the line.
Jiang Hao felt a little dizzy. Waiting in line was too torturous.
At this moment.
A middle-aged man with a big belly in a suit walked in.
"I want to save money."
The bank staff went over and said respectfully.
"President Liu, you're here. Please go inside and handle it.”
The middle-aged man followed the staff into the bank.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Hao exploded.
"F * ck, I worked so hard to line up, but someone else took the back door.”
A thin middle-aged man who was standing in front of Jiang Hao advised.
"Little brother, you're still so angry even though you're just picking up trash.”
"That's not the back door. That's the VIP green channel of the bank.”
"As long as you are a VIP customer of the bank or have more than one million yuan in deposit and withdrawal, you can apply for the VIP green channel.”
Jiang Hao's doubts disappeared after hearing the skinny man's explanation.
"Big brother, thank you for your reminder."
The thin man said with a smile.
"I didn't know how big the matter was in the past, and I've scolded him before.”
Then, something unbelievable happened to the thin middle-aged man.
Jiang Hao walked out of the line and said to the staff in the bank lobby.
"I want to apply for the VIP green channel in your bank.”
As soon as he said this, everyone in the bank turned their eyes to Jiang Hao.
Woven bag, ragged pliers, typical junk picking equipment.
He was dressed well, clean, and handsome, but that didn't change the fact that Jiang Hao was a junk picker.
Could it be that the scavengers had become VIP customers of the bank?
Or did this young man not know the rules of the green channel?
The bank staff was also dumbfounded.
"Sir, our bank needs a green channel."
Jiang Hao interrupted impatiently.
"I know. Withdraw one million in cash, or I'm a VIP customer of your bank.”
The staff member revealed a troubled expression and said carefully.
"Sir, can I see the money you want to deposit or show me your bank card?”
Jiang Hao was stunned. Was the bank staff questioning his strength?
He sized up his clothes.
Versace limited edition half-sleeves, Hermes limited edition sandals, Louis Vuitton shorts, and even underwear were the most expensive models of Gucci.
Jiang Hao already felt that he was high-profile enough. Why were these people still questioning him?
Did he have to wear a big gold chain around his neck to make these people think that he was rich?
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