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13 Are all rich people so arrogant?

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"That's true, but you…have one?”

The security guard frowned when he heard that.

Although bragging was not illegal and was not tax-deductible, if you bragged at the wine table, no one would care.

Aren't you afraid that your teeth will fall out if you blow at the bank entrance?

"Young man, I don't have time to play with you.”

The security guard's face turned cold." Hurry up and park your car in the public parking lot. It's not a joke to cause trouble in a bank."”

The security guard didn't say anything, but he felt a little disdainful in his heart.

The way you're dressed makes you look like a vegetable seller in the market.

How could he be worth tens of millions?

Have you ever seen a multimillionaire who sells vegetables by himself?

"Beep beep!"

At this moment, two car horns sounded from the side.

The two policemen who had been following Su Ming quickly approached him.

"What happened?"

One of the patrolmen asked coldly.

The security guard was stunned.

Were the police so powerful these days? The speed of the police was too fast.

"The two police officers are like this. This is the special parking space for our bank's VIP customers, but he insisted on parking here.”

the security guard said hurriedly.

"I'm not asking what this gentleman is doing. I'm asking you what's going on? Why did he stop this gentleman from entering?”

Another patrolman asked coldly.

What was that?

The security guard instantly suspected that there was something wrong with his ears and that he had heard wrongly.

That didn't seem to be the script, right?

You're patrolmen, and I'm a bank security guard. Shouldn't you be helping me?

What was going on?

"This…"

The security guard was dumbfounded. His tongue was tied in a knot and he stuttered.

"Look, what's going on?”

"Could it be that this security guard colluded with the robbers and was discovered in advance?”

"F * ck! Have you watched too many Hong Kong and Taiwan movies?”

A few onlookers discussed softly.

At this moment, the bank president, who was doing business in the bank lobby, saw this scene and hurriedly walked out.

"Police officers, I'm the president of our bank. May I ask what happened?”

President Chen blinked his eyes nervously.

This was a bank. If the security guard really did something wrong, he, as the president, would have to bear the responsibility.

After all, he had spent a lot of effort to climb to his current position. It was not easy.

If he was implicated, wouldn't he suffer a huge loss?

"You don't have to be nervous."

The two policemen looked at Su Ming.""This gentleman wants to sell something here.”

"Selling things?"

President Chen was stunned.

Isn't this a vegetable cart?

This is a bank, not a market. We don't accept vegetables.

President Chen's mind was filled with question marks.

However, the two police officers looked serious. They were obviously not joking.

"Sir, may I know what's in your car?"

President Chen asked tentatively.

"When I was cleaning the warehouse today, there was something in the corner that took up a little space, so I pulled it over to see if you would accept it.”

Su Ming smiled faintly.

What did he mean?

Trash?

President Chen was stunned.

Did he treat the bank as a junk collector?

Probably not.

If they were really selling junk, they wouldn't need these two police officers to escort them, right?

What was he up to?

"By the way, I called your bank before. Do you remember?”

Su Ming suddenly remembered something.

F * ck!

A thunderbolt exploded in President Chen's heart.

So this was the VIP who called?!

The one selling the souvenir pumpkin.

Based on President Chen's experience, selling such expensive items should be done in private. At the very least, there should be a large number of bodyguards in black cars. All of them had solemn expressions and were extremely vigilant.

Unlike Su Ming, who was so unique.

He was wearing cloth shoes and cotton clothes. His hands and feet were still stained with mud. He drove a vegetable cart over.

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