Rich Guy Math 777 Book Novels & Stories

Sandros' subordinate alighted from the car and helped him with the door. Sandros placed a foot on the ground before placing the other, “get the stuff.” he ordered, smoothening his crumpled shirt. He pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and lit one up, “Don't waste my time, Matthew.” Matthew jogged, opened up the car trunk, and pulled out the stuff. He held the suitcase protectively, checking left and right as he walked after Sandros. His master, Sandros, should be referred to as the most ruthless man in the whole city. He was cruel, heartless, and most importantly, thirsty for more wealth. He was extremely careful while making deals with people, and once his business partners made

It seemed like he had arrived at a sudden realization. “F*ck! I almost forgot! If all else fails, then I should just try to make a fortune off Mr. Crawford! If the Long family is willing to hand me four hundred and fifty thousand dollars, then Mr. Crawford should definitely be willing to pay even more! After all, he’s richer than they are! If I’m lucky, I could even rack the numbers up to seven hundred and fifty thousand dollars! Now that would be a worthy transaction! What more, I already have all the information that he wants anyway! Hahaha!” said Harry aloud as he smiled. He then walked toward Giya before saying, “Miss Giya, please give me Mr. Crawford’s contact number.”

He thought to himself, “Damn it, this is what real wealthy people do. They like Pu'er tea, so they just buy a company that produces it? Did you make your money by a stroke of luck?” He then shifted his perspective and immediately felt relieved as he thought to himself, ‘The Schulz family's assets exceed trillions of dollars, so buying a Pu'er tea company for a few billion dollars is equivalent to someone with tens of thousands of dollars spending seven or eight dollars on a bottle of drink. Isn't it just a piece of cake? Even if you only have a hundred dollars, you'd still be willing to spend seven or eight dollars if you really wanted to drink tea!’

Luka arched his brow, bored. “How much?” he asked, as if we were talking about a parking ticket. I unfolded the torn paper with shaking hands. The number glared at me like a curse. “Seven million,” I said. “Seven million, six hundred and fifty-four thousand, two hundred and seventy-four dollars and sixty-eight cents. I will pay you back. I swear on my mother’s memory. I will work. I will do anything.” He laughed. A slow, cruel sound. “Anything?” He tipped his head, studying me like I was something under a glass jar. “Kneel.”

I smirked in satisfaction as Taylor approached me. When I shifted my gaze to Mr. Ken, his eyebrows were furrowed in seriousness. "Open those suitcases and show Mr. Ken my gift, Taylor," I ordered Taylor. Taylor then opened the two suitcases as I had instructed. Revealing a stack of neatly bound cash. The total amount was $400,000,000. I saw Mr. Ken’s face go wide-eyed, his mouth agape in disbelief, and he swallowed hard. As his nickname suggests: The Money-Hungry Man. Just look at his gleaming eyes after facing a pile of hundreds of millions of dollars.

she smiled, and he hugged her, kissing her ears fondly, making her chuckle. "Bye" she waved, finally going to her parents. "You have to gist me about everything!" Sybil dragged her out immediately. Tate followed them, and Mr. Wilson gave Roonie an unfriendly look before leaving too. "It's been long since we had such a full house, thanks to you Banks" Rook said. Roonie inserted his hands into his pockets. "About Richard... He's a total genuis like you might have heard. The one year he worked at the casino is still the richest year of Master X till now. His brain is always at alert" Hazzan said.

Riya said, her words shameless and unapologetic. " I knew that you would help me Granny, thank you so much. " Zick with a hidden smirk. " I know that guy, Maxwell Williams. He is the first richest trillionaire in this country which makes you the second richest person in this country." " Don't worry, I'm helping you because you've changed into a good boy. " Riya said. " Just give me a week to sort everything out okay? Go and freshen up and come down for breakfast okay? "

He invited, gesturing to the other men on the table with his Head. “Or better still name your price since all you care about is fucking money!" Unable to resist his offer, Rian smirked as he waved them away , immediately he was all alone. Chuckling, Rian reclined on the chair he was sitting on and with a broad smile said, "how much You say." “Yes … I can make you rich. “ "Stop bluffing. I know you are rich but … you can't beat me at my game" he scowled in anger.

“He wants to fight Mr. Stefan? ‘Ignorant fool.’ Harvey fiddled with his Black Card before taking a sip of his tea. “Hundred and fifty million.” Many people were stunned, and their mouths started twitching. Even a prominent figure like Stefan would only start at fifteen million… ‘Who is that guy even? ‘He started at seventy-five million, and now he’s at fifteen million?! ‘Does he not care about the money?! ‘Did someone else give him all that?! ‘He didn’t even think before naming the price! ‘Either he’s a wealthy man with riches that can rival a country… ‘Or he’s a crazy man from a rich family!’