"Get up!"
A cold voice rang in Chuck Cannon's ears. The next
second, the quilt on him was completely lifted.
Chuck rubbed his eyes and looked at the woman. He
sighed and felt a little uncomfortable.
The beautiful woman in front of him was Yvette
Jordan, who was four or five years older than Chuck
was. She was adopted by Chuck's grandfather and
was groomed to be his bride since young.
But since his grandfather's death, her attitude towards Chuck had become more and more terrible.
"You useless piece of trash, your face even pisses me off!" Yvette's beautiful face was full of disgust.
"..." Chuck frowned and tried not to take Yvette's
words to heart.
"Let me tell you, I have done my best to support you.
If you don't behave yourself, I will chase you out of
this house."
Chuck put on his clothes and clenched his fists. "But
you are my wifey!"
"No, I'm not. It was your grandfather who forced me
to marry you. Did he ever ask me if | agreed? If I had
a choice, how could I marry a good-for-nothing like
you!"
Chuck put on his clothes and stood in front of Yvette.
"Wifey...."
"Don't call me wifey. I'll warn you for the last time.
The money that you use to eat and drink now is all
mine. If you dare to call me wifey again, I'll let you
die on the streets." Yvette snorted coldly and looked
at Chuck with disdain. "But I'm sure that a trash like
you won't be able to survive on the streets for long."
Since grandpa left, such humiliation was no longer
strange to Chuck. His fragile self esteem had been
almost crushed by Yvette. Sometimes Chuck even
doubted whether he was really a piece of trash.
"Um... Wife... Yvette, I don't have any money."
Chuck took a deep breath. He was just a freshman
this year, and Yvette was not only a university
lecturer, but also owned a company. She was a rich
person.
"Look at yourself, you look like a beggar. It's
disgusting!" Yvette looked at Chuck disgustedly.
Then she took out 200 dollars from her bag and
threw it on the ground. She turned around and left.
Looking at the money on the ground, Chuck
clenched his fists.
In the end, he didn't pick up the money on the
ground. He walked out of the house with his
remaining self-esteem.
Yvette's BMW drove out of the garage as Chuck
stood by the roadside and watched. He was in the
same university as Yvette, so they were heading in
the same direction.
However, Yvette's car didn't stop and drove past
Chuck."Get out of here and take the bus. A piece of trash
doesn't deserve to ride my car." After saying that,
Yvette stepped on the accelerator and left.
Chuck gritted his teeth and looked at the BMW that
had disappeared at the end of the road. His eyes
were slightly red. "Yvette, you've gone too far."
He was penniless now. His lunch money these days
was borrowed from his classmates, and today was
the day for him to return the money. Unfortunately,
the two hundred dollars were too "burdensome"
, and
he couldn't pick it up...
When he arrived at school, his worst fears came
true.
As soon as he walked to the school gate, Chuck
happened to meet a student who lent money to him.
Lara Jean was buying milk tea outside the school
gate. When she saw Chuck, who was in a state of
loss, she reached out and said,
"Chuck, it's time to
pay back the money, isn't it?"
Chuck wanted to bury himself out of shame.
He scratched his hair and said with embarrassment,
"Well... give me one more day, I'll do part-time work.
I'll pay you back the money latest by tomorrow!"
"No, how long have you been delaying? You have to
return the money to me today!" Lara said coldly, and
there was no room for negotiation in her tone.
Chuck sighed. "But I really don't have any money
now..."
"You don't have money to ask your parents for it?
Are you an orphan?"
"You!" Chuck clenched his fists tightly. For as long
as he could remember, he had been living with his
grandfather. He had never seen his parents before.
However, being called an orphan by Lara made him
feel even more uncomfortable.
"You're really an orphan? Well, I'll give you an
extension until this afternoon, but you have to pay
me four hundred. If you don't pay me back, I'll ask
my boyfriend to bring someone to deal with you!"
Lara warned and left.
Chuck stood still in his tracks. He was extremely
sad. He had enough of such humiliation
Just as Chuck was thinking about what part time job
he was going to do, his phone rang.
Chuck looked at the caller ID and saw that it
turned out to be a foreign number. He was afraid
that it was probably a swindler.
However, when he thought of the online
recruitment of mercenaries in Syria which was
quite popular recently, offering 8000 dollars a day,
he became interested again. Although he knew it
could be a scam, if it was true, he would definitely
go to Syria without hesitation.
"Hello." Chuck greeted.
Unexpectedly, a flurry of words in Mandarin from
on the other end of the phone,
"Chucky, Tam your
mother!"
"..." Chuck was stunned.
He first felt that he had been made fun of others, but
then he felt extremely sad. How could he have a
mother?
"Chucky, don't blame me. I had no choice but to go
abroad these years, but now I can finally return
home. I will try my best to make up for the lost time
with you. I will transfer five million dollars and you
can use it first. If it is all spent, call me."
The strange conversation ended in a weird
atmosphere. As soon as the call ended, a message
arrived.
"Your account with the ending number 0123 has
been credited with 5,000,000 dollars, and the current
balance is 5,000,000.83 dollars."
Chuck was dumbfounded. His mother, whom he
had never seen before, actually gave him five
million dollars?
He looked at the text message and counted the
zeros, again and again, repeatedly confirming it
more than a dozen times, and then went to the ATM
machine to check if it was correct. He was ecstatic!
That was five million!
What more, it was his mysterious mother who
casually gave him pocket money. Even Yvette who
was busy with her business had less than one million
dollars including her car and her savings!
Chuck giggled and walked to the campus.
At this time, Yvette, who was going to the public
building for class, said with disgust after seeing
Chuck,
"Why aren't you in class but instead laughing here stupidly?"
"I'm not going to class anymore." Chuck stood where
he was and watched Yvette quietly.
Yvette felt a little strange. She seemed to see a
confident look in Chuck's eyes. Isn't he still the
useless piece of trash? How dare he argue with her?
Yvette was angry. "How dare you talk back to me? If
you have the guts, don't come to my house today!"
Chuck was also tired of being treated coldly by
Yvette. He said disdainfully,
"I'm not going back, I'll
sleep elsewhere."
"Is this a joke? Now that I have five million dollars, I
don't need to look at Yvette's unhappy face
anymore." Chuck thought to himself.
"You! Great! I'd like to see how brave you are. From now on, if you dare to enter my house again, I'll
break your legs!"
Chuck ignored Yvette and directly turned his back
and left the school.
Yvette stomped her feet angrily, but she couldn't do
anything about it, so she turned around and went to
class.
Chuck, who had left school, took a taxi to the real
estate agency in the city center.
With this sum of money, the first thing Chuck wanted
to do was to have his own house.
After pushing the door open and entering, the
real-estate agency employees did not pay attention
to Chuck who was dressed ordinarily. This kind of
person was either looking for a part-time job, begging for food, or the type who wasn't interested in buying
anything but just trying to enjoy the air conditioned
room.
Later, when the manager of the store came out of the
office, those lazy employees hurried up and asked,
"Sir, what do you need?"
"To buy a house."
"To buy a house?" Natalie Xavier's big eyes
narrowed. She stared at Chuck carefully for a long
time. She had been a real estate agent for so long,
but she had rarely misjudged someone.
There may be one in a thousand customers who
would buy a house at less than 20 years old like
Chuck, but all of them wore branded suits and drove high-end sports cars.
"Sir, for your information, the cheapest house in the
city is around 12,000 per square meter. Are you sure
you want to buy it?" Natalie didn't want to waste time
on this kind of person, so her tone became impatient.
"Yes, ..."
"The cheapest one is twelve thousand dollars, which
means that a house of one hundred square meters
costs about one million dollars. Even the smallest
apartment house costs fifty or sixty thousand dollars!
You must listen carefully, sir!" Natalie Xavier was
very dismissive of this kind of person who was
over-confident and maliciously delayed time.
"Well, I..."
Chuck Cannon didn't finish his words. At this time, a
potbellied man walked into the real estate agency.
The gold necklace on his neck was thicker than his
fingers, and he looked like a rich man at first glance.Natalie immediately chose to leave Chuck aside and
greeted the man with a smile.
It was totally different from the way she treated
Chuck. When Natalie saw the fat man, she
immediately put on a happy smile. "Sir, do you want
to buy a house?"
"Yes, I want to buy a house. Introduce some
high-quality housing sources to me!"
Natalie smiled even more happily. "Yes, yes. We have
plenty of high-quality rooms here for you with our
high-end service... Unlike some people who come to
us even when they can't afford it. It's a waste of time."
Natalie gave Chuck a disdainful look as she spoke,
implying and cursing him.
Chuck looked at Natalie's attitude and felt
disheartened. He was used to being looked down
upon. At that time, he didn't dare to say anything
without money. But this time, he had five million
dollars. How could he swallow such humiliation?
"Where's your manager? Call your manager over!"
Hearing Chuck's words, Natalie sneered and said,
"Do people like you still have the right to meet our
manager? Don't make a fool of yourself here. Get out
of here! Do you know that wasting one minute of our
time will affect how much money we make?"
The manager walked over slowly at this time. As a
service industry, it was a big taboo to be rude to
guests.
"What's going on, Natalie?"Natalie hurriedly explained,
"Manager, this broke idiot
isn't trying to buy a house, but instead he's enjoying
the air-conditioning here. I'll get him out of here
immediately."
The manager eyeballed Chuck's clothes from top to
bottom and saw that he was dressed in ordinary
clothes. Indeed, as Natalie said, he didn't look like
someone who could afford to buy a house.
More importantly, he was too young to buy a house
as he looked just 18 or 19 years old. No one would
believe he had the ability to.
Chuck did not say anything. He stood up and walked
to the agency next-door.
"Can't afford a house? It seems that you are not the
only real estate agency here."
Natalie looked down on him,
"How is a poor person
like you able to buy a house? I think you can't even
afford a toilet."
Some employees also laughed at him,
"He's afraid of
making a fool of himself, so he found an excuse to
run away quickly."
He said he wanted to go next door, but he could
possibly just be trying to take advantage of the
air-conditioning there too.
"Still pretending even when you're gone." Natalie
sneered. They were familiar with the next-door
real-estate agency, and they also knew whether they
could sell it or not.
After watching Chuck leave, Natalie hurriedly ran to
the Fatty and smiled apologetically. "I'm sorry, boss.Sorry to keep you waiting."
The Fatty shook his head and said,
"It's okay, it's
okay."
However, no matter how Natalie greeted him with a
smile, the Fatty never talked about money. In the
end, Natalie's patience was exhausted and she even
began to plead.
At this moment, all the employees of the real estate
agency looked outside.
Under the respectful guidance of the staff next door,
Chuck got into the Mercedes Benz, which was
specially used to look at the room.
What was going on? Generally speaking, only
people who bought a house could enter this car.
Didn't the next-door real-estate agency see that thislittle rascal didn't have the ability to buy a house at
all?
The Fatty saw that these people in the real estate
agency were distracted, so he quickly sneaked out.
Natalie turned around and looked at the customer
who had disappeared. She was so angry that she
stomped her feet. She didn't expect that the Fatty,
who was putting on airs and graces, was actually
here just to enjoy the air conditioner.
Natalie Xavier looked at Chuck and disliked him even
more. She sneered and said,
"Such a pretentious
person, and even imitating others to inspect a
house!"
At this time, an employee next door came quickly. He
pushed the door open and said with a smile,
"Thank
you. You sent such an important customer to our company. We haven't run into any big business in the
past two years. Today is a big day."
"Important customer?" The manager's face darkened
and he hurriedly asked,
"What did he buy?"
"Hehe, he bought a house worth more than three
million dollars with a deposit of one million dollars.
This business should be successful! Thank you! I'll
treat you to a cup of milk tea later."
After that, the employee got on the Mercedes Benz
and took Chuck to take a look at the house.
"Really... bought it?" Natalie's face was full of
disbelief. Looking at Chuck, who was sitting in the
Mercedes Benz with a smile on his face, Natalie felt
very uncomfortable.
"How could it be possible! He is so poor, how could he possibly afford to buy a house..."
"Smack!"
Before she could blame herself, the manager raised
his hand and slapped her in the face. His eyes were
almost bursting out flames. "Look at what you have
done!"
If the transaction is successful, the employees who
have dealt with him will be given a five percent
commission, which would be around one hundred
and fifty thousand dollars. As for the manager, he
would've gotten a ten percent commission amounting
to three hundred thousand dollars...
But now.
The manager trembled with anger when he thought
of the commission of 300,000 dollars gone with the wind. He kicked Natalie again and said,
"Get out!
You're fired! Get out!"
Natalie was also losing her mind. Ignoring the pain on
her body, she quickly got up from the ground and ran
outside, then throwing herself whole at the BMW.
She knocked on the window repeatedly and looked at
Chuck, sobbing,
"Sir, sir, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. I
failed to recognize your wealth before and I'm a snob.
Please give me another chance. We have better
houses here!"
Chuck shook his head and said,
"It's alright, you can
save it for the other customers."
After that, the Mercedes Benz started up in a hurry.
Natalie chased after him all the way and finally sat
down on the ground. She looked weakly at the
Mercedes Benz getting farther and farther away.
Thud!
The manager threw Natalie's personal belongings
out of the door and yelled at her,
"Get out of here! Don't let me see you again!"
Chuck Cannon was quite satisfied with the house. It
had three bedrooms, two living rooms, and two
bathrooms. Located in the downtown area, the
business district was more prosperous and there was
a lot of room for renovation.
Three and a half million dollars was paid in a lump
sum graciously. The salesman had not seen such a
rich man for a long time, and his face was full of
admiration and envy.
He then took the initiative to send Chuck back to
university. When he arrived at the gate, Chuck
nodded and said,
"You can drop me off here."
The salesman smiled respectfully and said,
"Alright,
take your time good sir. The process of transferring
the house should be completed tomorrow, and you
should be able to move in the day after tomorrow!"
"Okay." Chuck nodded and decided to stay at the
nearest hotel for the time being for the next two days.
However, he wanted to know more was what Yvette
Jordan would feel if she saw that his house was
three or four times bigger than hers.
When they arrived at the gate, Chuck first took out
20,000 dollars before strolling into the university.
There were not many classes in the afternoon, but
Chuck had already been absent for a whole class because he had been held up outside for a while.
Seeing Chuck walking into the classroom, Lara Jean
sneered,
"Oh, who is this? Isn't this Chuck, the
beggar of our class? I'm telling you, don't lend your
money to such a person. When you lend him money,
he acts as though you're his savior and bows to you.
However, when you try to get the money back from
him, he acts shamelessly like a scam trying to cheat
off your money. Speaking of which, he hasn't even
paid me back until now."
"Oh? This guy doesn't have parents, who knows
which b*aastard he learnt these tactics from?"
The whole class burst into laughter...
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