The strongest production soldier, awarded first-class merit for feeding pigs.

After the minor hiccup caused by withdrawing the money, Chen Jun could clearly sense that Pan Wenjun's attitude towards him had changed significantly.

Although he still maintains the airs and tone of a veteran, he is now more polite and respectful.

It is clearly the impact of 800 million.

The two then divided the work: Pan Wenjun was responsible for negotiating and purchasing items from various shops and stores, while Chen Jun was responsible for delivering the purchased items to the car.

During this time, Chen Jun, as planned, secretly slipped into the bank again to withdraw 100,000 yuan.

The saleswoman's attitude changed even more drastically than Pan Wenjun's. She looked at Chen Jun with a sly gaze, as if she wanted to run out from behind the counter to serve him tea and water.

If Chen Jun had given her a signal at this moment, she would probably have immediately washed herself clean and gotten into position.

Upon learning that Chen Jun wanted to withdraw 100,000 yuan, the bank teller was eager to help him and gain his favor so that he could transfer 10 million yuan to their bank account. That way, she wouldn't have to worry about her savings targets for the next few years.

Unfortunately, the small branch simply didn't have that much money, and even if she wanted to, she didn't have the means.

Even if you call the bank manager to ask for permission, the earliest you can make an appointment to withdraw 100,000 is tomorrow afternoon, and that's only because Chen Jun has the privilege of having 800 million in deposits.

The maximum amount I can take away today is 20,000; that's all the cash the savings point has in total.

"Sigh, tomorrow is the system's deadline. Is there really still time? Sigh, if there isn't enough time, there's no other way but to try anything."

We'll figure out a way to get out with Deputy Squad Leader Pan later. Today, we can only take as much as we can and try to spend it all to ease the pressure tomorrow.

Since the bank had no money, Chen Jun had no choice but to agree to the bank's proposal.

As for how to get out tomorrow, and whether I can still spend 80,000.

Chen Jun was in a real bind.

There is absolutely no information.

However, just when Chen Jun felt that the lottery was hopeless, his first treasure chest was far away, the system was about to leave him, and his promising life was about to come to an abrupt end.

And just like that, a miracle happened.

As soon as Chen Jun's hand touched the money on the counter, the Junhao system's light screen automatically opened, and a row of red words appeared on the screen like a barrage of bullets.

[Note: This is the first time the host has used system funds, triggering a special limited-time benefit: a one-time 90% discount chance to draw a treasure chest. Time remaining: 29 minutes 59 seconds, 58 seconds...]

"Wow, the system even has discount coupons? A 90% discount lottery is so awesome!"

Chen Jun, who had been frowning just a second ago, was now all smiles, so much so that he selectively ignored the countdown.

"A 10% discount? That means I only need to spend 10,000 to draw a Black Iron Treasure Chest! Haha, awesome! This is the perfect opportunity!"

Chen Jun's heart began to race uncontrollably. He didn't want to wait even a second longer. He grabbed the money and cards, stuffed them into his pocket, and ran out of the bank like the wind.

Anyone who didn't know better would think he robbed a bank.

"Sir, you..."

The cashier had originally intended to use the pre-booked cash withdrawal appointment to privately add Chen Jun by phone or WeChat, but before she could even utter the words, he had already vanished.

"I can't spend 100,000 yuan, but if I work hard, I can definitely make 10,000 yuan. Let's start with alcohol." With that thought, Chen Jun headed straight for the department store.

While on official business in the canteen that morning, Chen Jun had already gained a deeper understanding of the military culture and systems of this parallel world through casual conversation with Pan Wenjun.

Unlike Earth, which banned alcohol as early as 2008, the military no longer allows alcohol consumption during holiday meals.

In the parallel world of "Celestial Sphere" that Chen Jun transmigrated to, the troops of the Great Han Empire had not issued a ban on alcohol, and the troops were allowed to drink alcohol during meals.

The military's style is characterized by youthful vigor and a particularly bold and unrestrained approach to drinking.

The most expensive part of the banquet is undoubtedly...

It's definitely about alcohol!

Pan Wenjun and Chen Jun have just purchased ten boxes of liquid bombs for today's dinner party, which means each person will get about one and a half bottles on average.

The army is not at full strength when it is in combat readiness. The 7th Company has six regular squads plus two logistics squads, plus the people in the company headquarters, and the total number of people is less than eighty.

After deducting those who are currently visiting relatives, on leave, or away for training, there are actually only sixty-odd people in the company.

The individual food allowance for the Seventh Company was only fourteen yuan a day. Buying ten cases of beer was already the limit; otherwise, they couldn't even guarantee their daily meals.

Alcohol is not one of the military expenditures.

Pan Wenjun can only be frugal when buying beer, but Chen Jun is completely different. As a tycoon with 800 million yuan, he is afraid that he will not be able to spend the money.

So he went to the department store alone and bought twenty-five cases of beer in one go.

It wasn't that Chen Jun only wanted twenty-five cases of beer; rather, that was all the stock the store had. They even took out everything from the freezer to reach that number.

"35 yuan a piece, less than a thousand yuan, how can we manage with more than nine thousand yuan left? It seems we need to increase our efforts."

Seeing that buying beer wouldn't cost him any money, Chen Jun set his sights on the liquor on the shelf, pointed, and said, "This bottle, and this one, take them down."

"You want these two bottles, right? Okay."

Finally, he encountered a generous customer. The boss grinned from ear to ear, bowing and scraping as he ran over, pretending to take the two bottles.

"No, you misheard me. What I meant was, pack up all the other wines on the shelf except for these two," Chen Jun said without blinking.

"ah??"

The scene, which only happens on TV, actually happened right in front of him. The boss was completely dumbfounded and even doubted whether he had heard correctly.

"Hurry up, boss, I'm in a rush!"

Chen Jun urged the dazed boss, explaining that he genuinely didn't have time, as Pan Wenjun was still waiting for him.

"Young man, some of the liquor here is very expensive. Those bottles of Moutai and Wuliangye together cost several thousand yuan. Are you sure your unit wants to drink this kind of liquor?"

As the owner of the town's largest department store, he had been dealing with military personnel for over a decade and had never seen them buy such expensive liquor.

Not many people in the town can afford to drink this. These few bottles of wine have been in stock for many years and have almost become the store's prized possessions.

"You sell me the stuff, I'll pay you cash, don't worry about anything else, just pack it up for me." Chen Jun was too lazy to explain to the boss, nor could he.

"Uh, okay."

The boss didn't dare to inquire about military matters. When he heard that Chen Jun was paying him in cash and that he could make a fortune today, the boss stopped arguing.

Suppressing my curiosity, I quickly ran over and started taking wine from the shelf.

"Here's five thousand yuan for now. After you pack it up, calculate the amount, and I'll refund any overpayment or collect any underpayment. I'll come pick up the goods later, so please be quick."

Chen Jun estimated that the boss would be busy for a while, and fearing that Pan Wenjun would come over and stop him from buying, he counted out five thousand yuan, put it on the table, and ran out in a flash.

Why did you take so long this time?

Pan Wenjun, who was buying seasonings and spices, frowned when he saw Chen Jun running over.

If Pan Wenjun hadn't been so shocked by Chen Jun's eight hundred million, realizing that Chen Jun's background was definitely extraordinary, then the fact that this greenhorn Chen Jun had disappeared for ten minutes without reporting would have been more than just a simple frown from him.