Qingqiu [Transmigration Book]

Mu Qingqiu, who was arguing with the system about the rights and wrongs of "Guide to Love" while eating, raised his head when he heard the sound, and the spoon of the rice-digger froze in the air in an instant.

Why did you meet the hero again?

Strange as it may be, Mu Qingqiu still greeted politely: "Hello senior." Then he continued to talk to the system.

However, Meng Zijun sat down directly.

"I heard from the doctor that your hand is already healed?"

"Well. It's all right."

"Why did you pay all the fees for the last follow-up visit?" Although he guessed that it might be because after being reborn, Mu Qingqiu still felt unfamiliar with him, but he still wanted to ask.Obviously, if it was paid in advance before, it was paid in advance.

"Isn't it natural to pay for medical treatment?" Mu Qingqiu asked rhetorically.

"But I have already said hello to the hospital. You obviously don't need to pay. The doctor should have told you."

"Sir, your curry rice, please take it easy." The waiter brought the rice and interrupted the conversation.

However, Meng Zijun, who got the curry rice, did not intend to eat it, and still waited for his answer.

"I've already troubled the senior about air tickets before. I'm sorry to bother you about the hospital."

"Didn't you say you were friends before? There is nothing troublesome between friends. Why are you so clear?"

"Friends should settle their accounts clearly before, even if they are close." Mu Qingqiu has always followed the words of his previous mentor in terms of money - unless they are related by blood and close, other people, no matter who they are You have to settle the accounts clearly, even if you are a boyfriend, otherwise you will have troubles.

Meng Zijun, who scooped up a spoonful of curry rice, put down the spoon again angrily, and said, "I'll settle the score, right?"

Without waiting for Mu Qingqiu to answer, he continued: "Then let's figure it out. I don't care about the previous ones. I am also responsible for your hospital accommodation expenses last time, not counting. Vienna's hotel accommodation expenses, air ticket money, and taxi fare on the way , There are a few meals, and there is also the cost of my life assistant helping you. Converting the exchange rate, it should be... 4869 million yuan, when will you pay it?"

What the hell?

so many?

This is made up by the hero, right?

Fortunately, I have money.

Mu Qingqiu felt that the male lead was simply incomprehensible.

"Bank card number?"

"..." Meng Zijun glanced at him, took out his pocket, and took a picture of a bank card on the table.

"Senior, wait a minute." After speaking, Mu Qingqiu took a picture with his mobile phone, and then paid the bill and left the restaurant.

Meng Zijun didn't know how he would solve it.

There is no bank card under Mu Qingqiu's name that is a VIP, so it is impossible to transfer so much at once.The elementary school boy will definitely come back later and tell him to pay off in batches. At that time, I can tell him that I don't need to divide it so clearly with myself.

I only wanted to come after taking a number at a nearby bank. It seems that the daily limit of the bank is 500 million.

Mu Qingqiu thought about it for a while, and decided to ask the manager if he could transfer more VIPs, since it's all a bank anyway.

Although I don't have my own card, the black card my father gave me is also from this bank.

If you take it out, it should attract attention, right?

The manager saw the black card and saw that the identity card was Mu Qingqiu. After confirming the business with his boss, he quickly completed the relevant procedures and printed a voucher for him.

Mu Qingqiu was a little happy when he came out with the voucher. Fortunately, the card given by his father before was not returned.Otherwise, it would have been difficult to do just now.

Being rich is still different.In my previous life, when I was running errands at the office just after graduating, the counter said that I would not be able to do it until it was time to eat, and it was obviously 10 minutes before the time.

Back at the restaurant, I saw that Meng Zijun had eaten half of his curry rice.

Mu Qingqiu was still a little strange, he seemed a little angry just now, but now he feels that the male lead is in a good mood?

Mu Qingqiu sat on the dining chair, pushed the voucher in front of Meng Zijun, and said obediently: "Senior, I have finished the transfer, here is the voucher."

Meng Zijun, who was chewing carrots, raised his head in surprise, and carefully glanced at the bank certificate—the amount was correct, and the card number was correct.

Swallowing the curry bibimbap with difficulty, Meng Zijun slowly put the spoon on the dinner plate.

The iron table spoon touched the porcelain plate, and there was a "pop" sound.The voice was not loud, but it well expressed Meng Zijun's dissatisfaction at this time.

Meng Zijun said coldly: "I see." He took away the voucher on the table, put it in the inner pocket of his suit, got up and went to the counter to pay, and then opened the door and left.

After watching this series of actions, Mu Qingqiu whispered "I'm sick" and left the restaurant.

When he reached the gate of the community, Mu Qingqiu remembered that he hadn't bought a pot yet, so he had to turn around and go back.

In the supermarket, I saw the "dudu grimace sandwich biscuit" that was popular in college and then disappeared, and the unhappiness in my heart was swept away.

Back at the apartment, I removed a new kettle, boiled water, made a cup of black tea, and tore off the biscuit packaging to continue watching Harry Potter.

Sugar makes people happy.

Mu Qingqiu hopes that tomorrow can be as comfortable as this afternoon.

The author has something to say: Note: Digging rice, originally wanted to hit wai (three tones), but found that there is no word "crooked" next to the handle in the input method/face covering.Let's just get on with it.

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early, a little short,,,

Will try to do more tomorrow.