At this moment, Jiang Xianyong hated Song Yan very much, but he didn't dare to show it, but 400 million was too much for him. It was like cutting his heart with a knife.
"Mr. Song, how about 100 million?"
"One more time, Mr. Jiang, this time you have to think carefully before speaking." Song Yan said with a smile, but when his smile fell in Jiang Xianyong's eyes, there was a chilling feeling, and at the same time, his face was full of tangles color.
"Mr. Jiang has left green mountains without worrying about having no firewood to burn!" Yang Zaicai on the side persuaded.
"Nima, I'm not asking you to get 400 million in total. I feel bad, right?" Jiang Xianyong wanted to point his finger at Yang Zaicai and scold him. Although the stone gambling quarry has a monthly income of more than 100 million, he has raised a He helps people, and the profits are not exclusive to him. More than 60% of the profits are given to his backers.
Therefore, 400 million is already more than what he earns in a year.
Thinking of this, he almost felt regretful in his intestines. If he had known this, he shouldn't have been so greedy.
"Mr. Song, please state your account number and I will transfer the money to you immediately."
"Mr. Jiang is indeed generous and regards money as dirt!" Song Yan joked with a smile and reported his bank account number to Jiang Xianyong.
"Mr. Song, you really know how to joke." Jiang Xianyong smiled awkwardly, but he was cursing in his heart. Then, he took the laptop in Yang Zaicai's hand, logged into his bank account and transferred 400 million to Song Yan's account.
Originally, the laptop was brought for Song Yan to transfer money, but unexpectedly, it ended up being transferred by him instead.
As soon as Jiang Xianyong transferred the money, Song Yan received a text message from the bank on his phone. When he took it out, he found that the funds in his account had reached more than 580 million.
In an ordinary hotel room in Xiangcheng, even in broad daylight, the windows are tightly covered with curtains.
There were no lights on in the room, only a laptop was on. A blond white man was sitting in front of the computer, his hands typing rapidly on the keyboard.
After a while, the blond white man showed a cold smile, and a tall and handsome boy's full body appeared on the computer screen.
If Song Yan were here, he would definitely exclaim, how come this white man has his photo.
This white man's name is Lawrence. He is one of the gold medal killers in the dark world. After finding his head through the locator inside Hans's head, he determined through the wound that Hans died at the hands of Blood Rose.
But as far as he knew, the traitor Blood Rose was seriously injured during the defection. Therefore, he suspected that Blood Rose should have killed Hans with the help of someone.
Therefore, he invaded Xiangcheng's Skynet system, and through investigation, he located the area where Hans was killed. Then, through the investigation of the people coming and going in this area, he finally located Song Yan.
After closing Song Yan's photo, Hans tapped on the keyboard again, and then Song Yan's information appeared on the computer.
It was already past two o'clock in the afternoon when Song Yan returned to Xiangcheng from Fulin Village.
Although Han Sha had allowed him to arrange his time freely, he still decided to go to school for half a day.
Coincidentally, this class was Han Sha's class.
"Tell the teacher, can I come in?" Song Yan said with a smile.
Han Sha glared at Song Yan angrily. She had just promised this boy yesterday, but today he openly missed half a day of class. She wanted to scold him, but thinking of her agreement with him, she could only say depressedly: "Come in." Bar."
"Thank you, Teacher Han."
Song Yan smiled and walked into the classroom to his seat.
Because Li Lei was still in the hospital, the seat next to Song Yan was empty. He took out his English book from the drawer, but a pink envelope fell out.
Song Yan was stunned for a moment, then picked up the envelope and opened it, vaguely feeling that this should be a love letter.
Rows of beautiful handwriting come into view:
Yan, please allow me to call you this. Ever since I saw you playing the piano on the stage, I have been deeply attracted to you... After school, I will wait for you in the grove of the school. See you there.
It was indeed a love letter, but what puzzled him was that there was no signee.
He quickly scanned the girls in the classroom, but found nothing strange, and thought to himself: Could it be girls from other classes
At the same time, he began to wonder whether to go to the woods after school.
Finally he decided to go and have a look.
It was finally time for school to end. Song Yan tidied up a bit, walked out of the teaching building and headed straight for the woods.
As he approached the woods, he found a tall girl standing with her back to him.
"Ahem, did you invite me here?" Song Yan stepped forward and asked.
The girl turned around and looked at Song Yan in surprise, with a shy blush on her face: "It's me, I thought you wouldn't come."
Today's Xiao Rao obviously dressed up specially. Although her appearance is not as good as Xiang Feifei, Su Xiaoyou or even Song Xue, she can still be regarded as an office-level beauty. Besides, this girl is good at dressing up. Therefore, In addition to the youthfulness of a girl, she also had the charm of a mature woman. In addition, she still had a shy expression of wanting to welcome but refusing. For a moment, Song Yan felt that Xiao Rao was quite eye-catching.
However, Song Yan is not a big pervert who is not selective about food. Especially after being in contact with beauties such as Han Sha, Xiang Feifei, Zhao Xiaoyu, Su Meier for a long time, his resistance to ordinary beauties has greatly increased, so after he withdrew his eyes, he deliberately Pretending to be stupid, he said: "Xiao Rao, why did you ask me to meet here?"
Although Xiao Rao is usually very carefree and aggressive, he is extremely nervous at this moment: "I... I just want to."
Seeing this, Song Yan couldn't help but feel nervous. If this girl confessed her love to me, I wouldn't be able to refuse. So before she could finish her words, she said, "Xiao Rao, I probably understand what you mean." , However, the college entrance examination is almost here now, we should all focus on studying, and we can talk about this matter when we go to college later, okay?"
Hearing Song Yan's words, Xiao Rao couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. Fortunately, Song Yan did not completely reject her, which meant that she still had hope, so she lowered her head and said softly: "Well, I'll talk about it after you go to college. "
After walking out of school, Song Yan felt a little proud. After all, this was the first time a girl pursued him.
After coming out of the stone gambling den, he called Zhang Ziran and said he was going to the hospital to see them. So, he bought more than 100 yuan worth of fruit at the fruit store and took a taxi straight to Xiangcheng Second Hospital. .
Zhang Ziran and the four others have recovered very well from their injuries and should be discharged from the hospital tomorrow. After chatting with them for a while in the hospital, Song Yan said goodbye and left.
Twenty minutes later, when Song Yan pushed open the door of the dormitory, his expression suddenly changed because there was a rotten head on the coffee table in front of the sofa, and the head was placed in a black bag.
Although the head was rotten, his appearance could be vaguely discerned, and he was almost certain that the head belonged to Hans.
Who dug out Hans' head and put it here
At this moment, the figure flashed, and there was a blond, handsome white man on the sofa.
"Who are you?" Song Yan was surprised. With his sensing power, he didn't notice that there was another person hiding in the dormitory.
The author's digression: It's the last day of the public period. I'm so nervous. By the way, there are three updates today. (To be continued)