This is a problem.
If there is less, there will be no sincerity.
many? There is no upper limit to this number.
Mrs. Wei thought for a while, "Turn over 20 million, do you have it? If not, here I am..."
"have!"
Wei Ning laughed, "Mom, what do you think of me? Can my son make money?"
…
The next day, New Year's Eve.
Song Yaoyao got up early in the morning, and then received the transfer information.
The huge amount made her instantly enlightened.
Who transferred the money to her? What has she been doing lately
Ding-
Big Brother Wei: [My dear, happy new year, have you received the money?]
Only then did Song Yaoyao realize that she was stunned: [Happy New Year, Brother Wei, you transferred the money?]
Brother Wei: [Yaoyao, thank you for saving my mother's life, please accept this money, so that I can feel at ease! I was too busy a while ago, so I almost forgot to thank you. If you have time, why don’t you have dinner at home next year?]
Brother Wei: [Your Auntie Wei said that she will cook for you herself.]
Song Yaoyao silently deleted the line in the input box, and replied: [OK.]
At first, Song Yaoyao's goal was indeed to make money, but later on she became acquainted with Mrs. Wei, like a kind elder. Song Yaoyao had long forgotten about making money.
Brother Wei: [Thank you, Yaoyao, actually, to me, money is not as important as my family. In the future, if you need anything, just ask, and I will definitely help.]
Song Yaoyao can understand Wei Ning's thoughts, in fact, if it was her, she would be the same. He lost everything and wanted to save the lives of his family members.
If it can make Wei Ning feel at ease, why not do it
Just as she was about to say it was okay, Song Yaoyao suddenly remembered that she really had something to bother Wei Ning.
Yaoyao: [Brother Wei, who has the copyright of Ruolan's book been sold to? Can you still contact the producer?]
Brother Wei: [Yes, although her books have been taken off the shelves, the copyrights are all signed on our website, and there is still some connection with them.]
Song Yaoyao relaxed her heart: [There is something I want to ask Brother Wei for help...]
A few minutes later, Song Yaoyao, who had solved a major matter, was in a great mood.
She dropped her cell phone and bounced downstairs.
When she got downstairs, she was in a daze.
There were many people standing or sitting in the hall, some old and some young.
The youngest was almost as old as she was. The girl had light blonde hair and fair skin, and looked at Song Yaoyao with hostility in her eyes.
Song Yaoyao blinked, and slowly showed her a sweet smile.
"you!"
Huo Tian stood up angrily, "What are you laughing at? I know you, you are the woman who insists on pestering my brother-in-law with shamelessness, right? You are so young, why are you so shameless!"
"Hey sweet—"
The middle-aged woman next to her didn't stop her, and Huo Tian was already sneering maliciously like beans poured out of a bamboo tube.
Song Yaoyao tilted her head, she was very obedient, "It's me."
Her innocent appearance made people feel embarrassed.
"This..." The middle-aged woman was embarrassed, looked at the little girl who had just woken up and was still wearing pajamas and slippers, and was surprised that she was so young, but she didn't show it on her face, and apologized softly: "I'm sorry, you Is it called Song Yaoyao? We Tiantian have been spoiled since we were young, and we have a bad mouth. In fact, we have no bad intentions. See if you can... "
"cannot."
The clear and low voice came from upstairs, and everyone's expressions changed obviously.