Yan Nian: "..."
Ding Baoyi's crow mouth means whatever she says.
Jiang Beiyuan called, and the cheerful ringtone echoed in every corner of the restaurant.
Ding Baoyi glanced at the caller ID.
There are three big characters "Jiangbeiyuan" on it.
Alas, it's no wonder that the progress of these two people is so slow, and Yan Nian's notes to Jiang Beiyuan are so alienated and alienated.
In fact, Yan Nian didn't want to answer the call, but in front of Ding Baoyi, she still felt shameless and bravely answered the call.
"Hello? Is something wrong?"
The voice was affectedly cold.
Jiang Beiyuan on the other end was silent for two seconds: "The trouble that needs to be made is enough. Starting tonight, I won't allow you to stay out at night again."
"That's funny, why do you care about me?"
"I'm your husband, I don't care about you, who cares about you?"
"I'm just a husband in name only. I will definitely pay you back the two hundred thousand you borrowed from me. We won't owe each other anything by then!"
"Before you pay back the money, I have needs for the past few days. You can take one day to satisfy me."
After saying that, he took the initiative to hang up the phone with Yan Nian.
Yan Nian was stunned for a while and immediately looked at Ding Baoyi.
"Sisters, lend me two hundred thousand!!"
Ding Baoyi shook her finger and said, "Twenty thousand is not enough! Twenty thousand is still about the same!"
"Ah, if you don't lend me money, then I'm finished. Jiangbeiyuan just threatened me!"
"What did you threaten?"
"he-"
Before Yan Nian could say anything, the phone rang again.
Thinking it was still from Jiang Beiyuan, he picked up the call without looking at the caller ID, "Is it over yet?"
On the other end of the phone: "Yan Xiaonian, I, He Huaiguang!"
"ah?"
Yan Nian looked at the number and saw that it was an unfamiliar number.
"I can't get through when I call you. Have you blacklisted me?"
"I didn't. Maybe your mobile phone is in arrears!"
"Let's not talk about this anymore, someone from the flower shop is here..." He Huaiguang's voice suddenly became very quiet.
Yan Nian scratched his ears, disapproving.
"You can take care of someone when they come. Ding Baoyi and I will have dinner in Ximending."
"Tsk, I can't take care of this person."
"Who?"
There are still people that the nouveau riche can't take care of
Yan Nian smiled and salivated.
The next second, He Huaiguang hesitantly said, "She said that she is Jiangbeiyuan's mother."
"puff!"
A good steak turned into watery steak and was inedible.
Yan Nian's face shrugged, and the smile at the corner of his mouth froze on his face. The smile was uglier than crying.
Ding Baoyi rubbed her forehead and looked over: "What's wrong with you? Who's calling?"
"He Huaiguang's... He said Jiang Beiyuan's mother came to the flower shop. I'll go over and take a look."
Yan Nian wiped his mouth and quickly got up and left without explaining too much to Ding Baoyi.
…
at the same time.
On the front foot, Jiang Beiyuan had just hung up the phone on Yan Nian, and on the back foot, Wang Shuang, director of thoracic surgery, came in.
Jiang Beiyuan's face looked a little unpleasant, and he didn't know who had offended him.
However, this kid always liked to keep a straight face, so Wang Shuang didn't pay much attention.
"How did you go with the 10,000-word paper I asked you to write?"
Jiang Beiyuan was thinking about Yan Nian and was furious. He turned the pen in his hand and said in a cold and cold voice, "I didn't write."
Wang Shuang was speechless, "Didn't I ask you to write well on the weekend?"
"Do not write."
An attitude of "I just don't write, what can you do to me".
Wang Shuang really couldn't do anything to him. The anger was all his own, and he was too lazy to be angry.
"Okay, okay, let's not write the thesis for now, then you should also go to the clinic, right? The dean even found me and said that you haven't been in the clinic for a year!"
Hearing this, Jiang Beiyuan grabbed his white coat and stood up quickly, "I'm going to check the ward."
(End of chapter)