Chapter 261 Sir, it’s not nice to curse people

Lin Shengjun snorted coldly.

He was in a very bad mood at the moment. He ignored Su Qian and walked straight past her and Lu Yao.

However, Su Qian was not annoyed at all.

Looking at Lin Shengjun's hurried and somewhat embarrassed back.

The curve of the mouth corners is bigger.

Lin Shengjun went upstairs and just entered the house when he heard a series of "ding dong" "ding dong" consumption reminders coming from his mobile phone.

"Damn it, is this ever going to end?"

He was so angry that his face turned red. He grabbed his phone and looked at the consumption reminders that kept popping up on the screen, his eyes almost popping out.

It doesn't pop up when the alarm sounds.

Now that I'm home, I'm starting to place orders like crazy again.

His fingers trembled as he tried to quickly cancel the order, but those orders seemed to be programmed.

No chance for people to react at all.

Complete the payments one by one.

Lin Shengjun was so anxious that he paced around the room, cursing non-stop.

In just one day.

More than 100,000 yuan was deducted from his card.

Back at Yunjin Villa, Su Qian and Xiaoliu snuggled in the soft sofa with the tablet in their arms, their heads put together, and began to operate it skillfully again.

There was a hint of excitement and anticipation in his eyes.

"Order takeout again?"

Lu Yao walked over leisurely, holding a cup of steaming tea.

Seeing the two of them grinning from time to time, my first reaction was that they were going to use the same old tricks again and hack into Lin Shengjun's account to order takeout.

There was a glimmer of understanding in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"Not this time."

Su Qian raised her chin slightly, with a mysterious smile on her face.

She blinked.

He said in a light and somewhat proud tone:

"Let's try something more high-end."

After saying that.

He ignored Lu Yao and continued to work with Xiao Liu.

Seeing this scene, Lu Yao was no longer surprised. He shrugged his shoulders, chuckled and shook his head.

He walked slowly to the sofa and sat down gently.

The whole person was half leaning on the sofa, with a comfortable and leisurely posture.

He picked up the teacup, blew gently on the hot steam floating on the surface, and took a sip.

“Pingshan Hope Primary School?”

Inadvertently, Lu Yao glanced at the contents on the tablet, and his expression instantly became strange.

A moment later.

He seemed to suddenly understand something

A meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Understood.

Someone will not only feel physical pain, but will also bleed heavily.

Early the next morning.

Lin Shengjun had two dark circles under his eyes, and looked haggard and tired. His eyes were bloodshot, and it was obvious that he had not slept well the night before.

He sat on the sofa, his cell phone tightly in his hand.

As if afraid that it would suddenly pop up those fatal consumption reminders again.

Just thinking about it.

He couldn't help but open his mobile banking to check his balance.

Lin Shengjun: “!!!”

"Master Duo?!!"

"Eight hundred thousand?!!!"

"Eight hundred thousand dollars was lost in one night!!!"

Lin Shengjun's eyes almost popped out of his head as he looked at the balance displayed on his mobile banking app. The muscles on his face twitched violently and uncontrollably.

As luck would have it, a text message just popped up.

"Thank you for your donation to Pingshan Hope Primary School. We will definitely use this money to improve the children's learning environment. Thank you for your donation."

Lin Shengjun was stunned when he saw the text message.

Then, he suddenly jumped up from the sofa like a burning barrel of explosives.

He was so angry that he was shaking all over and roared:

“I donated???”

“I donated?!!!”

He repeated this sentence.

Eight hundred thousand, that was the entire balance in his card.

I don’t know if the other party did it on purpose, but he also left 748 yuan in the account.

748?

Go to hell?

Lin Shengjun's face turned purple.

He was thinking of using the money to marry another wife, but now all the money has been donated and he has become a real pauper.

"No, this money must be recovered!"

Lin Shengjun was so anxious that he broke out in a cold sweat, and his fingers were pressing the dial button on the mobile phone screen uncontrollably.

Yelling at the other end of the phone:

"Give me back my money! I didn't donate anything, so give it back to me right now. It's my money!"

"Hello, sir."

There was a pause on the other end of the line, and then a gentle voice came: "We did receive a donation. May I ask who you are?"

Lin Shengjun kept taking deep breaths.

His chest heaved violently.

He was about to say his own name, but immediately thought of the signature "a beast" on the hundreds of takeout orders yesterday.

The other party must have used this signature this time.

He gritted his teeth and said with difficulty: "'A beast'."

A trace of embarrassment and frustration flashed across his face.

The other party seemed to be silent for a few seconds, and a slightly awkward voice came from the receiver:

"...Sir, it's not nice to curse."

Upon hearing this, Lin Shengjun flew into a rage and yelled into the phone, "I said I was a 'beast'! I donated that money. No, I didn't donate that money. I didn't intend to donate it to you. Give me back the money, or I'll report you to the police for fraud!"

Lin Shengjun became more and more excited as he spoke, with saliva flying everywhere.

"Sir, please calm down. We are accepting this donation according to the formal procedures."

The person on the other end of the phone felt a little helpless after hearing his yelling.

Still patiently speaking, "And the donor is not the beast you're talking about. The donor's name is 'Li Jiahui'."

Snap!

Next second.

Lin Shengjun's cell phone fell directly to the ground.

There was a flash of fear and disbelief in his eyes, his mouth opened wide, and he didn't react for a long time.

"Wha…what?"

After a while, Lin Shengjun felt a chill spreading from the soles of his feet, making him feel like he was walking in an ice cellar.

"Li... Li Jiahui? No, how could it be her?"

Lin Shengjun, who had done something wrong, was scared.

Li Jiahui died because of him, and now this huge sum of money has been donated in the name of Li Jiahui.

Lin Shengjun felt uneasy.

He bent down tremblingly and picked up the phone on the ground. His hands were still shaking and beads of sweat kept rolling down his forehead.

His eyes were full of panic and fear.

"No, no, I have to go to the police station to report the case again."

Lin Shengjun muttered to himself as he crawled out, stumbling and falling several times.

In the police station.

Several police officers were sorting out the case materials at hand. When they saw Lin Shengjun rushing in in such a mess and panic, they couldn't help but frown.

"Why is it him again?"

A young policeman muttered softly, his face full of helplessness.

"Do you know him?" asked his companion.

"This guy reported the case to the police twice yesterday, claiming his phone was hacked and he was ordering takeout orders. But we verified that the takeout orders were paid for with his own account."

The young policeman said this while shaking his head helplessly.

Lin Shengjun saw the policemen.

As if he had found a life-saving straw, he rushed over and cried out in a tearful voice:

"Comrade police officer, please save me! Something terrible has happened! I...I feel like I'm being haunted by a ghost!"