Qiao Weimin was wearing a coat and slippers, his suit and trousers were unremarkably folded, his belt had not yet been fastened, his face was shiny, his short hair was like a bird's nest, and his beard was unshaven. This image would startle anyone who knew him. .
Although Qiao Weimin is always at home, he has always regarded himself as a major shareholder. Every time he goes out, he must be a good person. When he was close to everyone, he could already smell the sour smell on his body.
It's just that others don't know how shocked Qiao Weimin was at this time.
He just answered a phone call, and someone told him that Jing Yunzhao spent 200,000 yuan on Lao Li's broken jar!
Two hundred thousand, how can this dead girl have so much money!
He knew in his heart that the Qiao family's savings also amounted to millions, but he had saved all of this money. Even his sons and daughters would not be able to embezzle the money, let alone Jing Yunzhao.
The only possibility is that she was kidnapped outside by herself.
Of course, he didn't care where the money came from. What he cared about was that so much money should have belonged to their Qiao family, but they were given to Lao Li? Why is this!
Qiao Weimin took this big step, and after a while, he rushed to the front, reaching out to grab the big blue and white jar in Jing Yunzhao's hand.
"This broken jar is worth 200,000!? I smashed it!"
It was only when his fingertips felt the coolness of the porcelain, Jing Yunzhao ducked to one side, and Qiao Weimin only felt that he had stumbled on something, and suddenly fell to the ground with a "bang".
The old Li was startled and hurriedly stepped forward to help him.
It's just that Qiao Weimin was originally interested in the money, so he stretched out his hand to grab the oil paper treasure in his arms.
Just as that hand touched something, he was overjoyed, but was pressed down by Jing Yunzhao again.
"Robbery is jail time."
Jing Yunzhao's face was expressionless, but he was holding on to Qiao Weimin's hand with a secret force, and Qiao Weimin howled when he squeezed it.
"Unlucky girl, do you want to crush me to death? Don't let go!" Qiao Weimin gritted his teeth in pain, and was even more shocked. He didn't know Jing Yunzhao had so much strength before, and he always felt that this bone would be crushed. Broken.
It's just that on the surface, Jing Yunzhao's hands are slender, long and white, and no one would believe that such a pair of hands would hurt the bones.
Jing Yunzhao was not as obedient as Qiao Weimin thought, and the side peak of his hand pressed hard against his wrist bone. When Qiao Weimin took it away, Jing Yunzhao slid the oil paper treasure back into Lao Li's arms. Pull the person backwards.
"Uncle, you have to be optimistic about this money. The transaction between the two of us has already been completed. Now this money is yours. If someone robs you of your money, you should call the police. Stay in prison for many years!" Jing Yunzhao threatened.
Qiao Weimin was so angry that he wanted to swallow Jing Yunzhao alive.
"Why is this money his! It's mine!" Qiao Weimin immediately shouted.
When Jing Yunzhao heard this, he laughed instead of getting angry: "Yours? Are you sure you're not joking with me?"
Which of the things she used and the money she spent in the past did not earn by herself? Even if you really owe them, you will still be able to make money by working for so many years in your previous life!
"Why not mine! I can see now, you are an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf, you let the big guy listen to me, how much did it cost me to feed you and drink for you to go to school all these years? You don't know how to repay Forget it, and still use the money at home to pay for outsiders!"