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The early morning sun was spotted in the rental house through cheap curtains.

Zhang Xiaojian woke up on time, and his sleepiness quickly dissipated. He opened the curtains and looked at the awkward scenery outside the window, feeling a little energetic.

When he came to the small bathroom, he began to wash.

Ok?

Zhang Xiaojian looked at himself in the mirror and noticed some differences.

In the past, he basically never exercised, so he didn't have the slightest pectoral muscles. How can he have a contour now?

Regardless of the toothpaste foam in his mouth, he looked at his lower abdomen. A piece of his abdominal muscles was already bulging. His arms seemed to be thicker. With a little fist, Zhang Xiaojian felt that his strength seemed to be much greater.

He remembers that his strength is 30, and the label is a person who regularly exercises strength.

It can be seen from this description that it is not terrible.

But such a big change happened to him, which seems to only show how weak he was before.

If you keep eating the fruits of strength, you won't become a bodybuilder, right?

Zhang Xiaojian had goose bumps, and felt that a fit and strong man really had no sense of beauty, or that he could not appreciate it. He liked the smooth muscle lines of the cheetah style.

After washing, Zhang Xiaojian put on a pure white T-shirt that cost 15 yuan at the night market, put on a pair of jeans that had been worn for a long time, and picked up an empty black schoolbag.

This Monday, logically speaking, he should now rush to the breakfast stall downstairs to have breakfast, and then obediently squeeze the bus to go to work.

But it was obvious that he didn't plan to go now.

To say that one of the most tormenting things in the world, there must be a class that knows no future, but you have to go to the class every day.

Take out his mobile phone to find his immediate superior Pharaoh, and dial.

"Hey, Xiaojian, what's the matter?"

"Brother Wang, I am going to leave."

"No!" Pharaoh's answer was categorical.

Next came the education time. Lao Wang asked Zhang Xiaojian if he had found his next home and what he planned to do after leaving the job.

Did Zhang Xiaojian answer that he would have more time to spend money that he could not spend his entire life until he resigned?

So he can only hesitate.

Hearing Zhang Xiaojian's vagueness, Lao Wang, who had been in a good relationship for a long time, disagreed even more.

The final result is: "I am not trying to force you to stay, but you leave your job without thinking about it. I definitely disagree. I will give you a three-day paid holiday. After three days, you will think it over The company came to me."

"Oh……."

After Zhang Xiaojian hung up the phone, he opened the door and went downstairs to the breakfast stall he had eaten for many years, and ordered a bowl of soy milk and two fried dough sticks.

While gnawing fritters, Zhang Xiaojian thought about what the rich should eat for breakfast?

My consumption level is definitely unqualified now.

You must squander and wave, so that the consumption points can rise, change the fruit and change the skill book.

He didn't wait for him to figure out how to splurge.

I heard the whispers of the old couple who had been selling soy milk fritters for twelve years.

"The stall will be open for two more hours. If you can sell more money, it will be a little money."

"Okay, Xiaolan is going to college after all. Going to other places will cost a lot. It's okay for us to save more money."

The couple greeted the guests while talking.

In Zhang Xiaojian's impression, Xiaolan was still a little girl with a pigtail, and she was already going to college in a flash.

"Check out." Zhang Xiaojian shouted.

Not yet fifty years old, the stall owner who looked like an old man with silver hair: "Zhang, have you eaten? Five yuan."

"Scan code."

The old man took out a somewhat dirty QR code card.

Zhang Xiaojian took the phone and scanned it, typed in '1000', and clicked OK.

It’s pretty smart over there. There is an electronic sound from the small speaker: "One thousand yuan in the account,

"Uh?"

Zhang Xiaojianxin is bad, when does this stall still have this smart reminder function?

The old couple was stunned when they heard a thousand words, and the people eating breakfast at the tables nearby glanced over.

"Zhang, it's okay, press it wrong, I'll find it for you, and bring your phone."

Zhang Xiaojian stood up and waved his hand: "That's right, I have seen Xiaolan. It's been quite a while. I can't hold a promotion banquet when I go to university, just treat me as a gift."

After saying these words, he secretly complained to himself, why is he so courteous?

The old man hurriedly: "No, no..."

Only Zhang Xiaojian ran away.

When the twenty-something young man ran up, he called a quick one. He was an old man who could catch up, so he could only follow behind and shout: "This money is saved for me, and it will be deducted slowly later."

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At eight o'clock, the bank has not opened yet.

The 24-hour automatic teller room is still open.

Insert the red card into the card slot, and the familiar red bottom interface appears again.

Zhang Xiaojian thought about it. He didn't know how to bind this card to online banking. It would be better to transfer a few million to his card, which would be much more convenient for all kinds of consumption.

Then he pressed transfer and found a line of small characters under the box for entering numbers.

[The minimum transfer amount of this card is 10 million]

WHAT?Zhang Xiaojian felt that he was despised.

What kind of high-end card is this? Not only will the page be changed when inserted into the ATM, there is no password, there is a minimum amount for transfers?

Angrily, Zhang Xiaojian pressed it.

"100000000."

First transfer 100 million, huh!

After entering the amount, he took out his own savings card, typed in the card number carefully, got it right again, and clicked OK.

After the householder: Zhang X Jian appeared on the display, he clicked OK again.

Then inexplicably felt a little nervous.

After a while, the mobile phone text message prompt sounded.

"Your account will be credited at 8:07 on May 31, 2019, RMB 100000000.00, and the balance is RMB 100001025.00."

Zhang Xiaojian felt his heart beating wildly.

This pile of 0s really made him a little dazzled.

After taking three deep breaths, Zhang Xiaojian clicked back and then chose to withdraw money.

He thought about it in the morning. He should go out in high-end places in the future. According to the high-end places in idol movies and TV shows, they all need to be tipped. You can't swipe WeChat to give tips. It is still necessary.

Therefore, it is convenient to take an eight million yuan and put it at home.

There are only one hundred thousand, two hundred thousand, four hundred thousand, and eight hundred thousand in the page options of the red card.

Without any hesitation, Zhang Xiaojian chose 800,000 directly.

Today he came prepared, and the black empty schoolbag was carried in front of him.

It’s just that he is poor after all. He used to withdraw up to a few thousand dollars. He didn’t understand the mechanism of the ATM.

ATMs generally have four cash boxes, and one cash box is full of 200,000. According to the truth, a cash machine does have 800,000 full.

But usually banks will not fill the four-deposit boxes full, and it is common to put one or two.

And more importantly, the name suffix of this bank is Jingyang Branch, which is surrounded by the civilian areas of the old city, and the amount of withdrawals is actually very small.

Therefore, generally only one cash box is placed here.

Throwing away yesterday's successive withdrawals, where can Zhang Xiaojian's cash machine withdraw 800,000?

But he didn't know this. He opened his big schoolbag and looked at the banknotes as if splashing out at the cash outlet, feeling very happy.

Take out one stack, two stacks, three stacks...

"Beep." The siren rang again.

Zhang Xiaojian experienced it once and knew that the cash machine was out of money. He looked at the one on the left and found a small note on it with the word'Maintenance' written on it.

These two ATMs meant that his withdrawal plan was ruined again.

Before standing up and squatting, the door of the cash withdrawal room was pushed open, and the security guard appeared again, still a little familiar.

Maybe it was because Zhang Xiaojian raised his hands with a cold sweat on his face that made the security brother remember deeply, he actually recognized Zhang Xiaojian "is you again?"

Zhang Xiaojian was a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry, I'm running out of money again."