Han Yueyao looked at the WeChat message on the other side and was a little confused.
"Who are you… ?"
"...You don't remember me, I am your partner."
"Oh, it's you."
Only then did Han Yueyao remember that popular traffic boy, that boy seemed to be very popular now.
There are many, many fans of Wife, and she recently starred in a major drama of the Republic of China, playing the role of a rich man.
Because he was not an artist of Star King, Han Yueyao was not impressed by him.
"You have such a bad memory."
"Uh..." Han Yueyao felt a little awkward.
"what are you doing?"
"Eat." Han Yueyao replied honestly.
"Own?"
"no."
"Who?" The boy seemed curious.
"With our boss."
"Su Yu?"
"right."
After answering this sentence, there was no more sound from the other side.
Han Yueyao was no longer playing with her phone.
Just as I was about to put my phone away, I received a ding from WeChat and transferred 100,000 yuan.
No need to ask, it must be Su Yu.
"Okay, I'll transfer the money to you..."
"Why don't you give me cash, Mr. Su, don't you know how expensive it is to withdraw money via WeChat?" Han Yueyao cried jokingly.
Then, in a second, she received a wallet from Su Yu.
"I'm full. Don't forget to pay the bill later. Just fuck me."
After saying that, Su Yu walked away...
Han Yueyao opened the red envelope tremblingly and found that there was only fifty yuan inside.
"Su Yu, you are playing with me..." Han Yueyao was also drunk.
Fifty yuan is probably just enough to cover the handling fee for cash withdrawals. You have to pay the bills yourself, right
It seems that capitalists really know how to scheme.
After Han Yueyao paid the bill, he went directly to the bank and took out the money he was going to pay back to Lin Hang.
Then of the remaining 50,000 yuan, she kept 20,000 yuan for herself.
The 30,000 yuan was directly transferred to my mother's bank card.
Just a few minutes after the money was transferred, I got a call from home.
Han Yueyao told her mother that it was good for her to work here because the dancing competition went well, so the company gave her a bonus.
Mother seemed happy.
Before hanging up the phone, Han Yueyao did not forget to tell her, "Mom, don't save money. You and Dad should eat something good...don't eat cabbage and potatoes. It's not nutritious. I can make money now, and I can give you a good life."
After chatting with my mother, I felt a lot warmer.
Later, Han Yueyao took a taxi to Lin Hang's repair shop with 50,000 in cash.
Before going, she sent Xiaoxiao a WeChat message and told her about it. She didn't want to hide too much from Xiaoxiao, and it was actually nothing.
Xiaoxiao was still at the company, so he stayed with her.
When Han Yueyao went there, only he and a car repair boy were eating in Lin Hang's repair shop.
The food was not good, just two boxes of rice, one box of fried shredded potatoes, and a can of Lao Gan Ma's chili sauce.
"Lin Hang, this money... will be returned to you."
Han Yueyao didn't waste any more words, took out the money from her bag and put it directly on Lin Hang's table.
"I said I don't want you to return it." His tone was very cold, and he just continued to eat with his head buried in it.
"My mother has taught me that no merit will be rewarded. We are friends, but we are not good enough to not pay back the fifty thousand yuan... You are not very rich, so you can accept it. Thank you for what you have done for me. everything."
"So, big star, you are about to become famous, so are you anxious to draw a line with me, a stinky car mechanic?"
Lin Hang put down his chopsticks, stood up slowly, and looked into Han Yueyao's eyes.
"If you think so, that's fine." Han Yueyao said calmly.
"Is money really that important to you? More important than conscience?" He continued to ask her.