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I can talk to everything

Frank can suddenly hear the voice of everything talking, whether it is a wine glass, a mobile phone, or the clothes on his body, he has his own thoughts. So he could hear a lot of inexplicable sounds. Goblet: "Yeah, this wine is really fragrant, I hope this wine will be filled next." Beer: "My stomach is so swollen, why don't these rookies continue to drink, I still have a lot of wine in my stomach." Audio: "There are so few songs every night, I already want to vomit." Gold-plated necklace: "Hey, I'm obviously a fake gold necklace. I'm always wearing this fat man to fool people. I also lied to a female college student the day before yesterday.

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Is I bragging?

$20 million is probably the hush money.

Frank accepted it with peace of mind, not feeling the slightest problem.

"What are you looking at?" Joanna was beside her, and she was gently hugged by Frank.

With a hint of doubt on her cute little face, she tilted her head slightly to look at Frank.

"Just got a text message for $20 million." Frank put the phone back in his pocket.

"Why is there another 20 million dollars?" Joanna opened her mouth slightly, a little surprised.

"Just had a chat with the casino owner, this is how he appreciates my money." Frank said casually.

"Twenty million dollars in just a few words?" Joanna's face was dull.

She didn't know how many times she had been frightened by Frank tonight.

For $10,000, Exchange a chip and go gamble.

When it comes out the casino, it has swept $630 million in casinos!

Now, just a few more words of chat, and another $20 million.

Make money now - is it that easy?

You know, twenty million dollars! How many people can't make so much money in a lifetime.

Not to mention the $630 million just now.

Adding in the 20 million US dollars, it is already 650 million US dollars!

"You're really... surprising..." Joanna bit her lip, and Frank's figure seemed even more mysterious and tall in her eyes.

Her eyes were already full of deep admiration.

"Thanks to your good luck." Frank put his hand on Joanna's waist and scratched her little nose lightly.

Joanna blushed slightly and bowed her head.

Joanna's underwear : " I found that the owner's heartbeat is so fast! Is it sick? What should I do?"

Joanna's coat : " Indeed, Master's face is all red."

Joanna's pants : " Above, what's the hurry? It's really sick, it's lovesickness!"

Joanna's bracelet : " Judging from the pulse, the heartbeat has exceeded one hundred and one in one minute. It should be heartbeat."

Joanna's pants : " Bullshit, if you don't move your heart, you'll die!"

Joanna's bracelet : " It's your talk!"

Hearing these movements, the corners of Frank's mouth became wider.

I didn't expect this little girl to be quite shy.

"It will be nonsense." Joanna lowered her head and said softly, but she had no strength, but instead acted like a spoiled child.

Being hugged by Frank, she was no longer as shy as before, and became more and more accustomed to Frank's little gestures.

After a while, she looked up again: "You are so rich now, what are we going to do now?"

"I'm going to buy a car, do you have anything to introduce?" Frank touched his chin, not forgetting his purpose.

"I don't know much about cars." Joanna shook her head slightly and smiled mischievously: "You can ask your classmates, you are a billionaire anyway."

"Ask the classmates?" Frank was reminded of this, and he also remembered.

He has a group of classmates that he joined when he was studying.

However, after graduation, it has become a place for a small number of people to brag, and every word is inseparable from the current high-paying career, rich husband and so on.

Frank felt bored, so he blocked it early, and hadn't read the news in the group for at least half a year.

When Joanna mentioned it like this, Frank took out his mobile phone, unblocked the class group, and glanced at the information.

"Recently, I won $50,000 or $60,000 in stocks, which is really not much money."

"Wow, envy upstairs, my salary is only $20,000 a month... envy."

"Twenty thousand dollars a month is already a high-level white-collar worker... In my husband's company, not many people can have this salary."

"Oops, we're not talking about work, but I recently bought an Audi A4 for $300,000."

"Okay, you've already driven an A4? I've driven a Mercedes-Benz C-Class for three years, and I'm going to switch to a BMW 5-series recently."

As always, the few self-confessed successful people in the class are bragging about themselves.

The routine is exactly the same as half a year ago, but the bragging rights are much stronger than half a year ago.

Frank didn't have any idea of small talk either, so he edited a sentence and sent it out directly.

"Everyone, is there anyone in the group who sells cars? I want to buy one recently."

As soon as the words were sent out, the group was silent for a while, and then the news kept popping up.

"Yo, isn't this Frank? I didn't see you as rich as you back then. It's only been a few years since you graduated. Do you want to buy a car?"

"Definitely want to buy a domestic car, $50,000 to $60,000!"

"In this case, I recommend a friend to you. He specializes in selling domestic cars, which is just right for your identity!"

"I don't think the domestic car is very good. Like Frank, you should buy a second-hand car, haha!"

"Used car—it's too embarrassing, I don't even want to call him at the class reunion, it's a price drop! At least Mazda is required to be eligible to participate—"

Everyone was chattering in the group. On the surface, it was to introduce Frank, but in fact, they stepped on it secretly.

When he was in school, when he didn't graduate, Frank had good grades, good looks, and a lot of limelight.

So, when everyone graduated and didn't hear about Frank, they naturally regarded him as mediocre and didn't dare to bubble up.

"Used cars? Domestic cars?" Frank shook his head helplessly.

He now holds a brand new BMW eight series in his hand, and he doesn't even want to drive it, let alone a domestic car or a used car.

Helpless, I can only edit a sentence and send it again.

"There's no one who sells good cars? I want to buy a sports car."

"Good car? Sports car?"

The students in the class couldn't help laughing when they saw this.

It's only been a few years since I graduated, and the cheapest sports car costs $500,000 to $600,000, not to mention a sports car that costs millions or tens of millions of dollars.

There are so many people in the group, all of them are bragging rights.

It's hard to believe that such a big cow can be blown by Frank! ?

Creation is hard, cheer me up!

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