The Lovely Heiress Is Actually A God Beast

Chapter 1369: Chapter 1369: Making My Own Contribution

The Prop Master jogged to get his bag and returned, panting heavily, producing a checkbook from it.

He decided to show off a bit and was determined to make tossing the check look cool!

”He actually took out a checkbook!”

”Maybe... it’s just a prop.”

”Oh right, he’s the one who makes props.”

”Haha, you could directly say he’s a professional faker.”

The Prop Master was furious, glaring with anger: ”Hey hey hey, open your eyes and take a good look, this is a real check!”

”Oh oh oh, real, real.”

”Right right right, you say it’s real, then it’s real.”

Their careless and perfunctory attitude made the Prop Master even angrier, ”Let’s go, go to the bank right now. If you don’t see the check turn into cash with your own eyes, you definitely won’t believe it. I want you to watch with wide eyes and see it yourself!”

The Assistant Director had just sent Boss Li away and caught this good show, puzzled and asked: ”What’s happened? Why is he so upset with you all?”

”He said he wants to invest.”

”He said the checkbook he’s holding is real.”

”He said he wants to take the prop checkbook to the bank to exchange for cash.”

After everyone’s explanation, the Assistant Director finally understood.

The Assistant Director curiously looked at the Prop Master, his gaze sweeping over his paint-stained clothes and boots.

Recalling at noon when everyone was eating takeout at the table, the Prop Master took a large thermos cup from his bag, pouring out mushy vegetable noodles.

The Assistant Director really couldn’t believe it; this unkempt guy, who saves money to the extreme on food, is a hidden millionaire.

The Assistant Director awkwardly smiled and patted the Prop Master’s shoulder, ”Don’t worry, I’ve sold my villa. The money will be enough.”

Prop Master: ”...” What to do, even angrier!

The Prop Master grabbed the Assistant Director’s hand that was patting his shoulder and pulled him to go outside, ”Go to the bank, now! I want to give you money!”

Everyone followed with a gossipy mood.

...

Walking out of the bank, the Assistant Director was still a bit dazed.

The think tank that followed the Assistant Director was shocked, questioning their existence.

The Prop Master stood with hands on hips, looking triumphant, ”I didn’t lie to you, did I? I really have money, isn’t it just thirty million! The Assistant Director doesn’t need to sell the house anymore, since Boss Li is gone, I’ll cover it!”

”How can you be a hidden millionaire?” the Assistant Director asked in confusion.

The Prop Master straightened his back: ”I’m just low-key usually.”

”You’re so rich, why pretend to be poor?”

”Yeah, why pretend to be poor!”

”If I had known you were so wealthy, I would have hugged your leg earlier!”

”Yeah, why are you miserably eating vegetable noodles?”

”Can’t you change into some brand name clothing?”

The Prop Master had a mysterious expression: ”Don’t underestimate these clothes, they’re tailored according to my body shape, unique style. Don’t you find clothes with logos on them kind of low? Not a walking billboard, what’s the point of wearing clothes with brand logos? I specifically asked them not to print it.”

”So...” the Assistant Director looked him up and down, ”Your outfit is actually branded?”

”Mm-hmm!” The Prop Master glanced at the Assistant Director’s shoes, ”Our shoes, same brand.”

The Assistant Director: ”...”

This was the most expensive pair of leather shoes in his shoe cabinet!

”I still want to sell the villa.”

Everyone was surprised, and the Prop Master was very confused, eyes filled with worry, ”Assistant Director, are you okay? The money is enough, what are you selling the house for?”

”Your thirty million is to make up for Boss Li’s investment; I want to add another investment myself because I want to contribute to my show.”

”What if you lose? You won’t even have a house.” The Assistant Director tried to persuade him.

The Assistant Director’s eyes were extraordinarily bright: ”I can make up my mind for one more reason.”

Everyone asked in unison, ”What reason?”