Xiao Heng sneered and said, "You don't even have fifty cents on you, do you?"
"Who do you look down on?"
No matter how poor a person is, he must have dignity, Lu Yan said, and took out the money in his pocket again.
Lu Yan is now straddling the motorcycle, about half an arm's distance away from Xiao Heng. He leans forward, holding two stacked banknotes between his fingertips, and stuffs the banknotes into Xiao Heng. In the collar of the shirt that was opened wide: "It's over, it's a huge sum."
From this angle, Lu Yanshun could see his collarbone at a glance. This eldest young master has a good figure, and the clothes hanger... If you look down, you can't see it clearly.
"What are you doing?" Xiao Heng took the "big money" out of his collar, with an expression that seemed to want to punch him again, "...Take it back."
What happened to fifty-five.
The hard-earned money of working people.
"Take it away."
Lu Yan didn't answer.
It is really rare for the young master to repeat a sentence three times: "Take, go."
Lu Yan still didn't answer.
Xiao Heng threw the cigarette away, took two steps forward, and pushed him down on the car without saying a word.
Lu Yan was pinned down without the slightest bit of defense.
"Don't move around," Xiao Heng wanted to find a place to attack, but Lu Yan was pressed down like this and there was nowhere to put money, so he finally stuffed it into the back pocket of his jeans, "Keep it for yourself, I don't need it."
"..."
The jeans were already tight, and Xiao Heng felt too strong stuffing them in. Lu Yan didn't feel anything when he stuffed money into the collar of someone just now, but now he knows that things should not be stuffed indiscriminately: "Fuck! Where are you going? plug!"
Xiao Heng didn't reply, he stuffed the money in, and then released him.
Lu Yan put his elbows on the front of the car, and when he got up, he made two marks. He felt a sense of frustration that he went up to play hooligans first, but the other party played harder.
Facts have proved that Xiao Heng is really not short of money.
When he opened his wallet, there were two rows of bank cards inside.
Xiao Heng randomly took out one from inside.
The men next to me had just been beaten, and they never thought that he was here to pay back the money, so they said in a daze, "You, you want to help her pay back? 1.2 million?"
Lu Yan also said, "Do you really want to pay her back?"
Lu Yan originally thought that he might at most help to break up with loan sharks, and this kind of interest rate is nothing but a hooligan in the end.
Moreover, he and Kang Ru are not related.
Not only is it not relative, but if Lu Yan's guess is correct, the child should be Kang Ru and his father's child born outside... Are you so kind to women whose father is outside these days
However, Lu Yan thought for a long time, and the young master said three words:
"I have a lot of money."
"..."
OK
Know you have money.
Too much money to spend.
The leader crawled up from the ground, went to the truck to collect samples and ran back. When he walked into Lu Yan, he realized that it was a mobile POS machine. The expression of joy on his face was beyond words. Thinking about it: "We support card swiping here, you can see how convenient it is for you, card swiping and cash are fine."
Pretty well prepared.
Xiao Heng swiped the card.
1.2 million, if you say it, you can do it.
Not even blinking.
Lu Yan found that he really didn't understand the world of rich people.
These people usually have to run around when doing business. In addition to the cash register, the truck even has official seals and loan contracts.
In less than ten minutes, Kang Ru's loan contract and debt repayment certificate were packaged in the file bag and handed over to Lu Yan: "What do you want me to do?"
"You take it back to her," Xiao Heng said, "you go along."
It's really a smooth ride, just next door to him.
Lu Yan opened it and checked it, and confirmed that there were no missing documents: "I can give it to her for you."
Although the process was a bit bumpy, this matter can be considered a satisfactory solution.
After Lu Yan put away the file bag, he pushed the motorcycle and Xiao Heng out of the garage.
When passing by the powerful green trash can, I don’t know whether it was Xiao Heng who laughed mockingly first, or Lu Yan himself couldn’t help it: "...don’t laugh, you think I want to push it? This is a shitty place There's only one fucking trash can!"
Xiao Heng said that he didn't want to hear him fart at all.
"..." Lu Yan rubbed his nose and changed the subject, "I didn't see you driving today, how are you going back later? Take a taxi?"
Xiao Heng said "hmm" and asked him, "Do you still have cigarettes?"
Lu Yan directly threw the whole box to him.
After Lu Yan finished throwing away, he didn't stay any longer, but when he drove 200 meters and encountered a red light, he stopped and looked at the people behind through the rearview mirror, and found that Xiao Heng was still where he was, and the man was sitting on the side of the road Smoking on the steps, with wounds on his body, he lowered his head after two puffs of cigarettes—it was a posture that was completely out of character and even a little fragile. The suit jacket that he took off during the fight just now was casually thrown at his feet.
It is already late at night.
Except for the area of Phoenix Terrace which was still brightly lit, there were basically no lights in other places near the garage, not even street lights, Xiao Heng was hidden in such darkness.
For no reason, Lu Yan felt that he looked like those homeless stray cats and dogs.
Of course, if it is Xiao Heng.
In any case, it should be a race-level variety with only tens of thousands of jumps.
The red light in front of him flashed twice.
…
Still, homeless.
Lu Yan looked back, thinking that this idea was ridiculous.
Kang Ru returned to the building at noon the next day.
Lu Yan specially set the alarm clock in order to squat her. When Kang Ru went upstairs, he was still having lunch, and his casual meal friend Viagra was sitting next to him, listening to him tell the heroic deeds of his violent beating of loan sharks last night.
"Five people on the opposite side," Lu Yan said while picking up an eggplant with chopsticks, "Five people are not a small thing to me, just flip up your sleeves and get on—"
Although Viagra was nervous about this exciting fighting atmosphere, he still had a sliver of reason. He also picked up a chopstick of stewed eggplant and said with emotion: "Yan, this is not like you."
Lu Yan didn't expect that someone would puncture any bragging: "Brother, what misunderstanding do you have about me?"
Viagra: "What Misunderstands You About Yourself?"
Viagra has lived in this building longer than Lu Yan. He has learned Lu Yan's character of talking but not fighting, and even if he does...
"When the demolition company came back for the first time, you couldn't even beat one of them."
Viagra said in a tone full of reminiscence: "I still remember the way you were hit by someone in two or three hits..."
"..."
Hearing this, Lu Yan reached out to take down the bowls and chopsticks held by Viagra, then pointed to the door: "You, go out."
Viagra: "Why, didn't you agree that I would borrow your car and you treat me to dinner?"
Lu Yan stood up with one foot on the ground, walked to the cabinet and rummaged for a while, and finally found a bucket of braised beef noodles: "Do you think this taste is okay?"
Viagra is unbelievable: "??? Are you human?"
The two had a fight for a while.
Wei Ge was standing at the door holding braised beef noodles, and Kang Ru just walked up.
She was still wearing her evening clothes, and under her eyelids were dark circles that couldn't be covered even with a thick layer of concealer.
"Here we come," Viagra rushed into the door and said, "He's back."
Lu Yan picked up the bowl and file bag that he hadn't returned in time last time, opened the door and went out, stood in front of Kang Ru and said, "Last time I asked you to borrow it, but I haven't returned it, and this, someone asked me to give it to you." .”
Kang Ru looked at him twice.
Before she opened the portfolio, she had no idea that there would be two contracts in it—
One was so familiar to her, it was the loan contract that had bound her for five whole years, and every night she had nightmares because the black and white letters on it turned into sharp knives and kept delaying her, and she signed the final payment.
But it's not that familiar.
Because when she signed the contract, she didn't even read the content of the contract carefully. The little sister from the same factory told her: "There will be no problems with this contract. My cousin will definitely give you the lowest interest rate. It’s lower than the bank, so don’t worry.”
So she held the pen and signed her name stroke by stroke.
Kang Ru turned out to be like all the girls who came to Xiamen to work. She came to the big city to look for job opportunities with a simple wish.
"You haven't paid?—You won't think of a way?"
"Girl... I have a job here, and the money is coming soon. Do you think about it?"
Countless hands pushed her into the abyss.
She felt like she was rotten bit by bit.
If you can keep your eyes closed for the rest of your life, let's hold on for a while, and die if you can't.
But the appearance of the child was an accident. She went to a small clinic to have an abortion, and she paid all the money. At the last moment, she pushed the doctor away from the hospital bed and ran out barefoot—she knew that she would regret this decision in the future, so she still refused. Turn on those cold equipment.
All the regrets could not be compared to the moment the child was born, she felt that the world was a little brighter.
Kang Ru flipped through the contract in a daze, and found that there was another contract at the bottom.
On that piece of paper was written:
The debt of 1.2 million yuan owed by Ms. Kang Ru of Party B has been paid off in full. Since this agreement takes effect, Ms. Kang Ru has no creditor-debt relationship with the company.
Lu Yan had never seen anyone cry like this.
Kang Ru bit the back of her hand tightly, bent her waist slowly, and the bag she was carrying slid off her shoulders, and then a suppressed voice escaped from between her clenched teeth, tears fell down, smashing on the ground.
[Lu Yan]: The things have already been given.
[Xiao Heng]: en
[Lu Yan]: Crying all the time, saying sorry repeatedly, asking where is the child, are you bringing the child here tomorrow
[Xiao Heng]: en
No matter what you send, the opposite is extremely perfunctory, and you don’t even bother to cut into the Chinese “en” in the input method.
Kang Ru was crying so hard, Lu Yan helped her back to the room, and typed a reply after she came out.
[Lu Yan]: Are you a repeater? Can I change the word
This time Xiao Heng replied more concisely.
[Xiao Heng]: o
…
After Lu Yan finished washing the dishes, Xiao Heng took the initiative to send a few messages to explain.
[Xiao Heng]: Soak milk powder, it is inconvenient to type.
The other is a voice.
Lu Yan clicked on it, and the word "kill" came out first. The young master paused before continuing, "Thank you."
Did you mean to kill Matt? ?
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