If you don't animate, you will die

Chapter 208 Sending Money (Humanity 7)
Smoothbore said quietly, "You can call the police now."

Xu Xueping raised her eyebrows, "Is this business related to some of your personal experience?"

Smoothbore had to admire her insight, he didn't answer, he acquiesced.

"Because of that woman?"

Smoothbore was silent, and the conversation went beyond what was appropriate.

"Okay," Zhu Hanyang exhaled a puff of white smoke slowly.

"This business is very important. We couldn't find a more suitable person in a short time. We can only agree to your conditions and tell you the reason, a reason you can't even dream of. We, the richest people in society, but To kill the poorest and most vulnerable in society has made us now in your eyes unreasonable perverted demons, and before explaining why, we must first correct your impression."

"I'm not interested in good and evil."

"But the facts have proved that you are not like this, you come with us."

Zhu Hanyang threw down the cigar he had only smoked, got up and walked out.

However, when the few people left the hotel, the sky changed again.

People on the street are looking up nervously. The elder brother’s spaceship is passing by in a low orbit. Along the trajectory, the spaceship casts bright silver stars one after another. Those stars are arranged at equal distances, forming an Looking at the long line across the sky, zooming into the camera, these small dots turned out to be small spaceships.

The elder brother spaceship is a huge combination of thousands of sub-ships, and now, this combination is obviously splitting into sub-ship fleets.

"Attention everyone!" Zhu Hanyang waved his hand and said loudly to the members of the Standing Committee, "You have all seen that the situation is developing, and time may be running out. We must speed up the pace of work, and each team will immediately split up to the liquefaction area that they are in charge of. Continue yesterday's work."

After speaking, he and Xu Xueping got into a car, and called for Smoothbore to come up as well.Only then did Smoothbore realize that what was waiting outside the hotel was not the luxury cars these rich people usually ride in, but a row of vans.

Huabo looked at Zhu Hanyang's behavior with a puzzled expression. Seeing his expression, Xu Xueping explained, "To get more things."

Smoothbore looked at the compartment at the back. It was neatly filled with identical small black suitcases. Those small suitcases looked quite delicate, and there were probably hundreds of them.

Without a driver, Zhu Hanyang drove onto the street himself.The car quickly turned into a boulevard, and when they saw a homeless man, Zhu Hanyang immediately stepped on the brakes.

The homeless man obviously didn't realize that the slow speed of the car had anything to do with him, until Xu Xueping called him to stop.

"Hello!" Xu Xueping rolled down the car window and said. The homeless man stopped and turned to look at her. His face was ashamed and his expression was numb.

Xu Xueping smiled, "Do you have a place to live?"

Homeless man: "I can live anywhere in summer."

"What about winter?"

"Heating ducts, and some toilets are quite warm."

"How long have you been doing this?"

"Forgot, it has been several years since I spent the land acquisition fee of my hometown."

"Do you want to have a house with three bedrooms and one living room in the city?"

The homeless man looked at the rich woman numbly, with a confused look on his face.

"Can you read?"

After the homeless man nodded, Xu Xueping pointed forward, "Look over there, that billboard."

Above, the verdant green land is dotted with milky white buildings, which is like a paradise.

It was an advertisement for commercial housing. The homeless man turned his head to look at the billboard, and then at Xu Xueping, apparently not knowing what it had to do with him. Xu Xueping picked up a box, "There is 100 million yuan in it, and you can spend 50 of it I can buy a house like that for you.”

The homeless man rolled his eyes, and when she took the box, she was still expressionless. Looking at him like this, she knew that the other party did not believe Xu Xueping's words.

Zhu Hanyang in the car reminded: "Open it and have a look."

The homeless man's hands were black, and he opened the box stiffly, and just opened a crack, and then closed it with a snap. The three-foot-frozen numbness on his face was finally crushed, his face was shocked, and his mouth opened. Had to fit an egg in.

Zhu Hanyang continued to speak, "Do you have an ID card?"

The bum nodded, carrying the suitcase as far away from him as possible, as if it were a bomb.

"I went to the bank to deposit it, and it is more convenient to use."

The homeless man still looked vigilant, "You guys, what do you want me to do?"

"As long as you promise one thing, aliens will come. If they ask you, you will say that you have so much money. Just this one request, can you promise to do so?"

The tramp nodded.

Xu Xueping got out of the car and bowed deeply to the homeless man, "Thank you."

Zhu Hanyang also said in the car: "Thank you."

On the side, Smoothbore looked shocked. Judging from their expressions, Smoothbore couldn't see the disguise, at least he couldn't see it.

The vehicle started again, not far ahead, the car stopped at a turning, and Smoothbore saw three outside decoration workers squatting on the side of the road looking for work, each of them only had a small triangular shovel, A small cardboard placed on the ground, with the word "Scratch House" written on it.

The three people saw the car parked in front of them and immediately got up and ran over, "Is the boss alive?"

Zhu Hanyang shook his head, "No, how's the business going?"

"How can there be any business? Now they are all sprayed with new paint, which is the kind that can be used as a heater when the electricity is turned on. There is no scratching the house."

"Where are you from?"

"He Province."

"In a village? Oh, is the village poor? How many families are there?"

"In the mountains, there are more than 50 households, how can they not be poor? It's drought, don't you believe it, the boss, the watering is carried out with a pot and poured on the roots of the seedlings one by one."

"Then stop farming...do you have a bank account?"

The three looked at each other and shook their heads.

"Then I have to take cash again. It's very heavy. Thank you for your hard work... Take a dozen boxes from the car."

"A dozen?"

The three decoration workers took a dozen boxes from the car and piled them on the side of the road.

One of them asked, "How much to take?"

"More than a dozen, it doesn't matter, you can take it."

Soon, fifteen boxes were piled up on the ground. Zhu Hanyang pointed to the pile of boxes, "Each box contains 100 million yuan, a total of 500 million yuan. Go home and distribute it to the whole village."

A decoration worker smiled at Zhu Hanyang. He obviously took Zhu Hanyang's words as a joke. The other squatted down and opened a box, looked inside with the other two, and then they revealed the same thing as the homeless man just now. Han expression.

Xu Xueping reminded: "The things are quite heavy. Go hire a car and go back to He Province. Be careful when you go back. It's best for you to drive by yourself."

The three decorators stared blankly at the three people in front of them, unable to say a word for a while.

A decorator asked the homeless man's question, "What shall we do?"

"As long as you promise one thing, aliens will come. If they ask you, you will say that you have so much money. Just this one request, can you guarantee it?"

The three poor people nodded desperately.

"Thank you!"

"Thank you!"

The two ultra-rich people bowed sincerely again, then boarded the car and left, leaving the three people standing blankly beside the pile of boxes.

"You must be wondering if they're going to take the money for themselves."

Zhu Hanyang held the steering wheel and said to Smoothbore, "Maybe at first, but they will soon distribute the extra money to the poor, just like us."

Smoothbore remained silent, facing the weirdness and madness in front of him, he felt that silence was the best choice, and he needed more information.

(End of this chapter)