Billionaire Life
God Gave A Grandpa

 "no? No way! Do you check again more carefully? These two people must be insane!" Thomas said with certainty.

    "Alright, if there's no yes already." Thomas glanced at the two old men in confusion then turned around and left.

    "Eh? Cu, wait!" thomas' hand was instantly gripped by the well-dressed old man.

    "What are you doing? Let go, otherwise I'll scream for help!" Thomas was surprised until his face paled, suddenly he thought that these two old men were cheaters.

    He did not dare to push, if it hurt the parents, I don't know how much compensation he had to pay.

    So, his hand was held by an old man like that...

    The old man's eyes were so warm and so excited.

    But Thomas instead avoided his eyes and felt uneasy.

    After a moment, Thomas said sincerely, "Sir, I have no money, you guys don't bother me."

    "Cu, I am your grandfather! Seriously!" The well-dressed man still pulled Thomas's hand without letting go.

    "Well, you're my grandfather."

    Thomas showed a very ugly smile. "Grandpa, grandpa's hand, let go first, okay?"

    Grandpa? Thomas only thought as long as he could make this old man let go of his hand, asking him to call the father of the ancestors would also he do willingly!

    "Haha, Granddaughter!" The old man who was dressed formally and neatly was immediately happy and immediately wanted to hug him.

    Srakk! Thomas was like a frightened rabbit that jumped and ran away.

    "Sir, if you want to deceive people, it's better to find people who have houses and cars, tricking me will not make a lot of money..."

    Bruk!!

    "Aww!" Thomas fell to the ground.

    "Son, why don't you believe that I'm your grandfather?!" The old man in neat and formal clothes immediately approached and swept Thomas down.

    The butler immediately pulled out a piece of the hospital lab examination letter from inside the briefcase and said kindly, "Young master, is your name really Thomas Widjaja? 22 Years ago you were found by Tanto Widjaja and Silvia Lionita."

    "Your grandfather was Mr. Levian, his name was Chandi Levian, and your real name was Thomas Levian."

    Thomas received the lab sheet and looked at it closely, a similarity rate of 99.9% .

    But...

    "Sir, what do these lab results have to do with me!" On top of this lab results there is absolutely no name.

    "Hehe, this is a lab result using your hair, why it has nothing to do with you." Chandi smiled widely and did not stop rubbing his hands together.

    "Well, where did you get my hair?" Thomas looks so confused.

    The butler said with a smile: "Aren't you ahead of the complex for hair clippers for free?"

    Thomas only remembered now, it was true that there had been such an incident.

    "Then are you really my grandfather?"

    "Of course, if you don't believe me, you can check in to the hospital again."

    After Chandi thought about it, she pulled out a piece of her hair.

    "If you don't believe me, just check for yourself."

    Actually Chandi is also afraid of being wrong, so he checks it up to three times.

    The first time, using Thomas' cutlery in a restaurant.

    The second time, the tissue used to wipe Thomas' blood when his hands were bleeding was scratched by a knife...

    Actually testing is not at all difficult for a Chandi Levian.

    As a trillionaire, to pry one's status all the way to his ancestors was a small thing to him.

    ......

    Thomas finally believes he was half-believing when he saw the lab results the butler showed him, and what happened next, made him dismiss his final doubts.

    "Cu, grandfather came in a hurry, so as not to have time to prepare a gift for you, you take this card, the pin is..."

    Chandi pulled out a shiny piece of black gold card.

    As soon as Thomas saw it, he was shocked.

    The original black gold card... At least Thomas knows what this is, and this card looks so unique, but Thomas is not sure where it is unique.

    Thomas swallowed his saliva heavily: "This card, how much money is in this card?"

    "Two.. twenty billion." Chandi immediately changed his answer, initially he was about to say 200 billion.

    But this was enough to make Thomas' eyes widen even bigger than the bell, "God..."

    Durian fallout is falling! He suddenly regained his senses and immediately put the black gold card into his pants pocket.

    Then he pulled Chandi aside and whispered.

    "Hey, can I wear this?"

    "Hm, put it on as you please, this is your pocket money this month."

    "Gosh, is that right?"

    "Of course it's true, why lie to you? If you don't believe the check, go to the bank."

    ......

    "Then I really wear it."

    "... Mmm."

    "... Mmm."

    Chandi smiled, suddenly feeling very anxious.

    20 Billion money is just dime for him, this black gold card is a card that has no limit.

    This grandson of his was the successor he had appointed, and he wanted to test the true nature of this grandson of his.

    ......

    "Then thank you!" Thomas said softly, then thought about whether he needed to say anything else.

    Come to think of it, never mind, after all they were not familiar.

    "Uhm, I'll go to work first, I'll see you later."

    "Cu, wait a minute!" Call Chandi in a hurry.

    "What's wrong? Don't tell me you're sorry?" thomas' face immediately became serious.

    "Oh, no, Grandpa is very busy, will soon return to Surabaya, if you need a phone call."

    Chandi gave me a piece of paper with a cell phone number.

    "Oh, okay."

    As soon as Thomas received this paper, he realized Chandi was looking at him with a strange expression.

    "What's wrong?" Thomas was goosebumps.

    Chandi asked with a grim face, "It's okay, actually Grandpa just wanted to ask, don't you already have 20 billion dollars... Do I still need to work part-time?"

    Thomas nodded and then patted his head.

    Yes yeah! In his hands was 20 billion dollars, why work part-time again?!

    Thomas smiled, then patted Chandi on the shoulder and said: "Good, that's smart! What you're saying makes sense, because it's too tense, I'm so careless like this, then it's time I enjoy life."

    He then waved his hand towards Chandi, then turned around casually and walked out the gate of the flats.

    ......

    These two old men could only look at each other with confused faces. Why is this granddaughter not going according to script at all!

    ......

20 billion! Thomas walked without direction on the streets. His mind drifted far out of nowhere.

Every now and then he pinched his face and always ended up with a cry, "Geez, this really isn't a dream?"

Finally he gathered up the courage, and decided to check to the bank if this was true.

He looked at the clock, it was already 9 o'clock, should the bank have been open.

Thomas went into one of the banks there.

In front of the teller's desk.

"Sorry Miss, I want to transfer the money."

A beautiful woman was sitting in her chair looking in the mirror and putting lipstick on her lips.

    He glanced at Thomas then flicked his hand impatiently, "Isn't there an ATM machine out there, we're very busy, please transfer yourself."

    "Not so, it's less safe out there." Thomas said softly while looking around with a wary face.

    A middle-aged man standing at the side teller immediately laughed condescendingly.

    "Son, you take it easy, if the money you deposited amounts to hundreds of millions like me just need the help of Miss Teller."

    And the point in his words is clear: You? Not at all appropriate.

    "But the duty of the bank is to serve, is it because it sees me as poor that it does not want to serve me?!"

    There is a black gold card that supports it, Thomas' attitude becomes more assertive.

    Although in the black gold card he pocketed no money, but once issued still not embarrassing.

    "Young man, wait you have billions of new money talking like this huh?" said this middle-aged man while laughing.

    ......

    The bank manager is brewing coffee inside. His face still had a very friendly smile.

    He felt this was quite interesting, the price of clothes worn by this young man was not even more than 200 thousand rupiah.

    Young people today are brave.

    What the boss said was not wrong. What his men said was also not wrong.

    Isn't he able to transfer through an ATM machine that's out there, why bother the teller?

    Just so you know, in this world there is no real justice.

    It was just a meaningless appeal to the poor.

    But the next second, the manager's hand holding the coffee shook violently until the coffee spilled on his shirt was not realized.

    Both of his eyes almost fell. It's like meeting a ghost!

    Thomas did nothing, he just took out his black gold card, then said with great emphasis, "I want...!"