President Ba is playing Cinderella again today

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Song Zhishui covered her nose with the back of her hand, and quickened her pace with Aunt Qin.

After Aunt Qin came back, she packed up some utensils she brought from the villa, and was going to wait for Lin Ming to drive over to pick them up.

There was a knock on the door, Aunt Qin thought that Lin Ming was coming, but she felt something was wrong when she got to the door.

It was impossible for Lin Ming to come over from the Song family in such a short time.

Now it was the rush hour for traveling in the afternoon, Lin Ming's time on the road, at least half an hour.

Xiao Yao came out of the bathroom and asked Aunt Qin: "Why don't you open the door?"

Facing the door, Aunt Qin asked, "Who is it?"

Song Zhishui cleared her throat, and said in a gentle voice, "Auntie, it's me. I thought of something and forgot to tell Xiao Yao."

Aunt Qin breathed a sigh of relief, she almost thought it was the villains hiding in the Qinghe community, at that moment when it was unusually quiet just now, the figures of three vagabonds and malicious gazes flashed in her mind.

Aunt Qin opened the door, Song Zhishui walked in, looked at Xiao Yao who was standing behind Aunt Qin, and said to Aunt Qin: "Auntie, I want to have a few words with Yaoyao alone."

"Actually, you can just call." Xiao Yao said, but she still walked to the window and waved to Song Zhishui, "Sister, come here."

Aunt Qin went into the bedroom and left the living room for the two of them.

The curtains were open, and the sun was shining outside, shining on Xiao Yao's hair, which was fluffy, and her ears were transparent pink.

Song Zhishui walked closer, and the distance between the two was no more than a palm.

Song Zhishui took out a check from her bag, took Xiao Yao's hand, put it behind Xiao Yao's palm, took her hand and wrapped the check tightly in her hand without leaking a single gap.

Xiao Yao didn't see the amount written on it, and asked Song Zhishui who looked down at her hand, "Are you going back on your word again? Sister, why are you so capricious."

Song Zhishui let go of her hand, and gently pressed her slender fingers on her delicate cheeks, "It's only 5000 yuan, just wait until you go to the bank to exchange it after school someday."

Isn't this still a repentance, and I still have to give her money.

Xiao Yao unfolded the wrinkled check, it was indeed five thousand, the stamp was the headquarters of the Song Group, and the remitter was signed by Song Zhishui, and it was just written on it.

Xiao Yao raised her face and asked Song Zhishui, "Instalment?"

Song Zhishui shook her head lightly with a smile, "No, this has nothing to do with the 500 million I promised you. The 5000 yuan is for Auntie. Auntie works very hard every day, so you should take it as a way to lighten her burden. Take this money."

After sending Song Zhishui away again, Aunt Qin said to Xiao Yao who was standing by the window: "Miss, the butler said he will be here soon."

Xiao Yao looked out the window, and there were two nearby residents passing by, it seems that this is not completely an empty community.

Otherwise, it would have been dismantled long ago.

Xiao Yao crossed her arms and thought for a while, then said to Aunt Qin: "We won't leave for the time being, we will stay here for a while."

Song Zhishui already knew that she lived here, and before leaving, she said that she would come to see her for two days.

She didn't have much contact with Song Zhishui, but she already had the impression that she would do what she said, and Song Zhishui said she would come, so it must come rain or shine.

It would be good if she was informed in advance, I'm afraid Song Zhishui would come to the door directly.

Aunt Qin said, "Then, I'll tell the butler not to come pick up Miss."

"No, let him come, I have other things for him to do."

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People who live nearby comment on Qinghe Community as "that community is a rotten street, worse than a rotten building".

Unattended, gangsters and vagabonds làng Hanzhatui.

The only reason why the remaining residents did not leave was because the house in Qinghe District could not be sold and they had no assets to buy a new house.

The door of No. 101 in Building [-] was kicked open from the outside, and the three gangsters who were sitting on the ground sharing the stolen money lost the coins in their hands in fright.

Xiao Yao reached out her hand and waved the dust in front of her face, and said to Lin Ming with disgust, "Brother Ming, can you be gentle next time."

Lin Ming bowed and said yes, "Listen to Miss, and be careful next time."

The three gangsters put their crossed legs back and stood up, only a man and a little girl came in, and the panic dissipated immediately.

The strongest one pointed at Lin Ming, and shouted in a rough voice: "Where is that bastard who kicked your grandpa's door, he's tired of doing it, right? If you want to eat grandpa's fist, just say it."

Lin Ming, who was wearing a black tuxedo, looked tall and thin, and looked easy to deal with.

The other two gangsters followed suit, "It just so happens that the money is not enough. Is this kid here to give us money? We must let him get out without a dime left. This little girl is not bad, just hehe... ..."

Lin Ming put the hat on Xiao Yao's coat, pushed Xiao Yao to the door, and said to Xiao Yao: "Miss will play outside first, don't come in if you hear any noise, it won't be too long."

Standing outside, Xiao Yao heard bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang inside.

Xiao Yao went in, looked at the three people lying on the ground who had been beaten into pig's heads, took out a piece of paper and a pen and threw them on them, "Besides you, how many bastards, vagabonds and dirty hands and feet are there?" Write down the people who live in which building and room they live in."