Super Money Collecting System

After Zhou Hui heard his words, she nodded faintly.    

But before following him to the office, Zhou Hui thought of something, he turned and looked at Dao Chuan, then told him, "You guys go with him first, I still have some matters to attend to so I'll be right back."    

With that, he turned and left.    

Dao Chuan and the rest did not even have time to react, they were about to ask Zhou Hui, but all they saw was his back.    

Helpless, he could only follow the manager and enter first.    

Zhou Hui opened up the navigation system in his mind, and followed the navigation system to the green zone near the airport.    

After he said this, he picked up a bank card.    

Zhou Hui picked it up immediately after reading it, and then heard the system's notification sound in his head, "Host, please spend five billion Fusang dollars in this week, otherwise, your HP would be deducted by 50%."    

He was immediately excited when he heard the system's voice.    

Even the bank card in his hand felt like it was boiling hot. This time, the system really brought out quite a bit of money. There was a total of 5 billion Fusang dollars in it. Just by the sound of it, it was a large sum.    

Zhou Hui had an indescribable feeling in his heart. He thought that ever since he first picked up the money, the amount of money he picked up would gradually increase every time.    

More and more.    

No matter how much money he picked up, it didn't come online. He suddenly felt satisfied and even felt that he was as light as a feather, no longer putting anything in his eyes.    

After he obtained the bank card, he arrogantly walked towards the manager's office. When he passed by the service desk, the female staff member from before had been looking at Zhou Hui, but Zhou Hui didn't even look at her as he walked past her.    

Dao Chuan and the other brothers of Qing Gang had been waiting for them in the office for a long time.    

The manager seemed scared.    

When Zhou Hui walked over, he saw a cup of water placed in front of every single one of them. Furthermore, they were all sitting on the sofas, looking at each other as if they were in a society.    

But when they saw Zhou Hui coming over, they immediately stood up.    

"Brother Hui, you came back. We were waiting for you. Where did you go?" Dao Chuan immediately walked over and gave his seat to Zhou Hui.    

Zhou Hui walked over and sat in the middle of the sofa. He crossed his legs and looked up at the manager.    

"Manager, I am preparing to charter a plane to fly to China overnight. How many aircraft do you have here? I want all my brothers to be in first class, and if we don't have enough, we'll change to another one. "    

Upon hearing Zhou Hui's words, the manager was stunned, but in his heart, he started to despise Zhou Hui.    

He felt that Zhou Hui must have purposely showed off in front of his brothers.    

However, he still stood in front of Zhou Hui and said respectfully, "I'm sorry, Sir, but may I give you a suggestion? "There's no need for any of you to contract so many planes. I think just one flying two is enough."    

After hearing what he said, Dao Chuan also quickly advised, "That's right, Brother Hui, we don't need to waste so much money, two is enough. I've already told the manager, how about we go for two planes!"    

Zhou Hui lowered his head and thought, thinking back to what Zhou Daochuan had said.    

However, the moment he looked up, he saw a hint of disdain in the manager's eyes.    

He fiddled with his fingers and calmly asked, "Manager, do you have any objections to me?"    

When the manager heard Zhou Hui's words, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, because by the time Zhou Hui finished speaking, the Qing Gang brothers had already surrounded him again.    

"No, no, I have no objections. I just want to save some money for you!" The manager quickly explained to himself.    

"Is that so?" Zhou Hui raised his head and sneered, "If there's no objection, then why did you stop me? It's just a few planes, what's there to bother about? "    

The manager heard the cold sweat on his forehead and quickly wiped it off before continuing, "Sir, how many planes do you want to book? I'll immediately arrange it for you. "    

Hearing his words, she muttered to herself.    

He estimated the number of members in Qing Gang to be around sixty. Furthermore, everyone of them had to be in first class.    

"Sir, if you really want everyone to be in first class, there should be around six aircraft. If not, just two would be enough, and if you want to squeeze, one would be enough."    

Hearing the manager's words, Dao Chuan and the Qing Gang members all looked at Zhou Hui with difficulty. They knew that it would probably cost them a lot of money.    

"Brother Hui, why don't we hug you a little. We brothers aren't afraid of being wronged, we can just follow you and do our best."    

Zhou Hui nodded after hearing what he said, "I know, I'll decide on this matter, Dao Chuan, you don't have to worry about it."    

Then, he took out his bank card.    

"Manager, how much money do you need? This time, I want my brothers to do well and enjoy a trip to China!"    

After the manager heard what Zhou Hui had to say, he walked forward with his head lowered and took the bank card from his hands.    

He immediately ran out.    

In a short while, he came over to tell Zhou Hui that he had already done it, but only opened up a few hundred million for Zhou Hui.    

But Zhou Hui was immediately displeased when he heard it.    

"Manager, how about this, I want to play a game with you," Zhou Hui smiled and looked at him seriously.    

The manager was a little confused, he saw Zhou Hui asking curiously, "What game is it?"    

Zhou Hui's lips curved up as she thought about it, and said without the slightest hesitation, "I want to contract all of the planes here, so we can go to Hua Xia together."    

"This, this is unlikely," the manager said awkwardly. "Sir, why are you acting like this? You'll have to spend a lot of money. "    

Zhou Hui laughed coldly, "What does money matter? In my eyes, the most worthless thing is money, you just have to do it, I only want the final result, I want to get a contract, and you decide how much you want to pay for all the planes here."    

"This, I'm afraid I can't make the decision!" The manager said awkwardly, "Sir, why don't you wait for a while, I'll talk to the leader above me about it."    

Zhou Hui nodded and agreed.    

The manager directly left. Not long later, he ran in frantically.    

"Sir, our leader has agreed to this price."    

Zhou Hui nodded, and replied him, "Continue to speak, what's the price?"    

The manager seemed to be in a dilemma, "This price is really a bit high."