Ten thousand million yuan, one day, it’s gone.

Black, too dark, it's just a robbery of money.

Wang Wan sat in the carriage and almost vomited old blood.

The only news worth comforting now is that the money is all from Huaiguzi. Anyway, I don’t plan to repay it if I borrowed it, so I will lose it if I lose it.

After thinking about this, Wang Wan felt much more comfortable.

But then I thought about it, wouldn’t it be better to stay for tens of millions of dollars to buy land? It would be a waste of waste like this.

Wang Wan sighed and said to the coachman: "Let's go and go home."

The speed of the carriage was not fast, and the car Wang Wan was riding did not have the sign of the Prime Minister's Mansion. He did not want others to know that the prime minister was excited to come to the Exiled Immortal Tower to find out the news.

That's too embarrassing, I really can't afford to lose this person.

Therefore, what Wang Wan was riding in today was an ordinary carriage, which was often seen on the streets and the people were used to it.

Because the people are used to it, some people do not deliberately avoid it, but talk about it randomly around the carriage.

Their voices were quite loud, and Wang Wan could hear them clearly.

One of the people said, "You said, this gentleman is poor, who is it?"

Another person said: "Isn't there any news that this person is Chunyu Yue?"

Someone said, "Otherwise, Chunyu Jia, the housekeeper in Chunyu's mansion, just refuted the rumor, saying that this matter has absolutely nothing to do with Dr. Chunyu."

The other people sneered: "It may not be irrelevant. If it were really Dr. Chunyu, they would not admit it."

Then someone said, "Whether it is Dr. Chunyu or not, this gentleman is poor and is a fool."

Other people agreed: "Yes, if it weren't for this person, how could we make money? I've really made a fortune this time."

After a while, another group of people outside the carriage were also talking about the poor of gentlemen.

After a while, it was the third wave of people...

Wang Wan became more and more puzzled: A gentleman is poor? What is that? According to the people's meaning, someone called a gentleman is poor? What exactly did he do? Why do many people seem to mock him?

Wang Wan asked the coachman: "Do you know, this gentleman is poor, what's going on?"

The coachman responded respectfully: "The villain has been working outside, so he heard some rumors."

"It is said that before the Wind Immortal Literature Award was drawn, someone opened the market and invited everyone to bet. Most of them bet on Princess Weiyang, or Beiming Youyu."

"After all, the books of the two of them are widely circulated, from princes and nobles to the common people, everyone likes them very much."

"But there is someone who is called Guzi Guqian. This person is particularly optimistic about Dr. Chunyu. It's okay that he is optimistic about Dr. Chunyu, but he actually bets, but he actually bets 100 million yuan at once."

When Wang Wan heard this, her heart sank.

The coachman was unaware of it and was still talking nonstop: "This million yuan of money immediately caused a sensation in the entire Xianyang City."

"A few hours later, the result of the Literature Award came out. This gentleman was poor and became a laughing stock."

"Because he lost all his money, he made a big profit for Princess Ai Weiyang or Ai Beiming. So while mocking the wind, everyone also gave him a nickname called "Liu".

God of Wealth.”

"Now many people are speculating on the identity of this person. Some people say that no wonder this person is called a gentleman, and how can he be in poverty with such a vision?"

Wang Wan was so angry that she grabbed the newspaper tightly with her hands, almost pinching the paper into pieces.

But at this time, there was another group of people outside discussing that gentlemen remain poor.

Only one commoner heard: "We have already received the news. A gentleman is poor, just Zhou Gui, who sells compass. When he bet 10,000 yuan, several people saw it and recognized him."

Several other people said, "Where did Zhou Gui get so much money? Your news is probably untrue."

The people said before: "Why is it untrue? Zhou Gui is indeed bankrupt, but don't forget that there are always rumors that someone is supporting him. Some even say that the medals he is selling are not his.

But it's from a big man."

The other people suddenly realized: "So, Zhou Gui directly custodged 100 million yuan this time, which was also for the big man?"

The people before said, "It must be so."

Suddenly someone said, "If I could know who the person behind Zhou Gui is, that would be great."

Others asked, "What's the point?"

The man said, "Have you heard of it? The newspaper run by Mr. Fu Yao is widely soliciting novel and interesting news that the people are concerned about. As long as it can be verified, it will be rewarded."

"If we know who is behind Zhou Gui and sell the news to the newspaper, wouldn't we make money?"

The others nodded repeatedly.

Suddenly, someone said, "Since Zhou Gui is working for that big man, he will definitely go to see the big man from time to time. As long as we keep a close eye on him quietly, we will observe his whereabouts day and night. In less than three or five days

, don’t you know who that big shot is?”

The other people applauded and nodded repeatedly: "This plan is great."

Wang Wan felt a little scared when she heard this: These poor Guizhou leaders are very smart.

He whispered to the coachman: "Go home immediately, be fast."

The coachman responded and whipped a whip hard, and the carriage immediately started to speed up on the street.

The first thing Wang Wan did when she returned to the mansion was to send a servant to meet Zhou Gui secretly and warn him not to come to the Prime Minister's Mansion soon.

Zhou Gui happily agreed.

He just helped Wang Wan lose 100 million yuan, and was worried. I heard that Wang Wan didn't see him, that was really great news, so how could he not agree?

That night, Zhou Gui lived in a broken grass shed.

When he slept until the middle of the night, Zhou Gui suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

He woke up from his sleep and found that there was one more person in the straw hut.

The man squatted beside him, staring at him with bright eyes.

Zhou Gui was a little scared and whispered: "Who are you? Xianyang City is at the foot of the emperor, don't do anything randomly."

Suddenly, the man grinned: "Don't be afraid, Manager Zhou, I am a good person who is at ease and will not do anything to you."

Zhou Gui calmed down a little and whispered: "Then what do you mean here?"

The man took out dozens and a half taels of coins, shook them in front of Zhou Gui's eyes, and whispered: "As long as Brother Zhou tells me who the big man behind you is, this money will be yours."

Zhou Gui has been poor for too long, and seeing money is like a fly seeing shit.

Although he was doing things for Wang Wan, Wang Wan was too harsh. He didn't care about food and accommodation at all. Sometimes Zhou Gui's medals were not sold well, so Wang Wan even beat him up.

Later on, Zhou Gui often had to work as a coolie and hand over the hard-earned money to Wang Wan for a day of stability.

Therefore, Zhou Gui has lived a hard life these days, and he really hopes to get a few cents and buy a snack to taste.

Alas, when Zhou Gui was still there, Zhou Gui got tired of those pastries.

Now that Zhou's dim sum has been put on, Zhou Gui began to miss the taste very much.

So, when Zhou Gui saw the money, he couldn't help but reach out and took the money away.

After Zhou Gui got the money, the people whispered: "Tell me quickly, who is instructing you."

Zhou Gui was a little embarrassed.

Tell Wang Wan? He didn't dare to borrow ten courage from him.

But if you don’t say it? Then the money you got is going to fly again.

Zhou Gui thought about it and whispered: "These dozens and a half taels of money are not enough."

The people were not vague and added another hundred essays to Zhou Gui.

Zhou Gui thought about it and whispered: "The master behind me is actually Dr. Chunyu."

Zhou Gui said that the man was Dr. Chunyu, but he actually had his own little abacus.

Zhou Gui can't afford to offend anyone in the court with civil and military affairs.

After thinking about it, Dr. Chunyu is the only one who treats people generously.

If you offend others, you will definitely die, but if you offend Chunyu Yue, there may be a glimmer of hope.

Therefore, Zhou Guibing was in danger and made a rumor for Chunyu Yue.

After hearing Chunyu Yue's name, the people's eyes lit up and thought to themselves: It seems that the rumors outside are true, but I didn't expect that Dr. Chunyu is really such a person.

The man thanked Zhou Gui and hurriedly left.

After this person left, several more people came to ask Zhou Gui one after another.

Zhou Gui kept raising the price and finally made two thousand yuan.

Zhou Gui looked at the money and suddenly became ambitious again in his heart: My talent in doing business is still there. As long as I am given a chance, I will definitely be able to turn things around.

Look, didn’t I make two thousand dollars by using a little trick today?

When Zhou Gui was complacent, the people were already exploring how to leave the city as soon as possible and go to Shangjun Villa to report the news.
To be continued...