I can see luck! People who get married in a vegetative state make crazy money

The old lady's mouth opened suddenly, as if she didn't understand how this man could be so bold.

Others' eyes flickered.

Someone was poked into the most secret part of their heart, and they immediately jumped up to defend themselves.

Others remained silent, staring at the man with gloomy eyes.

The old lady opened and closed her mouth several times.

What do you want to scold?

But no matter what you curse.

She swallowed it all back.

The man no longer wanted to waste his time on her.

He simply said to everyone, "My name is Wang Jianren."

"I came here this time for nothing else."

"Just to get money."

"I know you, but maybe you don't know me, or you pretend not to know me."

"Aren't we all in that ward back then?"

"Take good care of your patients."

"Later, we have to ask for compensation together."

He pointed at the old lady and said, "Your name is Lin Chunhua, and your daughter is Li Zhaodi."

Who knows why in this day and age there is still a name like Zhao Di? A flash of contempt flashed in the man's eyes, "Didn't you kill your daughter just to raise money for your son to buy a house?"

"Because your daughter refused to listen to you and married an old bachelor, you can't get the betrothal money."

"That's why you sent your daughter to that ward, isn't it?"

The old lady turned pale.

Don't wait for Lin Chunhua to say anything.

He wanted to see the woman with the manicure again, "Your name is Annie."

"Your husband is just a normal office worker."

"Aren't you divorcing your husband?"

"You sent your husband to the ward because you couldn't get a divorce and you couldn't get any marital property, didn't you?"

"And, you, you... and you!"

One by one, he revealed the names of the people present.

"Since we are all family here."

"Just stop pretending, it's a waste of time."

"Aren't we gathered here for a common reason?"

“There’s not enough money.”

"That's why I came here for the second time."

"Getting the money is our common goal. I don't care whether Ming Nuan can really see or not. Anyway, I don't believe what she said."

"You believe in such ghostly things?"

He laughed ferociously.

He tugged hard on his tie.

Make your breathing smoother.

"Then tell me." Lin Chunhua spoke slowly, stared at him and asked, "How are we going to get the money?"

"That damn little bitch."

“And put us on the Internet.”

She has heard about it.

The Internet is so powerful now.

Wang Jianren laughed, "Since she doesn't want to settle it privately."

"Anyway, we barefoot people are not afraid of those who wear shoes."

"There's no point in going to her house to make trouble."

"Then go to her company and make trouble."

"Didn't she also raise a group of celebrities?"

"I don't believe these celebrities are shameless."

He narrowed his eyes.

The hands hanging by his side were twitching slightly, caused by excessive excitement and tension.

A habit he picked up from being at the gambling table for a long time.

That's right.

Wang Jianren is a man who does everything from eating, drinking, prostitution and gambling.

Someone killed someone and took some money.

He's great.

He killed three.

He used his own parents and sister for drug experiments, and even when he blackmailed the hospital, he demanded three times the amount of money.

"Anyway, if she doesn't give me the money."

"As long as I make her life miserable, Mr. Lin will give us money."

He just wants money now.

When I think of the money I got from sacrificing my parents and sisters.

After losing all the bets again.

He felt very uncomfortable.

He must get his capital back again.

Win them all back!

"Let's rest well and get ready and go out." The man couldn't wait any longer. He and Lin Qiu were similar to each other to some extent.

The situation is the same.

What we lack most is time.

"I heard that bitch went to the Mo Group today. Let's go downstairs to block her. We must make a big fuss!"

And this moment.

Ming Nuan, who was still at the Mo Group, was fiddling with the only small cactus in Mo Shiyan's room.

Mo Shiyan went to a meeting.

Ming Nuan sat in his seat somewhat bored.

Use a stool to spin in circles.

But his arm quickly brushed against something while turning in circles.

A stack of papers fell to the floor.

Ming Nuan immediately bent down to pick it up.

But when my finger touched the file.

His eyes suddenly widened.

"What is this!" She slammed the stack of documents on the table.

I saw that the document was clearly written in black and white with a line of titles.

[A plan on how to cultivate Mo Shiyan and Ming Nuan's CP fans]