Chapter 450 The Blood Pack That Was Tricked (Part 3)

Ning Yan reached out her finger and poked the man's arm.

The man sensed it, turned his head to look at Ning Yan, and his eyes seemed to say three words: What's wrong?

Ning Yan whispered, "Mr. Cui, may I order something to eat? I'm hungry."

Everyone: ...

Shi Hao:......

Cui Wenlan looked at Shi Hao: "Give her some."

Half an hour later, the club's waiter brought in four dishes and a soup. Ning Yan got up and went to the table next to her to eat. Afraid of upset stomach, she ate slowly, only putting down her chopsticks when she was about 80% full.

After eating and drinking her fill, Ning Yan sat back down. Seeing that Cui Wenlan's wine glass was empty, she thoughtfully poured him another one.

Soon, two hours passed, and Cui Wenlan was about to leave. Shi Hao frantically hinted, his eyes constantly sweeping over Ning Yan, as if to say: Should we send this woman over to you?

Cui Wenlan didn't even glance at him before leaving with his assistant.

Shi Hao wasn't disappointed. This was the head of the Cui family and the only heir of the Cui clan. It was normal for him not to want him.

After seeing the person off, I went back to find the manager.

I learned a lot about Ning Yan from the manager.

I knew she was only nineteen, had been at the club for less than a month, and was inflexible, never having gone out with anyone before.

Then he asked for Ning Yan's contact information and gave her a tip of 100,000 yuan.

This is the only woman Cui Wenlan would ever treat as an exception; if he maintains a good relationship with her, she might come in handy in the future.

Looking at the transfer on her phone, Ning Yan clicked to accept.

She likes guests who are so generous.

But no one ordered her during the rest of the business hours.

After all, she wanted far too much!

But Ning Yan didn't care and was scrolling through videos on her phone in the lounge.

I also learned a bit about this world.

After get off work, Ning Yan didn't go back to that shabby rented room, but booked a room at a nearby hotel.

I rent a place as soon as I wake up during the day.

The apartment is a large one-bedroom unit, over 80 square meters, with one bedroom, one living room, and one bathroom. The renovation is new, and the furniture is complete, so you can move in immediately. Housing prices in H City are relatively high; an 80-square-meter apartment in a good location can cost three to four million yuan.

Therefore, the rent for this house is also very high.

Ning Yan emptied the rented apartment of everything, got her deposit back from the landlord and returned the keys, and went to the mall to buy clothes, shoes and daily necessities, and filled the refrigerator.

The original owner had been making blood packs for that jerk boyfriend for over a year, and her stomach had even developed a stomach ailment from hunger. She needed to take good care of herself. The food outside was too oily and salty; it was much safer to cook for herself.

After a busy day, she finally bought everything she needed, and the house looked brand new. She cooked two dishes and a soup herself and enjoyed her dinner in peace.

Just then, the phone rang.

She couldn't use her old secondhand phone anymore, so today she bought the latest model, which cost her over ten thousand yuan. The new phone sounds so much better.

The caller ID displayed on the screen reads: Boyfriend.

Ning Yan pressed the answer button and simultaneously started recording.

"Brother Wenbin, what brings you here to call me?"

Ji Changbin's slightly greasy voice came through the microphone, "Yanyan, we need to pay for materials this month, so please transfer some money to me quickly."

"But I haven't received my salary this month, so I can't transfer the money to you."

"Don't you have any money left? You can transfer me a thousand first."

He didn't believe Ning Yan couldn't come up with a thousand yuan. After all, people who go to clubs often give tips, and Ning Yan was so beautiful that she must have earned a lot of tips.

The original owner was tricked into joining the club by Ji Changbin, who said that it was easy to accompany people to drink and earn a lot of money. She was so tired from washing dishes in the kitchen of a noodle shop that she couldn't straighten her back. He felt sorry for her.

The original owner, being so brainless, actually believed it and went to the Moonlight Club to become a princess.

Ning Yan didn't care about any of that; all she wanted to do now was kick Ji Changbin to the curb.

So she started to calculate the accounts for Ji Changbin.

"Brother Wenbin, I dropped out of high school in my senior year and started working to support your studies. In more than a year, I have given you a total of 44,000 yuan."

Do you admit to this?

"I admit it, but I need money to pay for the materials now, why are you asking about this?"

Ning Yan said, "Let me calculate for you. Before, I worked as a waitress. During my three-month probation period, I earned 3,000 yuan per month. After the probation period, I earned 3,500 yuan. Since I left after less than a month, I earned a total of about 40,000 yuan."

During my first year of high school, I earned very little. You took 36,000 yuan from me in total, leaving me only two or three hundred yuan each month for pocket money.

Later, you got into a university in H city and said your family couldn't afford the tuition, so you had to do summer jobs. That's why I came here with you. During the two months of summer vacation, you earned 4,800 yuan by handing out flyers and bought a mobile phone. I earned 9,000 yuan by washing dishes and bought a second-hand mobile phone with the money.

So you're taking the remaining 8500 yuan, right?

"Yes, yes, so hurry up and transfer the money to me." The person on the other end was clearly getting impatient.

"So, you think I don't need to spend money, right?"

"What do you mean?"

“After I dropped out of school, my family stopped taking care of me. In the past year and three months, after deducting the 45,000 yuan I gave you and the 500 yuan for the second-hand phone, and then deducting the train ticket cost for us to come to H city, I only have less than 300 yuan left each month. Do you think I can still have any of that 300 yuan left?”

Would you have enough to spend?

Excuse me, where am I supposed to find you a thousand yuan?

The other side remained silent.

But Ji Changbin quickly rallied and made a comeback.

"Yanyan, I know you've suffered these past year or so, but I promise our lives will get better. Wait for me to graduate from university, and I will definitely..."

Blah blah blah, that's all Ji Changbin said.

Ning Yan rolled her eyes on the other end of the phone. This pie in the sky was really too big and round. If he wasn't still useful, Ning Yan would have kicked him out immediately.

"Brother Wenbin, I know what you're saying, but I haven't been paid my salary at the club, so I really don't have any money to give you."

I used to think making money at clubs was easy, but after working there I realized how difficult it is. Those rich bosses would make me drink all the time, but I don't know how.

They think I'm stupid, that I can't speak well, and they're going to complain about me to the manager.

Half of my salary for this month has already been deducted. I should have known better than to come to the club.

Being a waiter means less money, but at least it's stable. At most, you'll get a deduction of 30 or 50 yuan for breaking a plate, but here, the deduction starts at 500 or 1000 yuan.

"Brother Changbin, what am I going to do? There are still ten days left in the month, and I'm really afraid that when I get paid, my salary will be deducted, and then I'll have to pay my rent!"

Blah blah blah, “I don’t know what those customers are thinking. I’m clearly the prettiest, but they just won’t choose me. Could it be because I don’t know how to do makeup or I’m dressed poorly?”

But I'm so poor I can't even afford a 20-yuan dress, let alone cosmetics. Waaah, am I really useless, Changbin-ge?

Blah blah blah!

"Brother Changbin, maybe I should just quit. I can still get a thousand or two yuan in wages if I quit now, otherwise..."

Thank you Lily for the 2000 Qidian Coins!

Seeing everyone's urging for more updates, I also want to post more, but this story was particularly difficult for me to write. The first version ended at chapter 24, and I had already written more than a thousand words for each story. Lying in bed, I couldn't get it right no matter how I thought about it, so I got up and deleted the last seven chapters and rewrote the ending because the guy surnamed Ji died too easily.

I wrote a second version, up to chapter twenty-one. I still couldn't fall asleep in bed that night. When I woke up, it was yesterday. I deleted everything, leaving only the two chapters I posted yesterday. After that, I had no drafts left. I finally managed to write eight thousand words in a busy day, but then I realized it wasn't right and I kept deleting. I was busy until eleven o'clock last night, and in the end, I only had five thousand words left.

Otherwise, if someone gave me a tip, I would definitely update more chapters, but I really can't add even a little bit.

Sorry, sorry, sorry, I feel so guilty, I'll start typing now...