Richest Rag-picker N Chapter 85 - 84: You Are Also Trash

Chapter 85: Chapter 84: You Are Also Trash

Fang Chenyi completely ignored the murmurs from the crowd. After getting the young man’s confirmation, Fang Chenyi nodded in satisfaction.

He imdiately let go, casually dropping the two large bags of dog food on the ground.

He reached under his arm and took out a woven plastic sack, which he shook open. To everyone’s astonishnt, he pulled out a trash grabber from inside.

Ignoring the dumbfounded Principal Wang, he reached out with the grabber toward the three stacks of cash on the ground.

After using the grabber to consolidate the three stacks of cash into one pile, he looked at it with a frown. His gaze then shifted back to the young man’s face, and he spoke with a helpless tone.

"Hey, don’t tell

this is all the cash you carry when you go out?"

"What? Not enough for you? Heh heh. You’ve got all the right gear, don’t you? Let

guess, you’re a trash collector, right? Here, collecting trash can’t be easy. I’ve got another twenty thousand, it’s all yours. Consider it paynt for taking care of our Principal Wang’s dog all this ti."

He nodded and asked the young man again to confirm, "That’s it? This is all you have?"

"Holy shit, you greedy bastard! If I hadn’t only brought fifty thousand in cash with

today, I would’ve buried you in money... Ahh!"

But this ti, before the young man could finish his taunt, Fang Chenyi simply nodded, then lifted his leg and kicked.

The kick landed squarely on his abdon. The next mont, the young man’s entire body flew backward, slamming into the Rolls-Royce behind him with a loud THUD.

"You piece of trash. If you’re out of money, what the hell are you still yapping about? So noisy."

After letting out a curse, under everyone’s stunned gaze, Fang Chenyi used the grabber to pick up the other two stacks of money, then tossed the entire fifty-thousand-RMB pile into his woven sack.

[Ding! Host has picked up 50,000 RMB, triggering a special system reward. Awarding 5,000,000 RMB in cash! The reward has been placed inside Host’s GC·NB945 vehicle. Please retrieve it at your convenience.]

The mont Fang Chenyi tossed the fifty thousand RMB into his woven sack, the system notification sounded in his mind right on cue.

’Fifty thousand turned into five million? That’s a hundred-fold return! Holy shit, if I ever picked up a billion, wouldn’t I instantly beco a hundred-billionaire?’

’Of course, that’s just a fantasy. After all, who the fuck would lose a billion RMB...?’

’He wasn’t just shocked by the hundred-fold return, but also by the delivery location. It didn’t go to his bank card or into his woven sack, but into his car. That was rather thought-provoking.’

After a mont’s thought, Fang Chenyi had an idea.

"Hey, trash collector. You’ve taken the money, you’ve beaten up my guy, and you’ve dented my car. You can give

that dog of yours now, right? Let

tell you, if you take my money and don’t give

the dog, don’t bla

for what happens next."

Seeing his man beaten and his car damaged, Principal Wang had to say sothing, even if he was unhappy with his subordinate for throwing the money on the ground earlier. After all, these people were his friends now; he couldn’t just ignore the situation.

Principal Wang’s words broke Fang Chenyi’s train of thought, but it didn’t matter. Everything was now in place.

He glanced at Principal Wang with contempt and said coldly:

"Who said I was giving you the dog? He’s my dog. Why should I give him to you? Besides, this little bit of money is nothing but trash in my eyes."

Hearing Fang Chenyi go back on his word, Principal Wang flared with anger. But when he rembered the fighting prowess that had sent three of his cronies to the ground with three kicks, he didn’t dare rush forward to teach the guy a lesson. He could only point at Fang Chenyi and say:

"Are you really going to deny it? I’m telling you, there are security caras here. The fact is, you took my money."

Before Principal Wang could finish, Fang Chenyi waved his hand dismissively. "Tch, took your money? You’re kidding, right? As I recall, that was that kid’s money, wasn’t it? And I seem to rember asking him if he was throwing it away."

"You..."

"Don’t ’you’ . Since he didn’t want it, what’s wrong with

picking it up as trash?"

As he spoke, Fang Chenyi’s gaze fell on a mineral water bottle in the hand of a nearby fatty, who had just taken a sip from it.

"Hey buddy, you still want that bottle?"

The fatty, surprised to be dragged into this, looked stunned for a mont, then instinctively tossed the bottle in front of Fang Chenyi.

A smile played on Fang Chenyi’s lips. With his grabber, he picked up the water bottle and tossed it into his woven sack.

[Host has picked up one high-end mineral water bottle. System reward: 1,500 yuan. The reward has been deposited into the Host’s bank account. Please check for receipt.]

"Heh, see? Just like these things, it’s all just trash in my eyes. Oh, right. You’re pretty much the sa as them."

As he spoke, Fang Chenyi’s grabber shot out again, snatching up a Baida promotional flyer from beside his feet.

[Ding! Host has picked up a discarded Baida Group promotional flyer, triggering a special system reward. Awarding 10% of Baida Group’s shares! The reward contract has been placed in the Host’s woven sack. Please retrieve it with confidence. Note: These shares were originally held by a mysterious international consortium and have now been transferred to the Host’s na. All procedures are legally sound and properly officiated.]

’Uh... Holy shit, what’s going on? It triggered another special system reward? It’s only been a few seconds, and I’ve gotten two special rewards? Could this be any more aweso? Most importantly, this reward is so damn considerate! Ten percent of Baida Group’s shares, and it’s a secret holding, too. Holy shit, the system is practically handing

the perfect tool for so face-slapping.’

’Of course, face-slapping has to be done one step at a ti. Since they want to use money to buy my Er Gouzi, my short fuse is lit. You want to have a money contest? Fine! I’ll bury you in cash today!’

With that thought, Fang Chenyi turned around, walked over to the driver’s side of his Wuling "God-tier" Van, and got in the car under the bewildered stares of the crowd.

"Uh... What’s happening, is he just leaving?"

"No way. Taking their money and just leaving? That’s not very manly!"

Seeing Fang Chenyi get into his van, the crowd started chattering with all sorts of comnts.

’But when the engine roared to life, Principal Wang, who was standing to the side, suddenly froze. That sound... why is it so familiar? It sounds just like the engine of my Bugatti, doesn’t it? Holy shit! Could it be that this piece-of-shit van really is modified with a Bugatti W16 engine?’

[To be continued...]

PS: When you’re going to slap soone’s face, you have to make it hurt, so they learn their lesson.

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