"Um."

Chen Hao nodded.

"Then I'll handle the business for you now?"

The lobby manager asked Chen Hao for the last time.

"Yeah, please trouble you."

Chen Hao said politely.

"You're welcome, this is what we should do."

After operating on the computer for a few times, the lobby manager said to Chen Hao: "Please enter your password."

Chen Hao entered his password. After more than ten seconds, the lobby manager pushed out two bank cards. Chen Hao put away his bank card, glanced at Brother Sun, who could not hide his excitement, and said lightly: "You check it out."

Brother Sun held the bank card tightly in his hand and said to the lobby manager: "Have the money been transferred to the bank card?"

"Yes sir."

The lobby manager handed over a transfer form and said to Brother Sun: "Sir, you can take a look."

Brother Sun took a closer look at the transfer bill, showed a smile on his face, and said to Chen Hao in an orderly tone: "I'll take this transfer bill!"

"Um."

Chen Hao nodded.

After coming out of the hall, Brother Sun was worried about going to the Atm machine outside the bank and checking the balance of the bank card. After seeing the series of zeros with his own eyes, he counted carefully and then felt completely relieved.

"…What a country bumpkin, have you never seen money?"

Outside, Wang Yongbing spoke to Chen Hao with disdain.

Chen Hao gave him a blank look and said seriously: "Yongbing, don't cause trouble, do you understand?"

"I understand Brother Chen."

Wang Yongbing nodded and defended himself: "I was angry just now because that boy dared to talk to you, and his mouth was unclean. I was not trying to find trouble on purpose."

"It's just a good thing."

Chen Hao smiled and said, "Is it necessary to get angry with this kind of garbage?"

“That’s true.”

After hearing this, Wang Yongbing suddenly realized and smiled: "Brother Chen is right. Being angry with this kind of garbage is simply a reduction in my identity."

"Have you heard of a word?"

Chen Hao laughed and said, "When you quarrel with an idiot, this idiot will always anger you first, and then lower your IQ level when you are angry. Next, he will defeat you with his rich experience."

Wang Yongbing immediately laughed.

Brother Sun walked out, glanced at the two of them, pretended to be cool, and said, "Let's go."

The three of them were speechless all the way and soon returned to the ward.

In the ward, people were standing there at this moment.

Seven or eight gangsters with fierce looks stood in the room, deliberately illuminating tattoos on their arms or chests, trying to shock others.

Gong Le and Teacher Liu were squeezed into the corner and stood.

A young man with a bruised nose, a slapped face, a dirty dress, and a little similar to Gong Le, was surrounded by those little gangsters.

Huang Xiaoming was still half leaning on the hospital bed, looking like a big brother.

"Xiao Sun."

After seeing Brother Sun, Chen Hao and others come back, Huang Xiaoming felt excited, looked at Brother Sun with a stern face and said, "How is it?"

Brother Sun blinked at him, smiled on his face, and said, "One million, not a penny."

In the ward, there was a slight commotion in an instant.

All the gangsters looked envious and greedy and excited.
Chapter completed!