Cosmic Hegemony: I Just Want To Be A Wealthy Tyrant

Looking at the 1.2 billion received, Tang Xiaoyu always felt so unreal.

One second ago, he was just a loser boy with a savings of less than five digits.

The next second, he was already a billionaire.

Tang Xiaoyu didn't feel any joy or excitement. He even felt a little uneasy. He was not sure whether the money really belonged to him.

The only thing he can think of now is to return Zhang Peng's money as soon as possible. Only by paying back Zhang Peng's 150 million will this money truly belong to his own disposable wealth.

This may be the sorrow of the poor. What poor people fear most is debt. The rich, on the other hand, are just the opposite.

Pick up your phone and log into mobile banking. When entering the transfer amount, Tang Xiaoyu carefully counted it five times, fearing that he would lose an extra zero. After clicking to confirm the transfer and entering his password, the bank suddenly reminded him that the daily transfer limit cannot exceed 500,000.

Tang Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment. In his almost thirty years of life, this was the first time he knew that the bank had this rule.

Not to mention the transfer of 500,000 yuan, the largest transfer recorded in his lifetime was the time when he went to college to pay tuition and fees.

Tang Xiaoyu entered 499,999 again without giving up and clicked on transfer. With a beep, the transfer was successful, and soon a bank transfer text message was sent to his mobile phone. It was only then that Tang Xiaoyu's heart dropped to her stomach.

The phone rang, and Tang Xiaoyu nervously picked it up to check, but it was Zhang Peng's call.

Zhang Peng: "Where are you going to cause trouble when you step on the horse? If Lao Li was not a man, I would have thought you wanted to confess to me."

Tang Xiaoyu: "I sold the Spirit Stone and transferred it to you, but the bank reminded me that the maximum limit for a single day is 500,000. To what year should I transfer this horse to complete the transfer?"

Zhang Peng: "You ignorant tenant farmer. I'm not in a hurry, but you're in a hurry? Why do you think labor and management are short of your three melons and two dates? I just sold my Spirit Stone, okay?"

Tang Xiaoyu: "If the money is not transferred, I feel uneasy. I always feel that the money in the card is not my own. I have to be careful about everything I do."

Zhang Peng: "I'm really convinced by you. To set the transfer limit, you only need to go to the bank to apply for it. Are you using the same card we applied for together when you were in college?"

Tang Xiaoyu: "Yes, it's the Bank of China card we applied for next to the university town before school started."

Zhang Peng: "Let's go then. I'll open the business too, otherwise I won't be able to buy anything more expensive. You are with me at Low Grade upstairs. I will take a taxi to pick you up. Remember to bring your ID card."

Tang Xiaoyu: "Ah? Are you going now? Aren't you going to be late for work later?"

Zhang Peng: "Go to the paralysis class! Labor and management bought your company and asked you to work for dad every day."

Hearing the beep of the phone hanging up, Tang Xiaoyu was stunned for a long time before he realized what he was doing.

Yes, you are so rich, why do you still want to work?

However, he always felt that it would be a bit unjustifiable if he left so quietly.

Although Manager Yao is very annoying, the boss treats him well. At least Tang Xiaoyu feels good about it.

"They even took the initiative to add me on WeChat. Leaving them without saying goodbye seemed very petty."

Thinking of this, Tang Xiaoyu found out the boss's mobile phone number and called him directly. After a while, the phone was picked up.

"Which one?"

Tang Xiaoyu felt a little disappointed when he listened to the other party's questions.

"Hello, Mr. Ding, I am Tang Xiaoyu."

"Oh...Hello, what's the matter?"

"Mr. Ding, I recently collaborated on a project with a friend and wanted to start a company together. I have been staying with you for so many years. No matter what, I have to say hello to you before I leave."

"Oh... you are Xiao Tang, right? Well, if anything happens, you can come directly to my office to talk. We haven't sat together and chatted for a long time, and I happen to be in the company today. Okay, let's See you at the company."

Tang Xiaoyu instinctively didn't want to go to the company again, but the words came to her lips but she couldn't say them out. Listening to the sound of the phone hanging up on the opposite side, a sense of frustration arose in my heart.

‘So what if you have money? In the eyes of others, you are still a dispensable little character. ’

The sudden wealth made Tang Xiaoyu feel a little disappointed. But visions of a future life soon took over.

Take your mobile phone, ID card, bank card, and keys. Tang Xiaoyu got up and walked upstairs. Low Grade got up Zhang Peng.

Soon a black Audi stopped in front of him, and Zhang Peng got out of the car.

Tang Xiaoyu: "Mr. Zhang is really different! Now you dare to call a special car when you go out?"

Old Zhang took out a huazi and threw it to Tang Xiaoyu, then lit one himself and started smoking.

"I thought the private car was faster, but I didn't expect that smoking is not allowed. Have a smoke first before leaving."

Tang Xiaoyu snatched the Huazi from his mouth, cursed and said:

"Don't waste time. I'll have something to do later, so hurry up and leave."

Dragging Zhang Peng into the car, Tang Xiaoyu chatted with him about games.

Because Zhang Peng has the Spirit Stone in his pocket, his daily sect tasks are particularly simple for him. Depending on which one has more experience, go directly to the market to collect the finished product and hand over the task when the time comes. It is simple and convenient.

Maybe it's because his Spirit Root is not as high as Tang Xiaoyu's, so he only has the third level of Qi Refining Stage so far. But compared with those penniless newcomers, I don’t know how many times better.

After arriving at the bank, Tang Xiaoyu was about to go to the queuing machine to get a ticket when Old Zhang grabbed him.

"What a queue! For customers like us who have deposits of over 100 million, their president has to come down personally to entertain them. Look at me."

After saying that, Old Zhang walked directly to Ms. Chen who wore the word "lobby manager" on her body. He spoke.

"I want to deposit 200 million yuan in time in your bank. You go and call your manager."

The lady was obviously stunned, and then she looked at Tang Xiaoyu and the two of them. Maybe she thought they were wearing ordinary clothes, so she said tentatively:

"I am the manager here. If you have any business, you can talk to me directly."

Zhang Peng said with a slightly impatient expression:

"Is your President Wang not here? If he is not here, find someone who can make the decision to talk to me. I'm in a hurry."

Perhaps intimidated by Zhang Peng's momentum, Ms. Chen was obviously a little panicked. Being able to tell that their president's surname is Wang at least proves that this person has done research in advance. No matter whether someone has this ability or not, she, as a lobby manager, cannot be offended.

Thinking of this, Ms. Chen quickly led Zhang and Peng upstairs. Tang Xiaoyu asked Zhang Peng in a low voice when no one was paying attention:

"Do you know the president here?"

Zhang Peng didn't answer him, just winked at him. Tang Xiaoyu understood instantly that this kid was blowing his beard.

Ms. Chen led them directly to the vice president's office. The vice president was a bald man in his forties. He and Ms. Chen only looked at each other, then quickly stood up with a smile.

"This is our President Wu. This customer wanted to handle large-amount deposits and wanted to see our President Wang. I saw that President Wang was not here, so I brought them here."

Upon hearing this, President Wu hurriedly stepped forward to shake hands with Tang Xiaoyu and said:

"I wonder what we call you two? We, President Wang, have gone to the city for a meeting. If you have any questions, you can also come to me."

After saying that, he gestured to the sofa in the office to invite him.

As soon as Tang Xiaoyu and Zhang Peng sat down, Ms. Chen brought two bottles of mineral water from outside the house and placed them in front of them.

Zhang Peng glanced at Tang Xiaoyu and said to President Wu:

"We came to your bank to find out how much interest your bank can give on large time deposits?"

Tang Xiaoyu was stunned when he heard this. This horse riding is different from the script. Isn't it here to handle transfers and raises?