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Ji Baicen didn't seem to hear clearly, he frowned and moved closer, asking him, "What did you say?"

Jiang Xiannian let go of Ji Baicen, pulled his clothes and stood aside, and repeated himself.

He was sure that Ji Baicen heard it this time, because the surrounding air suddenly became very quiet.

The cold and stern silence was especially clear against the sound of the whistle in the distance.

Jiang Xiannian raised his eyes, looking at Bo Cen's expression as if he had been struck by lightning last season.

For a long time, Ji Bocen stared into his eyes, with almost stubborn seriousness in his black eyes: "I'll ask again, you mean, as long as you give me money, you will be with me?"

"include……"

Ji Baizen paused, and frowned tightly: "Including going to bed, making love?"

Jiang Xiannian nodded expressionlessly: "Yeah."

There was neither embarrassment nor shyness, and the tone was too natural, as if they were not talking about money and physical transactions, but the most normal human services.

Ji Baicen's hand holding the bouquet fell slumped.

After the death-like silence, Ji Baicen took two steps back, staring at Jiang Xiannian with red eyes, looking like an enraged beast whose head was stabbed, as if it would rush up to tear him apart in the next second.

Jiang Xiannianjia stared at his toes, he was not smart enough to understand Ji Baicen's reaction.

Just when Jiang Xiannian thought Ji Baicen was going to beat him, Ji Baicen suddenly smiled at him.

Cold and sarcastic.

Afterwards, Ji Bocen slammed the flowers into the roadside trash can, and left without looking back.

Hearing the roar of the supercar whizzing away, Jiang Xiannian lowered his eyes slightly.

Taking a deep breath, he took out the crumpled business card in his pocket, unfolded it, compared the contact information on it, and entered the numbers one by one into the communication interface.

Just as the number "8" was being pressed, the familiar engine sound sounded again.

Jiang Xiannian silently looked at Ji Baicen who had gone and returned.

Ji Baicen's eyes were not as scary as before, he sat in the car from a distance and looked at him, with a condescending tone: "Get in the car."

Seeing the car door rising obliquely upwards, Jiang Xiannian responded in a calm manner, nodded and sat in the co-pilot.

The car was parked on the side of the road, and the two were in the car.

Ji Baicen was visibly irritable. Ever since Jiang Xiannian got in the car, he had been chewing hard gum.Press one by one into the mouth, as hard as crushing gums.

Seeing Jiang Xiannian's face from the rearview mirror, Ji Baicen seemed to think of something, and suddenly said: "Where did you come back from?"

Jiang Xiannian hugged his schoolbag: "Hotel."

Ji Baicen swears and slams his fist on the steering wheel.

The ear-piercing whistle rang through the surroundings, startling the birds resting in the green forest.

Jiang Xiannian frowned slightly, hesitated for a while, and then turned to look at Ji Baicen: "Excuse me, do you have violent tendencies in bed?"

Ji Baicen laughed angrily, and when he saw Jiang Xiannian's serious and natural expression, the smile froze at the corner of his mouth again.

He didn't know that Jiang Xiannian had discussed this issue with several people.

I don't want to know either.

The pain and anger spreading from his heart were stuck in one place, which drove him crazy, and he simply vented all his anger on the perpetrator, looking at Jiang Xiannian frivolously, Ji Baicen pressed him on him: "Why, what if I have violent tendencies? , would you consider canceling the deal or raising the price?"

The two were very close, and Jiang Xiannian put his hands on the seat to support the weight of himself and Ji Baicen.

Meeting his gaze without avoiding it, Jiang Xiannian slowly shook his head.

Whether it's Ji Bocen's lover, part-time job in a hotel, or playing with him, it means the same thing to him: it's all a way of making a living.

He would ask Ji Bocen if he had any violent tendencies in bed because he wanted to prepare in advance to avoid injury.

Looking at each other for a moment, Ji Baicen was the first to lose.

Not only did he fail to see the embarrassment on Jiang Xiannian's face, but because the other party's unwavering performance made him look even more embarrassing.

Feeling the phone on Jiang Xiannian, Ji Baicen let go of him.

Jiang Xiannian's phone doesn't have a lock screen, and one swipe up is the main menu.The taskbar is very clean, and the homepage is also very clean. Except for a few mobile games and WeChat, there is no extra social software, and there is nothing messy.

Ji Bocen was not interested in looking at his phone, so after a cursory glance, he switched to WeChat and lowered his head to add his number on his phone.

Unexpectedly, the note "Boss 3" on the contact interface and the phrase "You are amazing" just broke into sight.

The blood was mixed with boundless anger, and Ji Baicen completely lost control, throwing the mobile phone and a bank card back on Jiang Xiannian.

Jiang Xiannian raised his face puzzled.

Ji Baicen grabbed his chin in a good way, and said without emotion:

"500 million, is it enough to buy you for three years?"

The hand holding him was too strong, and Jiang Xiannian struggled to respond.

Ji Baicen pushed him out of the car with red eyes:

"I don't like spending money to be unprofessional. Remember, take my money and don't try to earn other people's share."

Everything happened so fast, Jiang Xiannian wanted to say something, Ji Baicen had already shifted gears and ran ten meters.

He stood there holding the card, looking at the direction where the car disappeared and slightly parted his lips: "Thank you."

After Ji Baicen left, Jiang Xiannian found a bank office near the school and used the money Ji Baicen gave to transfer 50 yuan to another account.He had transferred money to that bank card countless times, and he had inadvertently memorized the card number by heart.

Two minutes later, unread text messages popped up one after another:

【Xiannian, is it you who transferred the money? 】

[Great, there is still 150 million short, can you think of another way]

[Jiang Xiannian: I have enough money, I will go back in the evening]

【Okay, okay, uncle will pick you up】

After printing out several house transfer agreements, Jiang Xiannian returned to Yangcheng.

It was evening when I arrived at the station, and the pace of the small city was slow and comfortable. Even in the rush hour, there was no long queue on the road.

When Jiang Xiannian got out of the car, a man and a woman rushed over to greet him. The middle-aged man was wearing a blue down jacket, and he could vaguely see some similarities with him in his eyes, but he felt quite different, a little hunchbacked.

It's Jiang Xiannian's uncle, Jiang Wanshan.

After his parents passed away, Jiang Wanshan and his wife Li Hongmei voluntarily applied to become Jiang Xiannian's guardians.

The real intention was to receive his parents' house and money.

Jiang Wanshan has obvious stubble and heavy dark circles under his eyes. He looks devastated, and immediately gets to the point when they meet: "Xiannian, where is the money?"

Jiang Xiannian did not speak.

The woman next to Jiang Wanshan pushed his shoulder and gave Jiang Wanshan a wink: "Look at you, Xiannian just came back, why don't you let him rest?"

Jiang Wanshan was taken aback, rubbed his hands together and breathed out steam, with a smile on his face: "Look at my temper, I'm so confused. Let's go, your aunt and I don't know what you like to eat. Go straight to the restaurant."

Jiang Wanshan's focus was the same as before, and he didn't care at all where a student Jiang Xiannian got so much money and whether the process was difficult.

It's like he never thought about how a junior high school student can earn enough living expenses without eating or drinking part-time jobs, and help him bear most of the debts.

Jiang Xiannian took out the house transfer agreement and a pen from his schoolbag, and pointed to the bottom: "Give me the real estate certificate, sign here, and I will transfer the rest of the money to you."

The only thing he wants in this world is that old house.

Jiang Wanshan glanced at the paper, his expression was ugly: "Xiannian, I'm your uncle, do you really want to make it so ugly?"

Jiang Xiannian repeated: "Sign."

Jiang Wanshan's forehead was throbbing with veins, and his face was a stuffy red.

Li Yimei came out to smooth things over: "What are you doing, after all, the main road is not a place to talk, and besides, the real estate certificate has not been brought out, so Xiannian will go home with us first."

Jiang Xiannian opened the car door and got in, Jiang Wanshan snorted.

The car stopped in a residential area five kilometers away. When they got to the door, Li Yimei opened the door with the key. Jiang Wanshan lit a cigarette for himself with his hands on the fire. He bit the cigarette and Jiadi stood by the door, half-opening one eye and bluffing: " I don't think you should bother."

"Wife, why don't you just sell the house as you said. I have kept it for so many years, and now that the house price has risen so high, the money will be enough to pay back the house once the house is sold."

Jiang Wanshan looked at Jiang Xiannian's face while talking, but the expression he imagined did not appear.

Maybe it's because he lost his parents at a young age, and he knew that he was not protected. This nephew has never been very lively, and he didn't cry or make trouble even after knowing their real purpose.

But the previous few times when he used the sale of the house to blackmail him for money, it made Jiang Xiannian's face fluctuate somewhat.

Now there is nothing.

Jiang Xiannian's tone was very light: "The market price of that house is only 120 million. If you are eager to sell it, you will lose at least 100. If you get it, you will lose at most 50 million. There is still a shortfall of [-]. There is not enough time."

In the rising smoke rings, Jiang Wanshan couldn't help frowning.

In fact, it was lower than this. He had already asked an intermediary to look at it, and it was only more than 90 yuan, not including the transfer fee.

"How do I know if you have 200 million or not? What if you run away with the real estate certificate?"

Jiang Xiannian definitely looked at him: "Give those people my identity information."

"If the money is not paid, those people will not let you go, and they will not let me go either."

Not knowing if he was guilty, Jiang Wanshan stopped talking.

Li Yimei, who entered the house first, handed over the document containing the real estate certificate to Jiang Xiannian, and then pulled Jiang Wanshan aside and whispered something.

Jiang Wanshan took the pen in Jiang Xiannian's hand in the first two steps, and scribbled his name: "Okay, can it be now?"

Jiang Xiannian looked around the room and shook his head: "You guys move out."

Jiang Wanshan suddenly became angry, grabbed Jiang Xiannian by the collar and opened his mouth to curse: "Don't push your nose on your face."

He wants Jiang Xiannian's money now, and he is afraid of the evil pen that gave Jiang Xiannian's money, otherwise, how could this dirty little rabbit have the confidence to challenge him!

Li Yimei hugged his arm and leaned into his ear: "Those people can't be offended, let's coax Jiang Xiannian to take out the money to pay off the debt, the house will still be ours sooner or later."

Thinking of the pros and cons, Jiang Wanshan rolled his eyes, took another deep breath of the cigarette, threw the cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it with his shoes: "Move it."

Carrying big bags and small bags, Jiang Wanshan went downstairs cursing so loudly that everyone in the building could hear: "I really don't know how he got the money?"

"Isn't he just a rabbit who walks through the back door, what are you talking about? I haven't hooked up with people since junior high school. Thinking about having such a nephew, I don't know where to put my face..."

Li Yimei patted him on the back with one hand: "It's alright, alright, calm down."

"There are ways to deal with him."

"Do you have a solution?"

Jiang Wanshan was overjoyed, and turned his face to her. Before he could speak, his hands were cut behind his back and he was pushed onto the car parked downstairs.

Jiang Wanshan cursed as soon as he opened his mouth, and received a solid punch in the stomach. The pain made him convulse, and he gasped for air while clutching his stomach.

Two days later, Jiang Wanshan and Li Yimei received the money transferred from Jiang Xiannian and were released from the loan shark.

The two had a heated discussion, and blamed Jiang Xiannian for being too slow in paying money, so they went to him angrily.At first, I thought that the monk would not be able to run away from the temple, but when I got to the door, I found that the door lock had been replaced with a good lock cylinder with the highest anti-theft level.

Unhappy, Jiang Wanshan kicked the door, triggering the alarm device that was installed at an unknown time.To put it bluntly, they were still pushed out of the gate by the rushed property, and they were not allowed to enter the community again.

Across the electric fence of the community, Jiang Wanshan called Jiang Xiannian bitterly, after a long mechanical tone, someone finally answered the phone.

However, as soon as he uttered a syllable, the phone was hung up neatly.

At the same time, Jiang Xiannian sent him a text message.

[No need to contact, I will have nothing to do with you in the future]