Me, tens of billions of land to farm

Chapter 12 You Can't Park In This Parking Space
The middle-aged man really wanted to cry after hearing this.

I just went out to buy some bamboo shoots.

As a result, I met a low-key boss.

Then there is tragedy.

I want to know that the bamboo shoots in this cart are made of gold.

I would rather circle around the earth than get close.

"It's really all misunderstandings, all misunderstandings..."

The middle-aged man had already woken up from the wine, and he kept begging for mercy with a mournful face.

Buying a bamboo shoot makes you a prisoner.

This is no one anymore!

After parking the car at the gate of the bank, Su Ming clapped his hands and got out of the car.

You just put this truckload of goods worth hundreds of millions of dollars in the warehouse to shed ashes?

A red light lasts for several minutes, and car owners have already become impatient.

Boss, you are awesome!

If you are particularly casual, follow the navigation and drive to the bank.

What happened these days is really more and more confusing.

The security guard of the bank opened the door and walked out frowning.

Su Ming answered with a smile.

A million-dollar Porsche is not as well paid as a grocery store car.

The patrol police at the first few intersections got the news. Regardless of whether the traffic light was red or green, Su Ming always had a green light.

"That's not necessary."

Su Ming laughed and was in a good mood. He stepped on the accelerator and rushed out, heading straight to the bank.

"Yes."

Seeing his companions arrive and holding down the middle-aged man and the two patrolmen, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Fuck, what's going on here?"

The security guard pointed to the sign next to it: "Did you see that only users with a deposit of over [-] million can park here?"

The two patrolmen had vigilant eyes and alert faces.

The main road is blocked by water.

Sitting on the van, I looked down at the depressed eyes of these car owners.

Su Ming nodded.

"No parking here."

There is no way not to be on guard.

It's not wrong.

Su Ming couldn't refuse after seeing it.

The patrolman also guessed. After all, apart from the rich, the only people who could swallow so many good things were banks.

Su Ming smiled calmly: "This is just some inventory gathering dust in the warehouse. It's not very valuable, so I won't bother you."

“Are all vegetable sellers so arrogant now?”

"Are you going to the bank?"

"..."

"Oh."

Although this car is not expensive, the things in it are ridiculously expensive.

After Su Ming thanked these patrol officers, he got into the car directly.

A car owner who just bought a Porsche with full payment, was in a hurry, and suddenly felt that the steering wheel in his hand was not good.

directly through.

The probability of winning is lower than buying a lottery ticket.

Su Ming stood aside and smiled lightly.

After a while, a siren sounded in the distance, and soon two patrol policemen who came to support arrived.

All right, all right, you are rich, you are rich, whatever you say is right.

When they saw a vegetable-selling car with a green light all the way, unscrupulously walking on the bus route, and no one stopped them, they all stared round their eyes.

Although this middle-aged man didn't know that he was selling golden bamboo shoots, it seemed understandable, but he secretly took kickbacks, was arrogant and unreasonable, and bought and sold by force, this series of actions were all true.

Personal protection, yes.

This wave of operations is amazing.

asked one of the patrolmen.

But there were still two police cars following not too far behind.

“Isn’t this a painting of a parking space?”

Several black lines were drawn over the patrol officer's head.

"Then do you need us to escort you?"

Although Su Ming said there was no need for patrol police escort.

If this is bumped and lost, the responsibility will be great.

"This is a dedicated parking space for VIP users of our bank."

In admiration!

Su Ming looked at the white line below.

Pushing the middle-aged man into the police car made them feel a little more relaxed.

"The whole process is green. What kind of vegetables is he selling? The Queen Mother's flat peaches?"

Although Su Ming is a good boy in the 21st century, it does not mean that he is a bad person.

"You drive 20 meters ahead, there is a public parking space there, and it's not far away."

said the security guard.

"Then if I go in now and deposit 1000 million in the bank."

Su Ming smiled lightly: "Doesn't it need to move the car?"

(End of this chapter)