C21 I want all of them

I want them all

On the way back, Wang Qian received a call from the Boss Liu, saying that the money had been transferred over to him.

Soon, he returned to his rented apartment and his phone vibrated.

Wang Qian looked at the string of numbers on his antique screen and felt that the damp in the room was beginning to smell bad.

Two million!

So much money, what should he do? Buy all the medicine? Wang Qian was suddenly a little reluctant.

Because he knew that even though he had two million yuan, he was far from being able to fight. Although he didn't have much time left, he couldn't just use it to keep himself alive; it would be too tiring.

He thought about how it wasn't easy for him to just live on, let alone enjoy it. Now that he had made such a huge sum of money, he should at least enjoy it first, right?

The first thing he had to do was change his phone. Looking at this antique, it should have long been the end of its lifespan. After being squeezed by Wang Qian for a few more years, it truly wasn't easy.

In addition, he had to do his own clothes. How could he not have the demeanor of a master when he wore clothes like that every time? And the living conditions...

"Monk, get up!" It was about noon when Wang Qian pulled the monk out from under his blanket.

"What are you doing, Brother Qian? I just finished peeling my clothes, could it be that you want me to finish this dream?" The monk sat up in displeasure and asked in confusion: "Brother Qian, aren't you alive?"

"I finished it long ago. Let's go, I'll take you Haipi."

Star City's May First Plaza Commercial Street. There was everything to eat, play with, dress, and use for it. Chu Jiang was right next to him. He would even watch the fireworks at 8 PM every weekend.

As a result, on the road, apart from the residents, there were a few young men and women dressed in fancy and eye-catching clothing. Any girl who passed by would be able to smell the alluring scent of human hormones.

Wang Qian and the monk on the other hand, walked around the cheap stalls and entered the most conspicuous shop on the street. The wide variety of goods made the monk not dare to look at them, afraid that he wouldn't have the money to buy them.

"You two …" Sir, what can I do for you? " In a branded men's clothing store, Buyer Miss saw that Wang Qian and the monk were startled, but at least they had some professionalism, and did not reveal an expression of disdain.

The monk lowered his head. It was not that shameful, it was just that he was a bit uncomfortable. Normally, he would speed up his pace whenever he passed by a shop like this, let alone a walk around it.

When Buyer Miss noticed this scene, she couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth, cursing at the two countryside bumpkins who had wasted her time.

Wang Qian looked left and right, then pointed at the row of men's suits that were displayed on the shelves, and slashed across.

The Buyer Miss asked in confusion: "Sir, what does that mean?"

"You don't even know this?" Wang Qian raised his head and said: "The meaning is that in this row, according to the size of my brother and I, give me all of them!"

Buyer Miss: "..."

Ten minutes later, the two of them measured the size. There were a total of three suits and six sets of casual clothes. They were fully equipped from head to toe and were all wrapped.

"How much is it?"

In front of the counter, the corners of the Buyer Miss standing beside Wang Qian twitched uncontrollably.

"Sir, a total of 29,000." After all, from the looks of Wang Qian's clothes, he didn't look like a rich person at all.

"Card swipe."

Walking out of the mall, the two of them carried their bags up to their necks. The monk asked with a dull expression, "Brother Qian, what happened to you? Is there a problem with the Pure Yang Infinite Technique, and is he going to squander his inheritance here? "

"Can you speak?!" Wang Qian kicked him fiercely, then pointed to the door across the street: "Monk, if I were to give you that door, what would you do?"

The monk looked at him and said in a muffled voice, "Other than cooking a few dishes, I don't know anything else. I'm probably going to open a restaurant. "There are a lot of young students at the 51 Plaza, as well as a lot of tourists. It should be good to get a specialty snack bar."

"Alright, then we'll rent out that shop and set up a small restaurant for you."

Monk: "?"

It was only when Wang Qian pulled the monk to meet the original owner of the door did the monk realize that Wang Qian was not joking.

However, this was the prime location of the Star City, and even with Monk's current abilities, he couldn't afford a toilet. A small place of a few square meters would cost 500,000 yuan a year, and this didn't even include the cost of preparation after the renovation.

After a rough calculation, it was impossible to open the store in a million years.

Just as Wang Qian and the original owner was about to sign on the prices, the monk grabbed onto Wang Qian's arm immediately. His entire body was soft and he did not have any confidence as he said, "Qian, Brother Qian, how about we forget about it. I think it would be good to set up a stall."

"Look at your weak point!" Wang Qian scolded him once, but seeing that the monk was perturbed, he sighed: "Monk, it's not easy for me to get some money, this big business deal will only happen once every few years, I can't possibly just sit back and take advantage of it right? So you work hard, and I'm still waiting for you to raise me. "

These words were the truth, and were Wang Qian's decision after thinking about it carefully. More than two million, but very little for him. His salary for this job was already unstable, and he might even have to drink the wind if he ran out of business one day.

After making a small investment, he finally had a stable income. Although Monks had average business acumen, he was more than willing to work, and was his best bro. If Wang Qian wanted to invest, he would naturally consider him first.

"Fine." Monk was not stupid, he understood Wang Qian's intentions after thinking for a while, and said after taking a deep breath, "Don't worry Brother Qian, I promise you that you will never die of hunger for the rest of your life!"

Wang Qian was startled, and turned to look at him with cold eyes.

"Your mother is really promising …"

Wang Qian didn't like to procrastinate at all, after deciding to get a shop for the monk, other than the rent of the shop that had already been paid, he gave a card to the monk and left 500,000 yuan behind. Then, he found a suitable district for the monk and finally found a place to live.

"Brother Qian, I won't be going. If the shop is going to be renovated, I'll have to buy some equipment. I'll have to keep an eye on everything." In order to not disappoint Wang Qian, the monk had stuck his head into his pants and wholeheartedly drilled his way in. He even decided to stay in the shop that was still being renovated.

"Sure, I'll make a bed for you when you open up." Regarding the matters of the snack bar, Wang Qian did not ask too much.

After hanging up the phone, Wang Qian carried a newly bought luggage and went to the newly rented house. It was one hundred square meters in size, with one kitchen and one guard.

If it were three days ago, Wang Qian would only dare to think about this kind of environment. But now, he only had a little over a million left. He had enough money!

"I'll pay you the water and electricity bills for three months. I've copied the watch. If you need anything, just call me." The landlady was an amiable middle-aged woman. She was dressed quite stylishly and was much easier to talk to than the fat woman from before.

"Thank you, Lady Boss."

"It's fine, we'll still be neighbors in the future." The Lady Boss laughed and then opened the opposite door. It was still facing the door.

However, just as the Lady Boss closed the door, a faint, familiar fragrance drifted over …