Ling Ping'an frowned and looked at the strange guy in front of him.
"So what if you're rich?" He shook his head. "Go! I'm too lazy to talk to you! "
People of different paths could not work together.
This was something he had already known since he was in primary school.
There were some people that you couldn't communicate with at all!
As he said that, Ling Ping'an picked up his cat and planned to stay away from such people.
Because he was afraid that when lightning struck, it would strike him!
"Hey hey!" The other party chased after him relentlessly. "Kid, don't you want the money on the ground?"
Ling Ping'an turned around and looked at him. Then, he shook his head as if he was looking at an idiot.
Money?
What was that?
Was it delicious?
He donated hundreds of thousands of yuan every year.
Therefore, Ling Ping'an's personality was far better than this kind of rich second generation.
However, he was magnanimous and would not argue with such a person.
After all, Confucius had punished Shao Zhengmao.
He was not a cat or dog by the roadside!
Ling Ping'an had always felt that if he wanted to criticize someone, he would criticize a hypocrite.
And this guy in front of him?
Scolding him would only dirty his mouth!
Of course, if he didn't know what to do.
Ling Ping'an would reluctantly let him know why there were so few Zu An scholars!
...
Lu Bao felt that he had lost a lot of face.
Especially when he was looked at by that poor scholar with that kind of gaze, he felt very hurt.
"F * ck! I actually met the Act Tough King! "He thought," No, I can't lose! "
It had been a tradition since ancient times for the rich second generation to compete and show off their wealth.
No one could avoid it.
Therefore, they would often do things that were unimaginable or even stupid in the eyes of outsiders.
But they couldn't be blamed for this.
Because life was too boring.
If he couldn't compete and show off his wealth, what was the point?
To Lu Bao, face was very important!
Lu Bao rolled his eyes and ran over. He continued shouting, "Hey! Seriously! Sell me your cat! "
"How about a million?"
As long as he agreed.
Once the cat was in his hands, he would use blackmail or swindle to pin it on his head!
After he won the lawsuit, he would strangle his cat in front of this guy and throw the corpse to him!
Thinking of this, Lu Bao licked his lips.
He liked this very much.
Throwing money...
As long as it felt good!
In his opinion, it was impossible for the other party to reject him.
One million!
That was one million!
Even if he was poor, he wouldn't be able to earn that much money in his entire life, right?
How could he not be tempted?
What a joke!
So he smiled, wrote a series of zeros on his checkbook, and signed his name.
He tore it off and handed it over.
Who knew that he was looking at a pair of eyes full of ridicule.
"Do you not understand human language?" The other party sneered. "Is there something wrong with your brain?"
"Or did your parents forget to teach you how to behave?"
"F * ck!" Lu Bao was furious. "I gave you face, but you don't want it?!"
He looked at his opponent's frail body and threw a punch.
In his mind, he often exercised, and occasionally went mountain climbing and boxing.
To deal with this kind of wastrel who stayed at home all day, he should be able to make him call for his father with a single punch.
Then, she stomped and kicked his body dozens of times.
As long as no one died, it would be fine.
Worse comes to worst, I'll just lose money!
Spending money to buy happiness was very satisfying!
However...
The fist that he swung out was firmly grabbed by an ice-cold, pure white little hand.
Pa!
A slap landed directly on his face.
"Ant!" A cold female voice sounded in his ears. "How can you be so impudent in front of my master?"
Lu Bao turned his head in a daze. What he saw was an extremely cold and exquisite small face.
Under the small face, there were exquisite and plump curves that even a thick cashmere coat could not hide.
Lu Bao swallowed his saliva. "Miss He!"
It was the rich woman from Nanyang who he could not forget in the cemetery today.
He looked at this rich young lady, who was worth hundreds of millions and was no less than his father, who caused all the rich young masters in Jiangcheng City to flock to like ducks. The Nanyang beauty, who had lost her soul, turned her head to look at the ordinary poor man.
She smiled like a flower.
It was as if she had met the most important person in her life.
It was also as if she had seen the lover she had been pursuing.
The light in her eyes made people jealous, envious, and tempting.
But...
What shocked Lu Bao even more was...
This Nanyang beauty, a rich woman with a net worth of hundreds of millions, trembled.
Her voluptuous and seductive body bowed deeply in front of the poor man. It was almost as if she had the attitude of a servant to her master. She said softly and softly, "Master..."
"I've been looking for you so hard!"
Lu Bao was dumbfounded.
Servant?
Are you sure?
Did I hear wrongly?
How could that poor man be worthy of her?
In shock, the extremely beautiful woman turned her head fiercely and glared at Lu Bao. Then, she asked the young man, "Master... this ant wantonly provoked and blasphemed you..."
"He really deserves to be killed!"
"With your permission..."
"Please allow me to punish him for you!"
As she spoke, a ball of cold light appeared in her hands.
There was a faint blue luster in the cold light.
It was poison!
Poison!
Lu Bao was scared out of his wits. He wanted to shout for help.
However, he could not shout at all.
That was because the poison in the ball of cold light had already seeped into his internal organs. It was just that it was ready to be released.
He was just waiting for the young man to nod...
Lu Bao knew what would happen to him!
That was because he remembered...
Some of the things that his father had told him.
"Lu Bao, don't overestimate yourself!"
"In this world, there are many things that money can't do!"
"There are even things that you can't imagine!"
"Those extraordinary things, those evil ghosts... all of these are things that you and I can't fight against!"
"If you provoke such a person outside, you will definitely die!"
In the past, Lu Bao had always thought that his father was threatening him.
But today, he finally understood that it was not a threat, but a priceless advice!
Unfortunately, he realized it too late!
"No wonder..." he thought of more things in fear. "No wonder the richer a person is, the more they believe in ghosts, Fengshui, and Eight Diagrams..."
Big companies and big consortiums had to spend a lot of money to hire masters to calculate even if their stocks were to be listed and their companies were to open.
It had to be a good day or festival before they could do it.
Even many large Internet companies were the same.
Lu Bao had mocked these people in the past.
He said that they were 'living in modern times, but their brains were in ancient times'.
But now, he finally knew.
It was not because those big companies were stupid, nor was it because they were superstitious.
But in this world, there was indeed transcendent power!
The energy that these people who controlled transcendent power possessed was far beyond imagination. They might even be like the legendary immortals and gods!
So …
The bigger the company, the richer the people, the more superstitious and the more they believed in it.
Because they knew that these things really existed!
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