"Old Yang! You have your express delivery!"

Yang Ming was chatting and laughing with the girl at the front desk of the company when he saw his colleague walking out of the elevator with a bunch of express delivery. At the top was a conspicuous black envelope.

"Your interstellar express." The black envelope was handed to Yang Ming.

"What express?"

Yang Ming took it in confusion, and it turned out to be the slogan printed on the envelope "Interstellar Express, Mission must be achieved." Oh, these days, are you going to shout the slogan of rushing out of the earth when doing express delivery?

Yang Ming smiled and raised the envelope in his hand: "Thank you, Lao Zhao!"

"So easy." Old Zhao came up with a smile, "What are the programs on weekend night?"

"Work overtime." Yang Ming wanted to unpack the envelope, but the packaging was really good. The quality of the paper was solid and waterproof, and it was impossible to tear it apart with hands.

The front desk MM handed over the scissors: "Brother Ming."

This sweet smile made Lao Zhao feel deeply the injustice of being a company. He worked hard to get the express delivery upstairs, but in the end he could not resist the handsome guy's frown.

"I'll leave, let's talk about it after get off work." Old Zhao retreated.

Yang Ming cut the express delivery and took out the things inside, a black card.

I have never seen the origin of the card. The metal texture is very high-end. There is a string of numbers on the front, or it is laser etched. Below is YANG-MING, your own name?

Look at the back, there are all positions of the magnetic stripe chips. The lower part is the small English word, the general meaning is: Star Express 24-hour customer service phone number; the suspected number below is: 0-000-000-9560.

What are you doing? I don’t seem to have applied for any card recently? But this card looks really high-end, with a heavy feel that is unique.

I looked at the express delivery information again, and it was a company that was mailed to me, but there was no number on it. After rummaging over and over, I saw the suspected phone number on the back of the metal black card and tried to call it.

It was opened, beep, beep, beep, beep sounds seemed to echo in the long corridor of the hotel. It sounded like a terrifying feeling, and goosebumps were about to rise.

"Hello! Mr. Yang! We are a black technology company and are very happy to serve you! Is there anything that can help you?"

What the hell is the black technology company? And every word on the other party is like a computer reading a line. Yang Ming got goosebumps, and he didn't know if the air conditioner was too cold or the sound was too hollow.

"I got one of your cards, but I don't seem to have much contact with you, are you mistaken?"

"No mistake, Mr. Yang, you got the card, that is our customers. From now on, you will enjoy 1 million yuan in funds every month, and the cumulative number of funds will be increased, and you can also choose to accelerate the increase."

After hearing the other party's words, the mystery of the previous one suddenly disappeared, Yang Ming refused to smile: "So far, my winnings of 233 million yuan have been accumulated, dozens of Mercedes-Benz BMW and Land Rover cars, and various Qin Shihuang, Li Shimin wants to share my treasure... Which school do you belong to?"

The other end of the phone is still patient: "Of course we will not force cooperation. You can activate the card through inquiries or consumption, and the facts will prove everything."

"What if I don't activate it?" Yang Ming asked intentionally.

"If you don't use it, you will lose the qualification to use the card, everything will be invalid, and you will completely forget the whole story about this."

Yang Ming was full and chatted: "I have recorded the audio that you threatened. If something goes wrong in the future, you must be responsible. Do you understand?"

"Everything I said is true. If you don't believe it, you can check the card balance and personally consume and verify it. If it is fake, you can throw it away directly."

Yang Ming couldn't object to this reason, and the basic logic of the liar was passed.

Instead, he became more interested in chatting: "What do you mean is that there is money in this card every week, and I spend it casually, and there is no limit?"

"Restrictions exist, and must be spent and cannot be left."

“There are no more flowers?”

"According to the degree of punishment."

"How did this money come from? Who would be so boring and give money to people for nothing?"

"Money is mainly obtained from wealthy people, enterprises or governments around the world. Through relevant technical means, it is concentrated into the card account in your hands. You can transfer and spend money at will."

"What! You say it again?"

Yang Ming finally laughed. Isn’t this what most people have thought: if everyone in the world transfers one dollar to themselves, they will be developed!

This liar has too much brainstorm? Yang Ming smiled and said, "At least you are more realistic, okay, okay, even if I believe it, the problem is, even if the hacker technology and money laundering methods are sophisticated, when the amount reaches tens of billions or hundreds of billions, can you still hold it?"

This is common sense that even ordinary people know. Several hundred million or more than one billion may be whitewashed, but when the amount reaches a certain level, the traces cannot be covered up.

The other end of the phone also gave an answer: "Then you have to find a way to avoid this. Or you can use spending points for rewards, such as changing your face."

Yang Ming felt more and more whimsical, and he kept spending money from the whole world. After spending it or being exposed, he would just change his face and run away... Can you not make fun of it?

"You are so humorous." Yang Ming smiled.

"Every sentence I say will be recorded and will be responsible for the authenticity of every word." The other party sent back the original words.

From beginning to end, the other party has no emotional fluctuations or logical loopholes. It is very easy to verify. Take the card and go downstairs to find the ATM to verify the correctness.

Yang Ming didn't want to pay attention to these boring scam phone calls. Who knows what this is? But it doesn't matter if you think about it. Anyway, he will never pay a dime to activate the card or pay the handling fee.

After hanging up the phone, there was a bank ATM downstairs of Yang Ming's unit.

Once the black card is inserted, you don’t need to enter the password, and it directly displays the interface, query, transfer, and withdrawal.

But this is not an operation that a serious ATM should have? It shouldn’t be to enter the password first and then tell yourself that there are hundreds of thousands of yuan in the card, but it has been frozen and it needs two thousand yuan to thaw?

I was curious about the query and the balance was displayed: 1,000,000.00.

One million, no matter what.

"I don't believe it, you can really withdraw money for me!"

Yang Ming clicked on the withdrawal again, chose the amount of 10,000 yuan, and then heard a rumbling sound from the ATM.

This was undoubtedly counting money. Then, in Yang Ming's confused eyes, he saw the opening of the money outlet opening, and a stack of red money lying inside!

He subconsciously took it out and took one and looked at it. It was definitely a real money! Because the ATM here is often used, and there is a bank next to it and there is also a security guard patrol, so it is impossible for someone to change the machine.

Could it be true?

Yang Ming, who was not very convinced, took away the black card, changed to a machine and inserted his own card, then deposited the money, counted the money, and then displayed the amount of 10,000 yuan, and clicked to confirm the deposit.
Chapter completed!