Shenhao System: I am serious about spending money

in danger?

An Jing didn't hesitate any longer and rushed into the fire escape, quickly climbing to the top floor.

The hospital is not very high, the highest floor is only 7th.

When An Jing reached the top floor, the fire door was half open, so she walked sideways to the outside.

Like most top floors, this is a large flat, surrounded by high walls and with many uneven pillars on the ground, which slightly affects the line of sight.

She poked her head out and searched for a while before she found a little girl in school uniform behind the exit of the passage.

The wind is not too strong at the end of September, but it is a bit hot.

It was already past 11 o'clock in the morning. The sun was shining on the roof, burning people's bodies. An Jing had only stood there for a while and a thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead.

However, just this one glance made her heart tighten.

The girl had already climbed half of the wall!

"What are you doing?" An Jing immediately stopped him.

The girl turned back suddenly: "Don't come over here!"

"I won't come over, but you shouldn't climb up anymore." An Jing felt a headache. What was going on?

"Can we talk?" An Jing was unusually gentle.

"What are you talking about?" Zhang Dilai looked at An Jing warily.

Yeah, what shall we talk about?

The system reminded at the right time: "Host, mission!"

An Jing was a little skeptical and secretly complained: "She is about to jump off the building, and I am asking her about her dream now?"

Is this really appropriate?

The system thought: "There must be a reason why Heaven chose her as the target of the mission. Why don't you give it a try?"

An Jing thought about it and it made sense, so she calmly asked loudly: "Sister, do you have a dream?"

"..." How could there be such an idiot? Zhang Dilai sneered, "Sister, are you filming a variety show? Do you want to give me some tear-jerking background music? You are not naive enough to think that you can impress me by talking to me about your dreams, right?"

An Jing knew she would say that, and she felt so cheated.

"Can't he pick some mission targets that are easier for me to work with? Each one is more difficult than the last!"

It's almost over, how can we complete the mission?

An Jing watched Zhang Dilai climb over the wall and sit with her back to the outside. She felt as if she was facing a great enemy. She only regretted that she had no spiritual power left and her fragile body, so she could only watch helplessly and be unable to save anyone.

What should I do now? In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through An Jing's mind. How can I convince her to come down?

Forget it, that’s it!

"As long as you tell me your dream, I will definitely help you!" An Jing decided to take a gamble. "You are not afraid of death, so why are you afraid of trusting me once?"

Zhang Dilai looked at the woman who appeared inexplicably and said she wanted to help her, and she just felt it was ironic!

"Okay, I'll tell you! My dream is to study, go to college, make a name for myself, and leave that damn place forever!" Zhang Dilai never thought that anyone could help her, let alone this poor-looking woman in front of her. She just wanted to vent her anger by yelling at her, "Are you satisfied? Come and help me!"

An Jing was no longer panicked. So this is what it meant!

"Okay, tell me your collection account. One million. Is that enough?"

Zhang Dilai's anger suddenly stopped: "What?"

"I say, the payment account number!" An Jing raised her phone towards her and said with a relaxed look, "I can help you with all of what you said. But my ability is limited, I can only give you money. If one million is not enough, how about ten million?"

Zhang Dilai was in mixed feelings, this guy looked like he couldn't even take out a thousand yuan, so how could he ask for ten million yuan?

But why did she want to believe it?

"Do you know what you are saying?" Zhang Dilai's voice trembled a little, unable to hide her nervousness.

Of course An Jing knows what she is talking about.

In fact, the moment she answered the question "dream", An Jing heard a wonderful prompt sound.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host, Mission No. 2 has been activated. The current status of the object is 10% dream completion. Please keep up the good work, host!"

An Jing calmly took out her cell phone and opened the app.

The girl’s portrait did appear under Sheng Le’s portrait, with “Task No. 2” written next to it.

Name: Zhang Dilai

Gender: Female

Age: 16 years old

Dream: Go to college and escape from my family of origin (10%)

Luck value: 5

Favorability: Unsettled

Tsk, this luck value is only 5 points? How unlucky must this person be, no wonder he jumped off the building!

However, it seems that these problems can be easily solved with money!

"As long as you dare to say it, I dare to turn. How do you know if you don't try it?" An Jing looked at her leisurely.

Zhang Dilai was a little shaken: "You didn't lie to me?"

The breeze blew from her ear to An Jing's side, causing An Jing's hair to dance along with it. The sunlight fell on her cheek. At this moment, Zhang Dilai actually felt that this very poor-looking woman in front of her was inexplicably glowing with divine light.

An Jing raised her eyebrows: "I am a great..."

System: "Host, do you want to think about it?"

An Jing suddenly interrupted the conversation, snorted coldly, and said in the tone of those brainwashing mentors in the human world: "If you want to give up on yourself, I can't stop you. But if you are willing to believe me once, I promise you that you can realize your dream!"

Zhang Dilai stared at her for a long time, not knowing where her naivety came from. "Okay, I believe you."

She was right. I wasn't even afraid of death, so what else was there to be afraid of? The worst that could happen was just another chance!

But what if she can really help me?

Seeing her finally jump down from the wall, An Jing breathed a sigh of relief and immediately said, "Then tell me your account number, or give me the payment code, and I will transfer the money to you."

Zhang Dilai was a little embarrassed: "I don't have a smartphone."

Ok?

System reminder: "It seems that high school students in the human world are not allowed to use mobile phones."

An Jing understood and said to Zhang Di, "Oh, you are still a high school student, right? The school doesn't allow you to use it?"

"No, they gave my phone to my brother." Zhang Dilai clenched her hands nervously. Before, she had the courage to speak out her true thoughts on the wall, but now she was a little embarrassed to speak. She whispered, "Can you really give me money? I don't want a lot, 500 yuan a month is fine!"

As long as she can continue to study!

"Five hundred yuan?" An Jing was shocked and immediately refused, "No!"

"How about three hundred yuan?" Zhang Dilai was almost crying. If three hundred yuan wasn't enough, she really wouldn't be able to eat enough. If she didn't eat enough, she wouldn't be able to concentrate in class.

I knew I couldn't trust her. How could pie fall from the sky?

"Five hundred dollars is too much for you to look down on me! I'll give you five thousand a month, no, fifty thousand!"

Five hundred a month, when will she be able to spend all her money?

Zhang Dilai: “Ah?”

An Jing took her hand and said as they walked back, "It's so hot, let's go down first!"

Zhang Dilai was still immersed in her "50,000" and had no time to refuse. When they reached the elevator, she remembered to ask, "Where are we going?"

An Jing studied the map on her phone: "Don't you have a phone? Let's go buy a phone first, and then go eat."

Now Zhang Di almost completely believed that she was serious. If she was lying to her, there was no need to make it so real, right?

"I don't want a cell phone!" She quickly refused. "It's great that you can lend me living expenses. I will definitely pay you back in the future."

She still couldn't believe that the person in front of her could really give her 50,000 yuan a month. She saw that the hem of her T-shirt was washed out, and she looked thinner than herself. Zhang Di had never seen such a thin person in her life! How could she be so rich?

I guess he just wanted to get himself down, but he definitely genuinely wanted to help her.

An Jing didn't explain any more. If she didn't see the money, she would never believe it. Instead of wasting time explaining, it would be better to buy her the phone as soon as possible.

The two came out of the hospital and went straight to the Yi Tong store opposite the hospital.

Zhang Dilai was dragged in by An Jing, and only then did she understand that this man really wanted to buy her a mobile phone!

But why?

Even her biological parents never spent a penny on her, and they only gave her their previous cell phones when they became obsolete.

Just a stranger, whom she had only known for less than twenty minutes and whose name she didn't even know, was willing to spend such a large sum of money on her?

Just when Zhang Di was feeling uneasy, An Jing came into the room and asked loudly: "Boss, which is your most expensive phone?"