Chapter 13 Thirteen Hundred Million "Three million for a handsome little brother."...

Zhang Zengqiang was unhappy when he heard this. He was a debt collector and was in the right. If Xu Zhanyan didn't hide and paid the money honestly, could he do this?

"Go away! What are you gossiping about here? This kid owes money and doesn't pay it back, and he has time to complain. Who of you will help him pay it back?" he shouted to the crowd.

When money was mentioned, the crowd quieted down.

First of all, I don’t know how much I owe, so I can’t pretend to be rich. Secondly, who would think they have too much money and help others pay off their debts? Who would come to this tube building if they had money?

"Kid, how much money do you owe? How could you not pay it back? You look innocent, how could you do such a thing?"

"That's right, it's true that flies don't bite seamless eggs. No wonder he got beaten."

"Luckily, I was just about to call the police, but then I remembered that a friend of mine owed me two hundred yuan, and seeing him get beaten up was quite satisfying!"

"Nowadays, if you don't give people a beating, they really think that those who owe money are the bosses."

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Public opinion suddenly reversed, and Xin Jingli scratched his ears. What people say is really scary.

"How much does he owe you? I'll pay it back." Xin Jingli raised his chin towards Zhang Zengqiang.

"You? Paying for him?" Zhang Zengqiang looked her up and down, sneered, "Oh, forget it, you should keep your own money and buy some meat to replenish your body."

You skinny guy, do you really think you only owe 200 yuan? What a joke, I'll scare you to death if someone comes out.

Someone in the crowd shouted, "Girl, do you know him?"

"I don't know him." Xin Jingli said indifferently.

The crowd began to persuade in elder mode:

"If you don't know me, don't meddle in my business. I know I owe you a lot."

"Yeah, and if someone comes to your door asking for money, it's definitely not clean money. You'd better stay away from him."

"There's one guy in our village who owes gambling debts. Tsk tsk tsk, his hands and feet are broken by someone. You can't have anything to do with these people."

"These days, spending money on yourself is the only way to feel safe."

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Zhang Zengqiang echoed: "Did you hear that? Go away."

He waved his hand again to disperse the crowd: "You guys go away too. If you accidentally hurt me later, I won't pay for my medical expenses."

When everyone heard that a fight was going to happen, they turned around and wanted to leave. But when they heard Xin Jingli ask how much it would cost, they were driven by curiosity and stayed to watch the show.

Zhang Zengqiang was impatient and thought it would be better to speak directly and use the amount of money to scare off this ignorant girl.

"Three million! Gambling debts!" ​​He raised his chin to the sky and deliberately raised his voice.

The crowd suddenly became noisy:

"Three million! How could such a young man owe three million? This is the fate of a gambler!"

"What's the concept of three million? If I had three million, I would quit my job and lie down. How dare he owe me three million!"

"I've never seen three million in my life! Damn you gambler! You're always thinking about money, thinking you're so lucky and want to get rich overnight, but you didn't expect to lose everything!"

"Bah! I despise gamblers the most in my life!"

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Seeing that everyone was on his side condemning Xu Zhanyan, Zhang Zengqiang was so proud that his nostrils flared. He squinted at her and said, "Are you scared to death? Get out of here right now! I don't have time to chat with you, poor bastard."

Xin Jingli glanced at Xu Zhanyan. His shoulder bag fell to the ground, revealing a purple shell inside.

If her judgment was correct, he should have just taken the college entrance examination, and the purple shell was an admission letter. If he focused his energy on gambling, it would be impossible for him to be admitted to this top university in the country.

There is a hidden story here.

"I'll help him pay it back." Xin Jingli said calmly.

Three million to buy the future of a top student, who might be able to be of use to her in the future. At the same time, the money can be returned to the system, which is equivalent to picking up a little brother for free, which is a good deal.

But people don’t think so. Normally, they would think twice before spending three hundred yuan, but how could someone just give away three million yuan?

"Holy crap! Are you crazy? That's three million, not three hundred!"

"You're so stupid! You have no relationship with him, why are you paying so much money for him?!"

"Yeah! You kid... No, you have three million?"

The crowd was silent.

A little girl with a shared bicycle lying at the entrance of the alley, how can she look like a rich woman?

Besides, who would show up here with three million?

He must be bragging and lying. You're worrying for nothing.

Then, a middle-aged woman's voice rose from the crowd.

"She doesn't have three million! She was my last tenant! She was just joking! Don't take it seriously!"

Aunt Xue squeezed out and anxiously pulled Xin Jingli, "You silly child, where do you get the money? Go away, go away, don't cause trouble here."

Aunt Xue had the impression that this girl had rented her house since graduation. For more than a year, she had been going out early and coming back late, wearing tattered clothes. She was a very nice person. Whenever the neighbors needed help or there was garbage in the corridor, this girl would help deal with it.

When she suddenly said she had three million, and considering that she had suddenly checked out, Aunt Xue reasonably suspected that Xin Jingli was crazy.

She whispered in Xin Jingli's ear, "They are not easy to mess with. Don't get into trouble. Come with me."

Zhang Zengqiang couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Stop bragging here."

Although he was responsible for collecting debts from poor people, he had also seen many upper-class people. Anyone with a cash flow of over three million would dress elegantly and strive to join the upper class. Who would come to this shabby alley to join in the fun?

"It's okay, Aunt Xue, don't worry." Xin Jingli pushed her back and turned to Zhang Zengqiang and said, "Let him go first. Calculate how much he has paid back and how much is left. Not a penny more, not a penny less."

After all, you can't spend money carelessly.

Zhang Zengqiang looked at Xin Jingli, then glanced at Xu Zhanyan lying on the ground. He figured that these two skeletons couldn't escape either, so he waved his hand and told his men to let go.

Xu Zhanyan stood up, and the battle scars on his face looked even more elegant.

He clenched his fist and said to Zhang Zengqiang, "I don't need her to pay the money for me. I don't know her."

"Pretending to be a hero?" Zhang Zengqiang shrugged. "I'll listen to whoever has the money. If this is a lie, you'll both be crippled today."

Xin Jingli was too lazy to listen to his nonsense. He walked past a group of fat people, picked up the bag on the ground, and took a look at it.

It turned out to be Dongcheng University, the best university in the country. She made the right bet.

She dusted it off, handed it to Xu Zhanyan, and asked with a smile, "You don't owe this money, do you? Tell me, what exactly happened?"

In this situation, the onlookers all regarded Xu Zhanyan as a gambler. The remarks were not good for them. Moreover, if they returned the money directly, it would confirm Xu Zhanyan's reputation as a gambler, which might affect his schooling.

It was rare to have someone who understood him. Xu Zhanyan felt a surge of warmth in his heart. He told Xin Jingli the whole story. The people around him heard and condemned him:

"It's really terrible to have a father who harms others. The whole family is in trouble, the children are unlucky, and the mother can't have peace either."

"They say you should be careful when getting married now. If you end up in debt and then die while your wife and children are still alive, that's a sin."

"These gambling companies are really something, and these debt collectors are so brutal. If they have the guts, they should go to hell and find their debtors. Why are they bullying other people's children here?"

"That's right, look at this big guy, he's like a pig, he pinned such a beautiful child to the ground, he's going to be in trouble for the rest of his life!"

"Such a man must have no wife or children, and no conscience."

"What conscience does a gambling company have? They just wanted to fight with the girl."

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Public opinion reversed, and Zhang Zengqiang was pointed at and cursed at. His face changed drastically, and he shouted at the crowd: "What are you making so much noise for! If you make any more noise, I'll beat you up too!"

The big flowered arms were waving, the fat on them was twisting, and the tattooed lion's mouth was wide open, as if it wanted to eat people. Everyone fell silent instantly.

"I can see that you, a little girl, have no money and are planning to use public opinion to get away with it, right? I'm telling you, if you two can't pay me today, I'll really take action!"

Zhang Zengqiang waved to the others, "First, cripple this kid's leg!"

As soon as he finished speaking, three or four fat men in the back pressed Xu Zhanyan against the wall.

Xin Jingli wanted to stop him, but Zhang Zengqiang blocked her way again, like a wall, and she couldn't get through at all.

"Go away! Don't worry about me!" Xu Zhanyan shouted at her.

This sound made the crowd agitated:

"Someone's been beaten!"

"Oh no! Someone's going to die!"

"These fat guys are unreasonable!"

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No one dared to come in, and was worried that the two skinny guys would be beaten to death, so they threw vegetables and eggs at the fat guys, and the scene was chaotic for a while.

Xin Jingli bared his teeth and raised his voice to ask, "Xu Zhanyan, how much do you still owe him?"

Xu Zhanyan: "Two million, nine hundred and sixty-three thousand."

He always remembered it.

Xin Jingli said to Zhang Zengqiang, "Okay, I'll give it to you. Do you have the POS machine with you?"

In the chaos, Zhang Zengqiang thought she was scared and wanted to find an excuse to let them go. He twisted his mouth, asked her to take it and took out the POS machine. He looked at it carefully and said, "Let's see what tricks you can play."

Xin Jingli took out the card and swiped it.

drop.

The dead end street was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

No one expected that this little girl really had three million.

And, she actually spent it on a stranger.

Oh shit!

Why can’t such a living Bodhisattva fall upon my head!

Three million! I just swiped it with my eyes closed!

Everyone gasped, covered their chests, and discussed where the things they had just thrown had landed. Fortunately, it didn't hit her, didn't hit this rich woman. Thank God, nothing happened to them.

Aunt Xue was even more bewildered. A social worker who rented a small studio apartment for 800 yuan, who had to walk for 20 minutes and take the subway for over an hour to commute, who worked overtime every day and was exploited by his boss, was actually a rich woman?!

What is this? Experiencing life?

She quickly thought about whether she had offended Xin Jingli. If he held a grudge against her, she would be in trouble!

Xu Zhanyan was also confused.

While feeling relieved that she wasn't hurt, I was also stunned and didn't know how to react.

He saw her that day...she was dressed the same as him, and she was about to faint on the street with no one to help her. She looked so pitiful.

He didn't expect that she was so rich. Three million, he had never seen so much money. Even though he and his mother worked together for more than a year, they could only pay back a small amount. Now, she paid it all off at once.

But...how could he return such a large sum of money to her?

Why did she help him? Just because of the bread? That shouldn't be the case, right?

Not necessarily. In the eyes of such rich people, a loaf of bread worth three million is not considered a lot of money.

But these three million saved his and his mother's lives and gave them a stable life.

From now on, they no longer have to live in fear. They don’t have to check every day when they get home to see if there is anyone squatting in the corridor and whether the red paint at the door has been torn!

What she gave him was not only three million, but also a stable life and a bright future. She was his and his mother's savior!

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