Plutocrats From the Gold Rush

Oh Schett, damn Stan, you better make sure that everything you just said is true.

Not kidding me a bad old man!

Otherwise, not only do you not want me to remodel your room.

And I swear, I will kick you out of my hotel forever!

Looking at the old Hawk who rushed out with a look of lack of sleep and anger, Xie Jin shrugged helplessly, ignoring the old Hawk's disbelief and a trace of anger.

As well as all the unclear eyes around him, he spoke.

As you can see.

Bang bang!

Looking at the old Hawk, Xie Jin said without saying anything, but just patted on his side, a bulging canvas bag beside the donkey Watts.

Oh God, my God.

You're such a goddamn angel, no devil, no satan...

Forget it, whatever he is.

In short, it is not a good thing.

And I'm pretty sure, damn you, got your ass kissed by Lady Luck.

But damn it, why would Goddess Luck kiss you lightly? I really don't understand!

Well, without further ado, I'll call you right now.

By the way, one last question, if you think it's wrong, you don't have to say it.

Damn you, did you really hit a gold mine? !

Yes, yes, I really dug a gold mine. Guess, is it the largest, or the easiest gold mine ever to be mined?

Rolling his eyes, he looked at the expectant old Hawke, and the countless town residents who were looking forward to it and pricked up their ears.

And several gold diggers who have opened the hotel windows, or hid in the corner to eavesdrop.

Xie Jin chatted with Old Hawk very calmly.

Now what he actually said was meaningless, and none of it mattered.

The key is what these people are willing to believe.

Then what is the truth, and what he said will be immediately interpreted and brain-filled to become the answer they need.

Therefore, he doesn't really care about answering some questions.

They are not hounds, they can have that dog's nose to smell gold and mineral veins.

As long as you can't see it, the plan after adding him doesn't affect his original layout, who cares how they think about it?

As for delusional thoughts?

Heh, he has prepared means for a long time, and there are countless preventive measures.

Just wait to accumulate capital next to prevent various problems and riots that may arise.

Oh come on Stan, you're not telling me the truth.

But it doesn't matter, there is a proverb in the small town of Charles.

It's the fox's tail, which will show up one day.

Then you will see how I laugh at your behavior today.

Come on, old Hawk, that's a Chinese proverb, Euryxette.

...Really? Never mind, I learned it from San Francisco anyway, but I've already found out that you're dishonest.

Just wait, I'll definitely find your pigtails!

Then that sentence just now was racist, right?

You bloody old white man!

... Looking at Old Hawk who turned around and entered the tavern, Xie Jin growled at him with a displeased face.

In exchange, it was indeed just the old guy's raised hand, and then waved it left and right.

Looking helplessly at the old Hawk who left and walked into the house, Xie Jin turned around and touched Watts' neck, then found a place with a helpless expression, and sat down.

Started to wait for the recycling company and the people from the bank to arrive.

...

In the small town, in front of Old Hawk's tavern and hotel, countless people surrounded him all over the place.

After the whole town knew that Xie Jin had brought back countless gold, and invited people from the recycling company over.

Almost one counted as one, and all of them gathered to watch the fun.

After all, this is a gold mining town, who can refuse a large amount of gold to appear in front of their eyes?

Although not theirs.

Thank you, Mr. Erwin, thank you for coming to Charles and helping me dispose of this batch of gold.

If there is a chance next time, I will continue to seek cooperation with you.

Hanging up the phone with a smile on his face, he confirmed with his bank manager that more than 800,000 US dollars had indeed been transferred into his account.

Putting down the phone, Xie Jin immediately held the manager's hand of the opposite recycling company with an extremely bright smile.

It's just as pleasant to cooperate with you, Mr. Xie, our Birmingham company also welcomes people like you to continue to cooperate with us.

The owner of the Birmingham Gold Recycling Company with a professional smile on his face shook hands with Xie Jin in a friendly manner.

Of course, how he cursed Xie Jin, a damn oriental guy, for being so cunning and cunning, for raising the price of gold crazily and lowering his profit, is naturally not humane.

And it doesn't matter.

The important thing is that now the two are very happy to complete a win-win deal.

As for the unhappiness between the two?

Oh, and for gold's sake, let those damned unhappy go to hell and play with Satan.

Don't demons all like this kind of negative energy? Then give it to them, maybe you will go to hell in the future, and it may not be appreciated.

The wild thoughts in the manager's mind naturally couldn't affect Xie Jin and everyone present.

After clearing the crowd, watching the Birmingham boss who brought the gold into the escort vehicle with two security guards, and the accompanying bank staff boarded the vehicle and left.

Xie Jin turned his head, looked at the countless guys watching him with complicated expressions and said.

What, what do you want me to do?

The fun has been finished, everyone can go back to their homes, and go back to rest after the show.

There is still a lot of work to do tomorrow.

You know you're not a goddamn millionaire like me.

Oh Shet, Stan.

Fack squid! Stan.

You bloody rich man!

Countless middle fingers and taunting and cursing echoed in and out of the tavern in an instant following Xie Jin's voice.

Countless people looked at Xie Jin with a smile on his face, and most of them dispersed in a complicated and inexplicable manner.

After all, a living millionaire exists right in front of his eyes.

That feeling and impact are extremely shocking.

This is especially the case. Almost from the moment he was born, his destiny was determined for the rest of his life. No matter how he struggled, he would return to the original track in the end.

Or a person who is bruised all over.

Such a scene in front of their eyes is really no less than a turbulent sea. When a miracle comes down, it shocks and frightens them.

Hey Stan, put that damn face on your face and get the hell out of your room.

My promise will be fulfilled, and I will definitely give you this damn rich man to renovate a star hotel room.

But now, with that damn smile on your face, get out of this group of people.

Seriously, they need a good rest today.

Damn you, stop provoking and provoking them.

Looking at the old Hawk with a complicated face, looking at him and countless scattered town residents and gold diggers.

Xie Jin put away his smile, nodded, then turned around and walked up the stairs and into the room.

Lying on the bed, thinking about the dispersed crowd downstairs, he was suddenly speechless.

In fact, sometimes it is quite meaningless to think about it.

Seeing these people who were just like me before, struggling on the verge of life and death at the bottom, with all kinds of joys and sorrows, ups and downs, left silently.

He also sometimes felt that it was really meaningless and not fun for him to be so happy and superior.

Nothing to be proud of.