Fist of Imagination

"Xiaoliang, what are you doing standing still? Give me money."

"No need. As editor-in-chief Li... Li, I think you should do more basic work in the future to improve your knowledge base related to business.

"I don't know how you hacked the official website of Qinggenfeng Cultural and Creative Industries, but the financial process of large companies is not so fast. Even if you have five million and want to transfer it to others immediately, it is not that easy.

"That's it for today. I'm too lazy to call the police. It cost thirty yuan to take a taxi. You can help me pay for this glass of wine. Let's just say goodbye and forget about each other, okay?"

Fang Weiyu jumped off the bar chair with his hands on the cushions, lowered his head and pinched the brim of his newsboy hat. He was about to leave with a faint smile when he saw the man named Liang De slowly put his right hand into his suit jacket.

Teacher Fang stiffened:

What are you doing, you're going to pull out a gun in this move? Damn it.

No way, no way, you can’t be so mentally retarded, right? This is a bar in the city center and diagonally across from it is the police station. Brother, you are a fraudster, not a robber. Please be clear and clear about your career position, okay?

Liang De's hand paused under his coat, and he used the martial arts soul to connect to the cross-border communication system inside Thunder Bluff. He left a message asking the outside assistant to do the corresponding support work, and then took out a magic sea mysterious weapon from his arms. Light-colored envelopes printed on site.

He showed Fang Weiyu the side of the envelope with the ribbon printed on it:

"I have a cashier's check from Helvetia Bank here, worth a million dollars."

Get out of here!

Who would believe that a copyright editor carries a cashier's check of one million US dollars with him!

Now we are engaging in fraud and not filming an idol drama. Do you know what a million dollars is? Are you a mysterious villain from which Japanese mystery novel? Prepare some realistic and logical methods for me!

"You may not believe it... I would rather you pulled out a gun."

Fang Weiyu took a deep breath. She was so embarrassed that she wanted to hold her heart tightly. She felt like she couldn't stay in this place for a second.

Damn it, otherwise you should call the police. This kind of unprofessional liar should be punished by law!

Liang De nodded as if he understood something, put down the envelope and said:

"That's right. The credibility of Helvetia Bank has not been very strong recently, so let's do this... Teacher Weiyu, is the number you usually bind to your mobile payment the same as now?"

He took out his phone and clicked:

"152, 2300... Oh, I saw your name, Teacher Weiyu, please turn on the notification tone on your phone."

Turn on the beep?

Fang Weiyu subconsciously held down the phone through his trouser pocket.

She usually has DND turned on, but recently in order to get news about the lioness Ale from her informant at any time, she kept the ringer on.

What should I do, should I turn it off? Or is his purpose actually to get me to unlock my phone, and regardless of whether the notification sound is on or not, I will be tricked as soon as I unlock it? Is this a routine?

Fang Weiyu was thinking wildly when he suddenly heard the sound of a large handful of gold coins falling from his pocket.

"The wealth treasure has arrived, two, ten, ten thousand, yuan."

ha?

Another handful of gold coins fell.

"The wealth treasure has arrived, two, ten, ten thousand, yuan."

ah?

Another handful!

Depend on!

Fang Weiyu looked at Liang De who put down his phone in shock. Mr. Liang responded with a business smile:

"I'm sorry, Teacher Weiyu, the maximum single transfer is 200,000 yuan, and there are also restrictions on single-day transfers. That's why Zhifu Bao is inconvenient...

"I have already communicated with my finance colleagues. They will use different accounts to transfer money to you until five million is transferred."

"In order to let me unlock it, you used some kind of short-distance transmission method to implant a virus program in my phone that can automatically play recordings. You can't fool me!"

Fang Weiyu tried hard to sort out his thoughts amidst the dizzying sound of throwing coins.

Liang De smiled and said: "I can implant virus programs at close range, so why do I need you to unlock them?"

He turned to the white-haired dwarf bartender behind the bar and said:

"Brother, is the lady next to me a member of your store?"

"Uh... yes." The white-haired bartender who witnessed everything stiffly wiped his glass, unsure whether he should call the police immediately.

Liang De took out a steaming credit card from his arms and pushed it over the counter:

"Help me top up Ms. Fang's account with one million."

The bartender swallowed, "Wait a moment, I'll ask the store manager to come over right away."

After a moment, the store manager bent down slightly, held the credit card in both hands and handed it to Liang De, then turned around and said to Fang Weiyu with a smile on his face:

"Ms. Fang, one million has been charged to your VIP account. I have also applied for a maximum discount for you. The total balance now is 1.2 million. You can apply for a refund at any time for the balance other than the bonus. I wish you have fun."

Fang Weiyu nodded numbly. At the same time, the phone in her pocket was still vibrating.

Why are you still transferring money? It has already exceeded 5 million. Didn’t you, Qinggenfeng Cultural and Creative Finance, learn mathematics?

She mechanically took out her phone and unlocked it, mechanically looked at the balance of the Fortune Treasure, and mechanically applied for a cash withdrawal... Surprisingly, damn, it was really true!

Liang De slowly put away his credit card, took his office tablet, and said to Li Zhixian on the screen:

"Editor Li, the network signal here is not very good. I will close the conference software and re-debug it. I will invite you later."

He turned off the tablet and asked Fang Weiyu to sit back on the bar chair.

"Teacher Wei Yu, let me introduce myself again.

"Liang De, the copyright editor of Qinggengfeng Cultural and Creative, is also the life assistant of Miss Li Zhixian, who is my main job."

"Life assistant?"

Liang De put on a mysterious expression and said:

"Ms. Li has many elders who serve as senior executives in Qinggengfeng. Her family members hold a large number of group shares and have a lot of say in my company.

"And the media industry is just a very, very small part of the Li family's business map. In the fields of finance, electronics, construction, automobiles, chemicals, shipping, etc., the Li family also has world-class influence.

"Teacher Wei Yu, maybe you have only seen the so-called chaebols in some film and television dramas and fictional works, but I think you know without me saying...

"Chaebols are real."

"You mean that editor-in-chief Li Zhi is actually..."

"She is the eldest daughter of a chaebol family."

Li Zhixian, who was watching secretly, took a sip of Chichibu Hongye Whiskey.

You are the one who can come up with outrageous personalities, and it has to be you, Old Liang.

It's not difficult for him at all!

"Teacher Weiyu, Editor-in-Chief Li is very interested in your short story about the savior investigator L. She is particularly interested.

"Two hundred thousand, one million, five million, these are small sums. In the eyes of people like them, they are nothing at all.

"What you got today is a very, very precious opportunity."

Liang De cast his sincere eyes on Fang Weiyu's retina:

"So I personally suggest that in the next communication, no matter how unreasonable Editor-in-Chief Li's request is, you should agree to it first, and don't discourage her enthusiasm.

"The big shots don't understand and won't take care of the specific implementation. Later, I will be responsible for the relevant matters and work with you to complete all aspects of the detailed work to ensure that your core creativity, Teacher Weiyu, is realized to the greatest extent."

Fang Weiyu pondered for a while, "Is the Shiba Inu Investigator so exciting?"

"Sorry, let me correct it, it's the savior investigator."

Fang Weiyu: "Oh, I mean, the story of the savior Shiba Inu is just so-so, why is she so obsessed with it."

"Who knows, sometimes the taste of rich people is unpredictable, this is not important. ”

Not important? Fang Weiyu pinched the corner of his shirt.

Liang De reopened the office tablet and called up the online meeting interface:

“Editor-in-Chief Li, I have communicated with Teacher Weiyu, you can start to raise your needs. ”

1. Thank you for the support of the president of the Sixth Hospital of Peking University, thank you Teacher Xie and President Mo for the reward, thank you for your reward, subscription, voting and support!

2. I originally wanted to post a 4,000-word chapter this time. Is it bold? Du Tingbei, post a 4,000-word chapter. Just this book "The Fist of Pulling the Crotch", it is completely this book "The Fist of Pulling the Crotch", and I will re-update it with 4,000 words. When I was in the group today, I told all the group members that I would re-update it with 4,000 words, because it’s not good to stop here. I kept saying 4,000 words... But then I gave up. Do you know why? I studied it. I have been reading and studying a lot of 4,000-word online articles, but I just can't make up my mind... First, the number of words is not enough. I don't have the ability, you know, the number of words can't be achieved. I thought about it and thought about it. In the end, I struggled for more than an hour. It was a major decision. I decided to stop here. A decision made by one person, a person's thinking. This is my regret.

3. Sacrifice a friend's new book, "Fairy, Put Down the Knife First", which is almost 200,000 words!

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5. Thank you everyone, see you tomorrow ('')