Chapter 118 The House is on Fire and I Take Photos
Xiaomei said this, feeling a little embarrassed, and even so nervous that she was unconsciously picking at her nails.
Xiaomei said, "But I haven't saved up 100,000 yuan yet. Could you please give me your card number? I'll pay you back in installments."
Shen Wangshu said: "I am not short of money."
If an ordinary person said this, he would definitely be ridiculed.
But the person in front of her was her grandmother and her savior.
Xiaomei clenched her palms: "It's your business if you don't need money. It's only natural to pay back debts. I still have to pay you back."
The corners of Shen Wangshu's lips curled up: "Then if you help me run an errand tonight and deliver something, I will give you the card number."
Xiaomei didn't even ask what the gift was, and agreed: "Okay."
Shen Wangshu laughed: “Aren’t you afraid that I will ask you to transport illegal materials?”
Xiaomei shook her head: "You won't."
She glanced at Gu Qingyan and whispered, "What's more, the person next to you is a national celebrity. Even if you want to break the law, he won't agree."
Gu Qingyan chuckled.
Shen Wangshu handed the two sachets to Xiaomei and gave her an address: "Keep one for yourself, and give the remaining one to a man in pajamas before one o'clock tonight."
Xiaomei took it and nodded: "Okay."
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Jiang Quanyou is a real estate tycoon.
He has always been lucky and looks like Buddha.
He has a good attitude and usually has a smile on his face.
But recently, several clay pots were dug up at the construction site, and a worker smashed them.
Black liquid flowed out of the earthenware jar, and the stench was terrible.
That night, the worker died.
He fell down from the building while drunk.
It just happened to fall onto the high-voltage wires and broke into pieces.
The workers under his command died, and as the boss, Jiang Quanyou had to deal with the aftermath, and he was very cooperative in terms of compensation.
As a result, just after the compensation was paid, another worker died.
The dead person was the worker who used the excavator to dig out the can.
The workers went to work as usual that day, but the excavator stopped moving.
He fiddled with the excavator left and right but couldn't start it.
So he got off the excavator.
As he was looking down to check, the digging hook moved and hit him on the head.
Died on the spot.
Two workers died in succession.
Jiang Quanyou was so worried that the smile on his face disappeared.
He invited a master to the construction site.
The master was dancing, mumbling something incomprehensible, and waving the talisman paper in a very impressive manner.
Jiang Quanyou thought everything would be fine.
As a result, the master rolled his eyes and died suddenly.
have to.
Now that's better.
Another one was sent away.
Jiang Quanyou had no choice but to hear that a master named Xuan Yue was very popular recently.
He also made a special trip to the haunted house near the cemetery.
The commission was handed in and a deposit of 6.6 million was paid.
It doesn't matter whether it's money or not, he just doesn't want anyone to die on the construction site anymore.
But after waiting for a few days, Master Xuan Yue still did not come to deal with his matter.
He wondered if there was not enough money, so he sent someone to ask.
But I didn't get anything out of the question.
The staff even pointed to Xuan Yue's live broadcast room.
Play Xuan Yue's words to him over and over again.
——If there is a destiny, I will appear naturally. If there is no destiny, you will not be able to see me even if you spend all your money.
Jiang Quanyou sighed.
Back home.
I originally wanted to enjoy the warm moments between my wife and children.
But his wife cried and told him: "Jiang Jin was expelled from the school. She just said a few words to a powerless student, how could she be expelled?"
"You invested so much money in that school, giving them research and studies, and yet they can't even accommodate my daughter."
"I don't care. Either we get the money back, or we get them to take back the expulsion."
Jiang Quanyou looked at his wife crying and sighed again.
He was forced to make a phone call to the school.
The other side replied: "All of them. It's not that I don't want to help you. The reason given by the school for dropping out is not attending classes and failing the course."
"I asked about it, and the specific reason was your daughter. How could she be dating Teacher Gu's brother, who is only a few months away from turning 18?"
"You know Mr. Gu, his grandmother is Long Pingying. Half of the board members are her students. Now the school has announced a measure to stop accepting special students."
"I really can't help you with this."
When Jiang Quanyou heard these words, he sighed again.
I finally lay down on the bed, thinking I could get some rest.
But he was pressed by his wife.
He had no choice but to speak truthfully: "Why not send Jiang Jin abroad? Schools abroad are not so strict, and she can still get some gold medals when she comes back."
Then he was kicked out of the house along with his quilt.
When his wife closed the door, she pointed at him and said, "I can't swallow this. What's the point of going abroad? Your daughter has been bullied like this. How can you be a father?"
"You should ask the school to fire the teacher who made my daughter drop out. If you fail, don't let him enter this house anymore."
After the wife finished speaking, she slammed the door shut in front of Jiang Quanyou.
Jiang Quanyou sighed again.
He felt like he was going to let out all the anger in his life today.
And fire the teacher?
In his opinion, it would be great if the teacher didn't take over his company.
You are so soft-hearted! Do you know that he is the chief judge of the Chamber of Commerce?
well.
Jiang Quanyou straightened the quilt that had been thrown out.
Prepare to use the sky as your bed and sleep in the open air.
He sang, "When the house is on fire, I take pictures. When life is a mess, I sleep."
Just lie down.
Just closed my eyes.
The phone rang.
In the middle of the night, it's like a death warrant.
Jiang Quanyou accepted his fate and got up.
Pick up: "I am Jiang Quanyou."
The person on the phone was the person in charge of the construction site. He said in a panic, "Oh no, Mr. Jiang, someone has died at the construction site again."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Quan's eyes darkened.
He hung up the phone, looked at the closed door, and then looked down at his pajamas.
He sighed again.
Resigned to my fate, I put on my pajamas and drove out late at night.
As a result, his wife called him just after the car drove a short distance.
"Where are you going so late at night? Do you have some little devil outside? Do you not want us mother and son anymore?"
Jiang Quanyou: "No, I..."
Then he was interrupted.
"No, what do you mean by no? What do you mean by me? I know you wish I could kick you out every day so you can go out and find those mistresses."
Jiang Quanyou sighed again.
He couldn't count how many times he sighed today.
Life is hard and life is miserable.
He said to his wife, "Someone died at the construction site. I'll tell you when I get back, okay?"
"People are dead, people are dead. People have died everywhere. If you don't come back now, don't come back in the future. We are getting divorced."
After the wife said this, a busy tone came from the phone.
Jiang Quan had a headache, but he didn't go back. Instead, he went to the construction site overnight.
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