Looking at Jiang Yiran's smug face, Jiang Yong'an hesitated for a moment, but still didn't tell Jiang Yiran that Huo Beixiao had bought the cement factory and become its owner.
If the little beggar that Ranran picked up really is from a very wealthy family, as Ranran said, then Ranran can also get a lot of money from this trip.
There was no need for him to provoke Ranran at this time.
He hesitated for a moment before replying, "Yes, something has happened to the Huo family."
After saying that, he took out a hand-sewn coin purse with a drawstring closure and poured out a large handful of loose change.
"Ranran, here's one hundred and thirty-six yuan, take it..."
Before Jiang Yong'an could finish speaking, Jiang Yiran's face darkened. "Is this all? Didn't you promise me five hundred yuan?"
"The three of us have so little money. Are you expecting us to beg in the north of the city?"
Jiang Yong'an looked embarrassed. "Ranran, this money is a month's wages for an ordinary worker. If you're careful with your spending when you go to Beicheng, it should be enough..."
Of the money, 130 was borrowed from his colleagues, and the other six yuan was earned from manual labor over the past two days.
He hasn't even paid back the money he borrowed from his colleagues to help Qin Haiyang last time, so no one is willing to lend him money this time.
He practically had to kneel down to borrow the 130 yuan.
Seeing the disgust on Jiang Yiran's face, he gritted his teeth and said, "Ranran, why don't you wait for me for two more days, and I'll think of another way."
Jiang Yiran waved her hand dismissively, "Forget it, whatever ideas you can come up with, I'll think of something myself!"
Seeing Jiang Yiran's frustrated expression, Jiang Yong'an lowered his head guiltily, "Ranran, I'm sorry, it's all because your third brother is useless..."
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