At this time, Xie Sifeng began to talk. Starting from Ye Jian's fifth and sixth grades, she didn't have any impression of herself any more. She said that she didn't have any impression of herself until she graduated from the third grade of junior high. Xie Sifeng wanted to get off the car and go to someone else's house to ask for a glass of water.
She spoke neatly this time without any concealment, and Li Qin's unhappy mood was a little more comfortable when Li Qin asked and answered whatever she asked.
Feeling refreshed, Li Qin directly drew a stack from his bag and threw it to Xie Sifeng behind.
Xie Sifeng, she remembered.
Xie Sifeng was so happy that she was fainted by a pile of money. Even if a pile of money was scattered in the back seat, she bent down, squeezed her body, and when she picked it up, she was so happy that the corners of her eyes would cramp.
Money, money, money, all money, all money she likes!
The dumped pile came out to a total of 10,000 yuan, and Li Qin, who was tens of thousands in his bag, was not relieved. From the central rearview mirror, he saw Xie Sifeng, who had worked hard to pick up money and was sluggish, and Li Qin was very satisfied.
She said that it is impossible to solve things without money.
"The last request, a photo, I need a photo of Ye Jian. If you have it, give it to me." Pulling open the package containing tens of thousands of dollars, Li Qin showed a large bundle of banknotes to Xie Sifeng.
Xie Sifeng, who hadn't finished picking up the money, had a green light in his eyes, staring fiercely at the bundles of money, all of hers, this woman said it was all hers, all...all hers.
"Photo, now, right away, go home, give me the money, it's yours." Putting the bag back on, Li Qin stopped showing Xie Sifeng.
Such a woman who only has money in her eyes, she naturally knows what to do.
Didn't she ask for money, huh, she has money, she has no shortage, just give it.
Xie Sifeng went home. With 10,500 yuan in her pocket, she ran towards the house frantically. She was originally from Fujun Town, and the person married was also a well-known gangster in Fujun Town. It usually takes fifteen minutes to walk home, but it only took five minutes to run back this time.
A lot of money, photos, as long as you find the photos, the money is hers.
Looking through the boxes and cabinets, in the graduation album, in the family photo, and in the group photo, Xie Sifeng finally found out in despair that she didn't even have a picture of Ye Jian, not a picture!
It's over, it's over, her money is over!
Xie Sifeng, who was holding a pile of things, thought of the hands flying away from her, and was so angry that she threw everything in her hands down.
No, no, she must get Ye Jian's photo, she must get it.
Who has Ye Jian's picture in his hand
Who played best with Ye Jian in junior high school
An Jiaxin!
The eyes lit up and then went out quickly, An Jiaxin now heard that he had settled in Xiangcheng, but was not in the town.
Who else
Who else
In a cold day, Xie Sifeng walked back and forth in his dilapidated house. This is a two-story red brick house built in ninety years. The outside is covered with thin white rectangular tiles, and the inside is painted with white lime powder. The light is only the front few. The rooms are good, but the room where Xie Sifeng puts the sundries is the darkest room in the family.
Standing in the dim light, Xie Sifeng was so anxious that his facial features were distorted, and it seemed that his whole body was filled with a cool and shady breath.
who? Who else will have a picture of Ye Jian.
Xie Sifeng racked his brains to think, finally, the one she thought of!
Their former head teacher, Teacher Ke who was later fired!