Chapter 56 Jinjiang Exclusive Published

The repayment date is 3 days later, Weiwei opens her asset interface——

[Current public funds: 0 (2.15 million gold coins)]

——[You have invested all funds (2.15 million in charity funds) in the construction of the East District and underground construction]

[Currently converted public fixed assets: 2.25 million gold coins (4.12 million gold coins not recorded in assets)]

——[Iceberg Restaurant, other shares and land of Penguin]

——[Unrecorded public fixed assets belong to the City Hall but the City Hall does not use them for auction, such as the land in the East District]

[Current personal funds: 720,000 gold coins/120 diamonds]

——[You have invested personal assets in Iceberg Construction Company]

[Current personal fixed assets: 7.11 million gold coins]

——[All smuggled precious goods of Penguin, Currently saved in your package]

[Expected bank debt to be repaid at the end of the month: 1,545,000 gold coins]

[Expected fixed expenses at the end of the month: 800,000 gold coins]

That is to say, Weiwei owes more than two million gold coins to pay back, and she can only use 720,000 gold coins.

In fact, she can repay the loan at any time, just take out the things in the package and sell them on the black market, and do the work of the Penguin again, and sell them as Mr. C, the old scapegoat. Violin must be happy, he is an experienced hand.

But these dangerous weapons will soon cultivate new gangs if they flow into the black market, so it is too short-sighted to do so.

Or sell the Penguin's Iceberg Restaurant, anyway, Weiwei doesn't plan to open a restaurant.

But she received a report before that no one dared to take over this tricky restaurant.

Because they are still afraid of the Penguin.

Some people are not afraid of the Penguin, but they are still watching.

Charity money can be taken out for emergency, but Weiwei will not do so unless it is a very urgent moment. It was agreed that all the money would be used for charity. If it is discovered that the money has been misappropriated, even if it is only a little, the mayor's credibility will no longer exist.

She will not use her own money either. This money is used to buy goods in the gold coin mall. The planners are getting more and more shameless. Some single items that cannot be purchased repeatedly are getting more and more expensive. She is also worried that the money will be spent in these three days.

"Wayne? No," Weiwei was sitting on the second-floor window sill of the church. The street trees in the distance were glowing again. She looked away, "You can't always cheat good people's money."

Mr. Bruce Wayne, a philanthropist, playboy, extreme sports enthusiast, a good man who can take money out of his pocket as long as he thinks of an excuse. Weiwei can use the reason of "building the East District" to ask for his money because the money will really be used for charity, but she can't cheat a kind NPC-after all, there are so many bastards who don't pay to cheat.

She leisurely jumped down from the second floor, trotting into the dark alley, and disappeared in the next second.

The black bat was hanging on the edge of the gargoyle, and her face was reflected in its red pupils. Then, the bat flapped its wings and flew away, with a glimmer of metal at its joints.

In the Bat Cave, Dick stared at the picture sent back by the bat-shaped surveillance probe and said to Bruce: "I thought you would approach her,"

Use a disguised identity, or use Bruce Wayne himself?

"The spray paint that can make the zombies work has no magical reaction," Bruce did not answer him directly, "After giving it to you, she never thought of coming back, which means that this is not rare for her."

He glanced at Dick, then aimed the spray paint at the wall. If it is not moved intentionally, the spray paint will spray a fixed picture.

A red, crooked smiley face.

"All its components are normal, but it did work in combat, just like those speed limit signs."

"Umm, so this is stronger magic?"

Bruce glanced at him: "Think about those nails? If she can use magic, there is no need to use those words to deal with Black Mask. So far, when we met 'Vivi', she only showed one special feature, [teleportation]."

"Wait a minute, Bruce," Tim, who had been silent, raised his hand, "and immortality, she can be resurrected."

Bruce controlled the computer with a cold voice. He seemed to have entered the state of Batman. Asked: "Did you see it with your own eyes?"

"You saw a corpse, and then the corpse was taken away by the gargoyles, and then you saw a living person, intact, wearing the same, brand new clothes."

"Only believe what you see," Bruce said, "even your eyes can deceive you."

Dick spread his hands and sighed: "You are always so suspicious, you don't even believe Alfred."

This is what Bruce said in person, and he also admitted it. Dick can accept his ideas because Bruce's caution has saved him many times in times of crisis, but Dick always feels very tired.

["Should they still think of themselves as steel mill employees, not Black Mask's men?"]

["The living dead still have low intelligence, so can they experience happiness?"]

Dick was naturally captured when he was talking to Vivi, and now these two sentences are played in the Batcave on a loop.

"'Think,'" Batman said, "and 'happy.'"

"It seems that this undetectable spray paint works on the conscious level," he said, "She once said that she could get rid of the effect of the spray paint through 'willpower', I think I can give it a try."

Dick's eyes widened, and Tim also came closer: "Wait a minute, Bruce, we can choose other people to do some experiments first, we don't necessarily have to do it ourselves."

"Yes," Dick emphasized, "Although the spray paint did not harm the workers, it just allowed them to start working, but what if Mr. C can remotely control the function of this thing? What if he brought it back to me on purpose?"

"Then we are all under his surveillance. Everything is meaningless. Don't worry, I have a plan B."

Bruce took the spray paint and sprayed it on the soles of his feet. His expression suddenly became strange.

"how are you feeling?"

Bruce took a deep breath and said calmly: "I feel like I can go to the company to process documents now."

Dick and Tim looked at each other: Damn it, the spray paint is broken!

Bruce glanced at them, turned around and left, but he did not leave the Batcave, but walked towards his armor. He stared at the armor, his expression slightly changed: "This is indeed a prop that changes the level of consciousness."

"If I think I'm Batman, then I want to do Batman's job, and if I think I'm Bruce Wayne, then I want to go back to the company," he said.

You think you are Bruce...don't you want to sign checks, compete with Stark next door, and take cover girls to enjoy the sea breeze on the newly purchased yacht? Dick cursed.

"If I do this..." Bruce whispered, "I'll be happy."

It was really a terrible object. At that moment, he was almost overwhelmed by the long-lost joy. He could resist the fear, but he could hardly resist the joy. He thought about the time he spent with his parents, about the time he and Dick gradually became a real father and son, and about that lively child... He stared at the crooked smiling face on the wall and said, "These sprays must be destroyed."

Its happiness is poisonous, more terrifying than all drugs.

After making enough preparations, he would contact the child. Maybe she was indeed kind, but she just needed education to correct her ideas, but the person behind her might not be.

The child he thought was not a child at this time.

Vivi switched to the identity of the mayor and was sitting in the VIP room of Gotham Central Bank, yawning.

The bank manager opposite her couldn't help but rub her eyes for the third time. It was already very late. It was currently three o'clock in the morning on the 28th. The system was set to deduct the money all day long on the 31st. As long as the money arrived in the account, it would be deducted directly, so Weiwei paid as much as she could. There are less than three days left.

Can time fly by so fast?

Why does she feel like she hasn’t played the game for long?

They are waiting for the president to show up because the amount of loan Weiwei wants is too large.

This time she was accompanied by a new secretary. Because both of her secretaries were busy with work, she chose someone from the new parliament who was pleasing to her eyes.

Half an hour later, Weiwei walked out of the bank and said to the driver: "Go to Plantagenet Bank."

She used the Bingshan Restaurant for a loan, and the Central Bank was willing to provide 5 million gold coins, but at this moment Weiwei suddenly remembered that besides this bank, there was another bank that could provide her with more money, and... she didn't have to pay it back.

Plantagenet Bank is also an ancient bank in Gotham City. Compared to the Central Bank, which was bombed by Bane, and the Sionnis Bank, which was once bombed by the Joker, the bank named after Plantagenet has always stood tall. .

——This is what Weiwei learned while chatting with the manager while waiting.

There are always many Easter eggs hidden in the details of the game. For example, when Weiwei checks the information, she will know which banks have been attacked, but no one will tell her which bank has never been attacked. If the player goes straight to that category, , you will probably ignore the details that can only be obtained by talking to NPCs.

Its age may be as long as the history of the Wayne family, and it is only willing to receive the rich people of Gotham City, the VIPs among the VIPs. It is said that if they do not have a deposit of more than 100 million US dollars in Plantagenet Bank, they will not even dare to Talk and laugh at the party.

At this time, the panel in front of her showed the flow of the Winston family's property. This member of the Court of Owls who had surrendered to her had already explained everything. His family has a long history, but it has long been unable to compare with wealthy people like Wayne. , it is said that their family has only opened accounts at Plantagenet Bank for generations.

When he grows up, the same will naturally happen.

She asked AI to search the computer, and soon discovered that among the members of the Court of Owls sent by Winster, almost all of them had only interacted with this bank.

"I am also one of the owls," she thought with a smile, "then of course I have to keep pace with everyone, right?"

She asked her secretary to stay in the car and walked in.

At four o'clock in the morning, this bank is located in an ancient building, with bright lights, and the open door looks like the mouth of a giant beast swallowing gold coins.

Not long after, she sat in the more luxurious VIP room again and made a leisurely call: "Mrs. Rothesay?"

"...I hope you really have something important to call me at this time, you uneducated little bastard!"

The voice on the other side was filled with the gnashing of teeth that had been interrupted at four in the morning.

"I need your help, dear madam..."

Half an hour later, Weiwei left the bank and waved to the president with a smile.

She mortgaged the iceberg restaurant and borrowed four times the amount of gold coins.

In other words, now on her account——

[Current public funds: 8 million gold coins (2.15 million charitable donations)]

[Currently converted public fixed assets: 250,000 gold coins (4.12 million gold coins not recorded in assets)]

"Secretary," Weiwei tilted her head to look at the girl next to her, "You said you once deposited money in the Central Bank. What happened later? I am surprised that it did not go bankrupt after such a terrible accident."

Probably because she could communicate with Weiwei, the secretary was very excited and said a lot: "Yes, I still remember that everyone was very panicked at that time. After the incident was over, they went to withdraw money as soon as possible-"

"But we couldn't get cash. Fortunately, three days later, the bank transferred cash from other cities to suppress the rush to withdraw money. During this period, the bank has not been able to operate. We were all worried that it would not be able to survive. After the chaos, it did take more than a month for it to work normally, including lending..."

Weiwei kept nodding: Fortunately, the Central Bank survived the terrorist attack.

But she hoped that when the Plantagenet Bank was bombed, it could not survive.

She said: This bank can provide more money.

No need to pay it back.

The author has something to say: Wei is a big black heart.

If you embezzle my taxes, I will blow up your bank. Who are we to follow?

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