Super system makes me a trillionaire

After all.

He knew the inside story of Bright.

The other party was worth at least two to three billion.

One person could crush the entire Gaines family.

How would he brag about that?

And there was Bright.

His face was somewhat strange.

This was Hogwart's business, the tenth shop… was it in the Trade Building?

Well, wasn't that a coincidence?

This Trade Building, it seemed to be his own property, right?

At this moment, Bright's expression be a increasingly strange and playful.

And at this time.

Hogwart also looked at Bright, and said,

"I wonder, Mr. Gaines, where might you currently be working?"

"Me? I wouldn't say I've got a high level job, I just made a bit of money earlier! Then I casually made some investments and did some financial management."

Hearing this.

Hogwart's smile on his face became even more unrestrained.

Immediately, he said,

"Making over a hundred thousand right after graduation is surely a reason to make some investments and manage finances.

But speaking of financial management, I remember Ronald, your family is into financial management, right?"

As he spoke, Hogwart turned his gaze towards Ronald.

Instantly, he saw Ronald standing there with a pale face.

For a moment, his expression showed confusion.

"Ronald, what's wrong with you?"

"Eh? Nothing, just feeling a bit unwell today." Ronald hastily replied, shaking his head.

"Is that so?" Skeptically, Hogwart glanced at Ronald and commented.

However, he did not inquire further about Ronald's condition.

Continuing on his earlier topic, he said,

"Here, Bright, this Ronald's family owns a wealth management company that has some standing in Cartmel.

If you want to manage wealth in the future, you can go to their company, I guarantee you will earn a fortune!"

Upon hearing this, Bright's face lit up with curiosity and a playful smile, he asked,

"Is that so?"

Seeing the attitude of Bright, Hogwart's face could not help but show slight irritation.

With a cold face, he said.

"How could you talk like that? I'm talking about Bright, this is not how to behave! If you want to find Ronald's family to manage your finances in the future, you should at least stand up and toast them, right?

If you don't understand this basic etiquette, how will you continue in society?"

As soon as these words were spoken.

Lydia by the side also followed up, mocking Bright.

"Exactly! Thinking just because you've earned a bit of money, that makes you superior?

Really don't know what Melody was thinking today, bringing this person along!"

Hearing these words, just as Melody was about to explode, she noticed the calm demeanor of Bright.

Immediately, a thoughtful expression emerged.

Bright showed no reaction to Hogwart's words.

But Ronald, who was sitting there, almost fell off the chair.

Cold sweat trickled down his back.

He hastily spoke. "No! No need!"

"Hmm?" Hogwart glanced at Ronald, his face showing slight confusion.

He then asked, "What's wrong, Ronald?"

Ronald gulped, revealing a smile that looked worse than a grimace.

He said, "Ha-ha, I… I'm not feeling very well today, I took some antibiotics on my way here, so I can't drink alcohol."

"Really?" Glancing at Ronald's expression, Hogwart still had doubts.

However, he didn't press any further.

Ronald breathed a sigh of relief.

Meanwhile, deep within him, he was cursing at Hogwart. This guy thinks he can just drag me into his mess?

To let Bright pour me a toast? He's quite the strategist indeed!

After all!

If Bright really did propose a toast to himself.

If he were to accept this drink… certainly, there will be no good things waiting for him!

Hogwart chuckled and said,

"Let me introduce you all. This here, is the magician Pollard Miller."

As his words came to an end.

Behind Hogwart, stood up a young man who appeared to be in his early twenties.

"Pollard can be said to be currently one of the most promising magicians in our country!

At the age of just 21, he has already appeared on the Gala three times and even more so, legendary magician Gerald has taken him as a disciple!"

Upon hearing this, a look of surprise surfaced on one of the faces of the girls present.

"A disciple of Gerald? Oh my god! Is it the Gerald who is part of the top ten magicians in the world?"

"He is that amazing? I am so excited!"

At that moment, Pollard stood there with a faint smile on his face.

"I'm delighted to attend this celebration banquet. Now, I will perform a little magic trick for everyone."

He finished, and opened his hands towards the crowd in a slight motion.

Once the crowd confirmed that there was absolutely nothing in Pollard's hands, he quickly shook his palms.

"Whoosh!"

Instantly, a small cloth bag appeared abruptly in his hand.

"Wow! Where did this bag come from?"

"Exactly! Where was this bag just now? I didn't see it at all!"

"My world! How was that done!"

With that magical move,

All the girls in the private room were instantly captivated by it.

And one by one, they all let out cries of surprise.

Admiration sparked in their eyes.

However,

To Bright, all of this seemed quite trifling.

A hint of scorn was visible at the corner of his mouth.

This act of Pollard's, indeed it might fool the young girls, but for him who possessed god-level magic skills, all of these were simply not enough!

At this moment.

There was Pollard, with a slight smile always on his face.

He spoke.

"This bag in my hand is a magic pouch, it's connected to a dimensional space inside, anything that goes in, disappears into thin air."

As soon as he finished speaking.

All the girls present showed surprised expressions, they exclaimed.

"Is… is this some kind of joke?"

"Yes, how could such a thing be possible! This bag, it must have a trick! Maybe there's a hidden pocket inside or something!"

After these remarks were made.

Pollard also showed a smile on his face, and said,

"You can rest assured about this. If you don't believe it, you can check this cloth bag in my hand."

Saying so.

Pollard handed the cloth bag he held to Melody, who was standing there.