Who doesn’t want to make money after being reborn?

"Brother Hui!"

In a taxi.

Wang Rongrong turned her head eagerly and looked at Director Sun who was thrown outside the tea room through the back glass: "Isn't it a bit too much for us to shame someone like this?"

"Anyway, the person who deceived me and plotted against you is Sun Zhe, and he has nothing to do with his father."

The little girl was conquered?

Luo Hui turned to look at Wang Rongrong without any surprise.

This kind of little girl who has just started to fall in love is easy to deceive. She was deceived and even helped to find the scapegoat.

just now.

And he was deceived by the middle-aged man's skillful human and sophistication.

He shook his head slowly: "Do you think you can teach a son like Sun Zhe, who is secretly proud of calculating people, what kind of good person will he be as his father?"

"what?"

"Oh shit, all Sun Zhe's methods were learned from his father, and he even instilled them on purpose."

"what do you mean?"

"Oh, I didn't teach him to sleep with you. Putting aside responsibility, the skill of finding the scapegoat was instilled in him since he was a child."

"Brother Hui, I was fooled by that liar... I'm sorry!"

"Didn't you lie to me?"

"Aren't you angry?"

"I can help you get the compensation you deserve, and I can also make money. What's there to be angry about?"

"I'll give you half!"

"Silly girl, I don't want a dime for your share. Director Sun will definitely help prepare the share that belongs to me."

"His family is rich. I heard that his father's monthly salary is three thousand, which is enough for my father's four or five months' salary."

"...I'll make an offer later."

"Well, it's up to you."

"..."

The tigress of the Wang family is well-known, but this time she did not go to the Sun family to make a fuss.

After repeated searches, Sun Zhe's mother was found alone. The lion opened his mouth and demanded compensation.

pity.

Every time, Sun Zhe and his son were manipulated by prevarication.

The tigress doesn't show off her power and plays the game according to the rules. She is no match for the Sun family at all.

Recently.

Wang Rongrong kept talking to Luo Hui every day and told her mother's story bit by bit.

After getting familiar with the Sun family's routines, Luo Hui came up with the idea of ​​using an excuse to interrupt the negotiation process planned by Sun Wenhong and take the initiative.

it's good now.

Please tell grandpa and grandma, the people who want to end the farce are the Sun family, not the Wang family.

In the subsequent negotiations, he can easily exploit the other party's weaknesses.

however.

When he arrived at the private room on the second floor of the Eagle Kebab Restaurant, he did not wait for Sun Wenhong and his son to come to negotiate. Instead, he met the person who should not be here first.

"Uncle Fei, do you like this barbecue too?"

The visitor is none other than someone else.

It was the coal boss who gave him a big red envelope in the villa, Fei Jiande's father.

"It's really you!"

"My old Fei's eyes have never strayed."

"I know your baby has a lot of potential."

Lao Fei looked around at the door and found that there was no one else in the box. He immediately grinned and walked in carrying a suitcase.

He sat down next to Luo Hui and said, "Uncle, I'm here to do a business with you."

While talking.

The suitcase in his hand hit the table with a thud. He pressed the suitcase with his hand and tapped it with his fingers, indicating that it was filled with money.

"Uncle Fei, you don't happen to like collecting, and you happen to like to specialize in collecting Confucius statues and the like, right?"

Although I already understood what was going on.

Luo Hui couldn't help but confirm again whether the coal boss Uncle Fei in front of him was the white glove of the Sun family and his son.

If it is... what to do?

"What a coincidence, isn't it?"

Lao Fei smiled like a Maitreya Buddha: "Since you last sent a statue of Confucius to my house, I have fallen in love with it. I also want to invite another one back, so I can make a pair."

Do you want a pair of Confucius statues?

Is it like two Confucius tying the knot?

trouble.

You have to be more dedicated when you are a white glove, at least find a high-sounding excuse to do it!

Luo Hui shook his head speechlessly and looked at Lao Fei's big smiling face: "Uncle Fei, the money you brought is a bit too much. My Confucius doesn't seem to be worth the money."

"Huh? Others only think they make less when doing business, why do you think you make too much?"

"Because I have a pure and honest character."

"Hahahaha, good boy, I said you were fat and you started breathing. Eight hundred and eighty thousand, this matter is over, okay?"

"Uncle Fei, you have found the wrong person. The victim is this beautiful lady, not me."

"Boy, please don't tell secrets. We are talking about the business of the statue of Saint Kong, and it has nothing to do with other people."

"The statue of Confucius, I only want 20,000, and I don't want any more."

"Don't push people too hard."

"Look at what you said, as if I don't like money."

"As long as you like money, the package belongs to you, and the statue of Saint Kong belongs to me."

"and many more!"

Luo Hui suddenly stopped the negotiations.

He didn't dare to take all Wang Rongrong's affairs on himself.

The money is easy to collect.

Things are difficult.

What should I do if the tigress of the Wang family is not satisfied with the income of 800,000 yuan?

Moreover, Sun Wenhong directly played the white glove card to tell herself: It's okay to ask for money, but if you want to continue to hold the handle to blackmail, there's no way!

The ball was kicked to his side.

How to choose?

take money?

Or continue to cause trouble?

He turned to look at Wang Rongrong: "There are 880,000 yuan in this suitcase, and it all belongs to you. Do you understand this?"

"Give them all to me?"

Wang Rongrong looked at the brown suitcase in disbelief, her chest heaving violently.

Although the box has never been opened from beginning to end.

She seemed to have smelled the smell of wealth.

"It is said that your mother asked for more than 300,000 yuan, but failed. Now she is offering 800,000 yuan, but she has made a new request. See if you can agree to it?"

"any request?"

"This money changed hands twice and turned into 880,000 yuan that I got from selling the statue of Confucius, and then gave it to you. It has nothing to do with the Sun family."

"You mean, you want me to draw a clear line between me and Sun Zhe?"

"clever!"

"Afraid I'll cause trouble in the future?"

"Yes!"

"Tch, Director Sun thinks too highly of his son. It's enough for me to be deceived once, but will I be deceived a second time?"

"Have you decided?"

"Well, I'll take five hundred thousand and give you the remaining three hundred thousand."

"I don't want it. I'll charge another 20,000 yuan for the Confucius statue."

"Keep it for me."

"What do you mean?"

"Just don't let my mother know."

"Aren't you afraid that I'll take the money and abscond?"

"Then you run."

"Okay, I promise you."

A little disappointed.

The Sun family and his son were not caught, but they only made a lot of money.

880,000 is actually not a big deal in coastal areas at this time.

However, if you put it in the northwest, where the per capita salary is 600 yuan, it is a huge sum of money.

An amount that the tigress of the Wang family could not even imagine.

After negotiating with Wang Rongrong, he turned to look at Lao Fei: "Uncle Fei, you can make the decision yourself, or you can call someone who asks you to do business. Tell him that the money is not enough."

"Isn't it just 20,000 yuan? I'll cover it with our old man Fei. You check the money first. After checking, you can go to my house to get it. I'll give you 100,000 yuan."

“So generous?”

"We don't need this little bit of money!"

"I really want to say this."