C7 It Was like a Dream!

"I really don't have any change..."

"You can send me the passcode, 22.5 yuan, just right."

In fact, Zhang Fann had already seen Rong Zhikang standing at the door two or three floors high with a serious expression on his face, because Rong Zhikang's face was almost a young version of Rong Jianhua.

Zhang Fann, who was used to being poor and stingy, was still asking the driver for the fifty cents when he saw a bodyguard walk up to Zhang Fann and ask him uncertainly.

"Excuse me, are you the envoy?"

Although the bodyguard was respectful, he was actually crying in his heart because he felt like an idiot. However, they didn't dare to disobey their boss's order!

"Ah..."

Zhang Fann was stunned for a moment. When he saw that he only had 22 yuan in his WeChat account, he pulled out the driver's key and refused to let him go.

"Hey, you really are 22.5 yuan. Why did you give me 50 cents less? Give me another 50 cents. Doing business is not honest at all. Be careful, I might report you... "

When the bodyguard saw how stingy Zhang Fann was, his face immediately fell. Could this person be the messenger they were waiting for?

So, just as he was about to leave and ask the next person, he suddenly heard Zhang Fann say something.

"Yes, I am the envoy. The old master is waiting for me, right?"

Zhang Fann's voice was not loud, but Rong Zhikang, who had been paying attention to the situation, was shocked.

Envoy, there really was an envoy?

And it was an envoy who argued with the driver for fifty cents?

Most importantly, he was so young. Other than being stingy and stingy, he was no different from an ordinary person. Could he save old master's life?

Not to mention others, even Rong Zhikang himself did not believe that such a stingy ordinary person was actually the envoy who could save old master's life?

"I am Rong Zhikang, hello envoy..."

Rong Zhikang quickly reacted, could it be that what his father said was true?

Thinking of his father's anxious eyes, he immediately bowed respectfully to Zhang Fann. As he introduced himself, he made a gesture and invited Zhang Fann to enter the gate of the Rong family.

When Rong Zhikang did this, the rest of the bodyguards all walked up to Zhang Fann and bowed in invitation.

"Damn, Rong Zhikang's guest? So stingy, are you kidding me?"

When the driver saw this scene, he was dumbstruck, and his head almost hit the steering wheel.

Who was Rong Zhikang?

The patriarch of the Rong family in J City, not to mention in J City, he was a famous existence. Even in the entire country, in the entire world, he was still a famous figure.

Such a man as that, at the very door, to receive the miserly, fifty-cent passenger?

Was he wrong, or was the world wrong?

The driver felt like his worldview had been broken. [How could such a tough man ask for fifty cents from me?]

Zhang Fann did not care what the driver thought. He followed Rong Zhikang all the way here. When everyone saw him, they respectfully took a few steps back and bowed to him. Some people did not even dare to raise their faces.

It was obvious that the rules of the old Rong family house were quite big.

As for Zhang Fann, he was welcomed into Old Master Rong's house. After the two of them looked at each other, Old Master Rong could not hide the surprise on his face. He suddenly asked a question that surprised Zhang Fann!

"How do I know you're not a fake messenger?"

Zhang Fann looked at Old Master Rong, who was lying on the bed. His eyes were filled with obvious distrust, and his spirit was getting worse and worse.

"Heaven and Earth Pawnshop!"

Zhang Fann mouthed something to Old Master Rong, but no sound came out. This made the old master's eyes widen. Then, he stared at Zhang Fann in joy and signaled to his son.

"A billion, a billion, sir, quick, quick, quick!"

"Ah...!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Rong Zhikang felt his scalp go numb. With old master's appearance, he still had to take out a billion. Although the Rong family was rich, it was still a little difficult to take out a billion in cash immediately.

However, his father kept urging him, so Rong Zhikang didn't dare to be careless. Soon, an anonymous black card was handed to Zhang Fann.

"Sir, this is one billion, the password is 123456. Can I stay with my father forever?"

"No, you can go out too!"

Holding a black card in his hand, Zhang Fann entered the password on his phone and checked the amount. He saw a series of zeros on it. It was indeed one billion. Zhang Fann changed the password.

He could not hide the smile on his face.

For a man who was so poor that he couldn't even afford the rent, a man who didn't care about fifty cents, there were not many people who could be as calm and steady as him after he got one billion!

Old master suddenly coughed violently to rinse his mouth. The more he coughed, the redder his face became. He could still speak, but because he was gargling, he was out of breath. He looked like a lamp that had run out of oil.

Furthermore, at this moment, there was only the sound of inhalation, not exhalation, which made Rong Zhikang, who had been dawdling and refusing to leave the room, look terrible.

He did not dare to gamble!

"If you want to save your father, then go out. If you really can't save him, I won't be able to take this money away..."

Zhang Fann smiled and lowered his head to help Old Master Rong catch his breath. He fed a soft pill to the old master's mouth. Because Zhang Fann's back was facing Rong Zhikang, he did not see anything!

The old master tried his best to open his eyes wide. He still had some consciousness left, and when he felt Zhang Fann stuff something into his mouth, he tried his best to swallow it down, revealing his desire for life.

Heaven and Earth Pawnshop was his last hope of survival. The messenger of the god-like man would definitely bring him what he wanted!

"Father, Father, how are you? Do you want me to call the doctor over..."

Rong Zhikang, who had been waiting anxiously outside, was shouting at the door. Rong family had a private medical team of experts who had been serving Old Master Rong's health.

In fact, just yesterday, the medical team had come to the conclusion that even if old master's lamp ran out of oil, he probably wouldn't make it through the night.

If he was in a good situation, he would have a period of time before he died. Perhaps he would leave some last words for his descendants so that they would be mentally prepared.

Therefore, the coffin of the Rong family had already been prepared. Zhang Fann's arrival was a last resort. Furthermore, if Zhang Fann cheated, hehehe, with billions of dollars, he might not be able to walk out of the door of the Rong family.

"No, I'll take care of the messenger myself..."

Old Master Rong, who had been lying in the room and unable to get up, actually stood up at this moment.

Even his turbid eyes became bright.