Green tea with green plum

As soon as the car stopped in front of the police station, Zhang Yulan couldn't wait to open the car door and rush in.

Immediately behind her was Father Ji.

Ji Yaoyao casually carried her bag and walked in the back.

Before she entered the hall, she heard the wailing sound erupting inside: "You said you child, why are you so stupid, you can earn money if you run out of money, but you only have one life."

Ji Mingyu, who was held in Zhang Yulan's arms, was also sobbing, his whole body was dripping wet, like a drowned chicken, tears and snot from the frozen nose were falling down together, he was not as normal as a dog.

The police comrade next to him sighed: "Fortunately, a passer-by found it in time and sent it to our police station. Your family members sign it, and you can take him home and take a hot bath. Is there anything you can't think about when you are young?"

Ji Yaoyao found a seat and sat down, she remained indifferent the whole time, letting her parents to work.

Taking advantage of her father's time to sign, Ji Yaoyao raised her eyes and glanced at Ji Mingyu who was on the opposite side, her tone was cooler than the cold wind in the first month outside: "Which small ditch did you jump into? How did you not get hurt?"

Ji Mingyu lowered his head and said nothing, but Zhang Yulan gave her a wink first, telling her to keep quiet.

Ji Yaoyao was already on fire in her heart, and now she couldn't sit still, she stood up suddenly: "I'll go first."

After speaking, Ji Yaoyao walked outside.

"Yaoyao." Zhang Yulan stopped her, "Where are you going? Wait for your dad, let's go home together later."

"No, I can take a taxi myself." Ji Yaoyao said without turning her head.

She finds it unlucky to ride in the same car with Ji Mingyu.

It was dinner time when I got home, and there was nothing in the kitchen, so Ji Yaoyao made a sandwich, closed the bedroom door and started playing games with headphones on.

Probably because there is nowhere to show her anger, Ji Yaoyao won five consecutive victories in the canyon today. At the end of the last round, she heard Zhang Yulan persuade Ji Mingyu outside: "Just tell your parents honestly, how much money do you still owe? , our whole family will work hard together, and sooner or later we will be able to afford it.”

"Mom..." Ji Mingyu cried, "I'm useless, I'm sorry."

"Silly boy, what's the use of talking about it now, let's solve the problem first." Zhang Yulan said, "Are you hungry? There is still chicken soup in the refrigerator. Mom will bring it out and warm it up for you."

After finishing speaking, Zheng Yulan got up and went into the kitchen. After a while, she knocked on Ji Yaoyao's door: "Yaoyao, come out for dinner."

Ji Yaoyao opened the door, and smelled the aroma of chicken soup in the restaurant, and a plate of freshly fried green vegetables.

Ji Mingyu was taking a hot shower in the bathroom, but he couldn't see his face, so Ji Yaoyao calmed down a bit, and sat down at the table to drink soup.

Zhang Yulan added vegetables to her bowl and said: "Yaoyao, don't worry, what happened to your brother is his own fault, this time I can't ask you to help, and you don't care about his affairs, wait until you go back to Beijing. What should I do."

To put it lightly, Ji Yaoyao put down her chopsticks: "I have no intention of helping, what about you?"

Zhang Yulan was taken aback by her question, and then said embarrassingly: "Mingyu is our own son who was raised by us alone, we can't just watch him jump into the fire..."

"So you dance together, right?" Ji Yaoyao couldn't hold back her anger, and said bluntly, "Mom, don't you understand? People like him are not worth saving. You and Dad are still young and can earn money to help Come on, when you are all old in a few years, how can you help then?"

Zhang Yulan didn't make a sound, but her eyes fell behind Ji Yaoyao.

Ji Yaoyao turned her head following her gaze, only to realize that Ji Mingyu had come out at some time.

He stood where he was, as if hesitating whether he should come or not.

After a long silence, Ji Mingyu sat down at the table, lowered his head and said: "Mom, Yaoyao is right, you and Dad don't care about me, just let me fend for myself."

"What are you talking about?" Zhang Yulan was interrupted by the doorbell in the middle of her sentence.

The debt collector's voice came from the microphone: "Boss Ji, I heard that your son has been found, and we brothers use money to do things. Please save face and let us talk."

Ji's father was not at home at the moment, Zhang Yulan hesitated for a long time, but still did not dare to speak, Ji Mingyu also drooped his head and pretended to be dead.

In the end Ji Yaoyao sneered and said, "What are you afraid of? When you mortgage the factory, you should think about today."

With that said, she opened the door downstairs.

Half a minute later, the debt collector knocked on the door and entered the house.

This time, there were not many people here, only two of them.

After all, the Ji family is still a well-known businessman in the local area, and the other party sat on the sofa politely: "Mr. Huan, now that your family members know about it anyway, you should be able to pay for it."

Ji Mingyu faltered, unable to speak.

Zhang Yulan could only apologize and said with a smile: "Can you take it easy, when his father's business is negotiated, we can pay back the money right away."

"Mom?" Hearing this sentence, Ji Yaoyao's eyes widened.

The debt collector was equally dissatisfied with this answer: "We've waited long enough, we can't wait any longer."

Even though Zhang Yulan's mouth was worn out, the other party was not moved. In the end, she had to call Lao Ji, who was doing business outside, and asked him to discuss with the debtor.

According to what they said, if the money is not paid, they really have to use the mortgaged factory to pay off the debt.

Ji Yaoyao was heartbroken, but in the end she still pursed her lips and said nothing, letting them discuss.

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Not long after the Spring Festival, it was rare for City G to have a light snowfall, fluttering over the city.

The woman didn't seem to be afraid of the cold wind at all, and walked out of the hotel lobby in a black suit.

Maybe it's because she is too white, and her face is fiercer than Hanxue, attracting countless eyes along the way.

"Mr. Gu, Mr. Zhao from the branch has already sent over the information you want, do you want to read it now?" Li Wei followed Gu Yun's side and asked.

"No need." Gu Yun sat in the back of the car, "We'll talk about it later."

Li Wei agreed, but was a little puzzled.

It stands to reason that a branch in a third-tier city like this would be enough to send a random manager. Why did Mr. Gu take the trouble to come to inspect it in person on the seventh day of the Lunar New Year?

It's just that this is not something she should care about. Li Wei suppressed her confusion and set off for the branch office.

The author has something to say: Gu Yun: Leave the boss alone.