Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily

Lan Xiao really wanted to say that she believed it, but in order not to ruin her future plan, she could only bite the bullet and said.

"Auntie, as to whether it is fake or not, we have to discuss it later. Let's give them the money for selling this copper furnace. Okay?"

Lan Xiao's words caused Huang Mao to laugh suddenly.

"Little sister, you are still the most reasonable. This is originally a fake, yes, yes, first pay me back the money I bought the copper furnace, and we will carefully calculate the mental loss, reputation and so on."

Mother Wen didn't care about the money, but was angry, but some people said it was fake.

She glanced at Wen Muchu anxiously. Wen Muchu patted her shoulder. He took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket and threw it on Huang Mao's face.

Huang Mao was furious, but didn't dare to be arrogant to Wen Muchu. This young man's skill was so good that none of the three of them were his opponents at all, it was simply too scary.

He hesitantly kicked the two people's **** and instructed them to pick up the money.

A dark glow flashed through Lan Xiao's eyes, and then she pressed her lips to Huang Mao and smiled: "Brother, the money for this copper furnace has been settled with you. It has nothing to do with you, just to beware of accidents. , Please record the sound and make a guarantee."

Huang Mao glanced at Lan Xiao suspiciously, not understanding what the **** was this little girl doing.

"It's just a broken thing, still recording? Are you going to laugh at me?"

Lan Xiao was not in a hurry, and Reese said slowly.

"Brother, if you don’t record and don’t cooperate well, then I don’t care about your business. Later, if someone accidentally flies down from the window, it is probably not dead or disabled. We can explain to the public that you are one Patients with severe depression, if you carelessly make you suicide and jump off the building."

"As for the other two, they won't end well. Anyway, those who know the truth are just a few of us. Of course it is what we said. The truth is what the truth is."

Huang Mao shrank his neck, somehow, it was obvious that this little girl was only a teenager, but the tone of her words and the cold eyes made him panic.

The two little brothers behind them were so scared. They were afraid of being beaten by Wen Muchu and didn't want to get fists anymore. This little girl said it was terrifying, and they didn't want to die because of it. For the sake of a mere thousand yuan. It's worth it.

Therefore, they persuaded Huang Mao one after another to see if it was good.

Huang Mao is also a bully who is strong outside and inside. He secretly glanced at Wen Mu Chu.

Wen Muchu glanced at his leg with hostile eyes.

Huang Mao was trembling with shock, and quickly responded to Lan Xiao's request.

"I recorded, I recorded..."

"That's right, he who knows the current affairs is a handsome man." Lan Xiao curled her lips and smiled brightly.

Immediately, she pulled out the phone in her bag and turned on the recording function.

Huang Mao swallowed his saliva and recorded the sound obediently.

Lan Xiao put the phone away with satisfaction, smiled and put it back in her handbag.

Then, she picked up her backpack and turned to look at Huang Mao, "Since we have figured out the copper stove matter, then we can calculate the compensation for your mental damage and reputation, right?"

Huang Mao nodded repeatedly and gave Lan Xiao a thumbs up: "Little sister, you still go on the road..."

Mother Wen was too anxious, and Wen Cheng stared at Lan Xiao angrily.

She even whispered: "Isn't this woman the yellow hair's caretaker, is it special to misuse our family's money?"