Chapter 1663 (2/2)
Just downstairs, in the alley across the road, Greenwood and Su Ming are eating hot dogs with a bankrupt hedge fund manager.
The young looking old man put his fingers in his mouth, muttering about the stained mayonnaise, and looked at the building not far away, as if he wanted to eat it too. He did not know who he was talking to.
Because Su Ming has become a middle-aged man with butt and chin. I don't know why, his appearance and manner will make people feel that he is particularly rich.
The tycoon was wearing a black windbreaker suit with a white scarf around his neck. He held money in one hand and patted the broken man who was eating hot dogs on his shoulder with the other hand: ”friend, are these hot dogs I sent you delicious?”
The dirty tramp didn't answer him at all. His mouth was full and he just kept nodding.
The gentle voice asked again, ”would you like something better? Let's make a deal? ”
The tramp cocked up his ears, a little alert.
The middle-aged man was shaking the money in his hand. The green Franklin left a shadow on the man's retina like a cartoon. The founding fathers were smiling and talking.
”Across the road is the Woolworths building. I need you to get in and burn something at the vent in the basement to set off a smoke alarm, and that's all for you.”
The Woolworths building is not open to the public. Only the employees of the company work here. But the tramp is a native of Wall Street next door and is the most familiar person in this area.The magic parliament is also sharing the building. Now it is heavily guarded, but Muggles can safely approach without alertness.
”How much?” The tramp sniffed and puffed out some food scraps: ”how much can you give me?”
”Don't doubt, my friend, the ten thousand dollars in my hand are all yours if you do it.” Su Ming rubbed his fingers, and the paper made a clattering sound: ”we don't intend to do anything bad. We just need you to drive the people who work inside out. Believe me, you are saving their lives.”
The tramp wiped his mouth and stood up, burping with corruption: ”I tried to rob people the night before yesterday, but I found that I was not that material. Now this is good. If I just trigger the fire alarm, I think I can still do it.”
”You'd better do it.” Su Ming counted out a hundred yuan as a deposit, tucked it into the clothes pocket of the tramp's chest and patted it casually: ”this building is about to explode. For some reasons, we can't directly inform the people inside. Their lives are all in your hands.”
”I don't care whether you put the bomb or not, and I don't want to know. I just want money to get back the house I was detained by the court!”
The tramp rushed across the road, biting his teeth, and soon disappeared into the crowd.
Greenswaro looked at the man with interest and touched his moustache. ”If he did, would you give him the rest of the money?”
”Of course, I always have the spirit of contract.” Su Ming held the money in his hand and slapped it twice. Looking at the skyscrapers in the sun, the glass glittered: ”do you think I will repent and kill him? No need. Money is just a number to me. You don't have to worry about the deal between us. You want to spend your old age with Dumbledore, and it has no value for me to fight for, so he will be yours
”Your understanding of the spirit of the contract is really unique.” Grindworth curled his mouth and reached out to the remaining hot dog in a nearby paper bag: ”if it hadn't been for the black magic alarm near the Capitol building, I might have used a soul snatching charm to control the chicken.”
”Guns and property are used when magic doesn't work well. Voldemort doesn't understand that, so he's far behind you.” Su Ming also reached for a hot dog and ate it leisurely.