Zha Gong You Don’t Know Love [Quick Transmigration]

"Ding."

Yan Mingrui was playing a game when his cell phone rang.

While Shen Gu was reading, he heard the words and called out: "Ming Rui, your cell phone has rang several times, don't you want to check it?"

Yan Mingrui was eating chicken and reached the final round, when he heard the words, he shouted: "Don't make any noise, I'll watch it later!"

Shen Gu sighed helplessly, Yan Mingrui had been saying this for several hours, but every time he died, he would fire one, and he never saw Yan Mingrui come over to take a look.

He unconsciously glanced at Yan Mingrui's mobile phone screen in front of him, and found that the messages in front of him were all sent by one person, and Yan Mingrui's note was "Little Gold Master".

He was still worried and nagged again: "It's your sponsor who sent the news, why don't you keep ignoring him like this?"

The messages were very regular, one came every half an hour, as if it was considered good, no more than no less, but the messages were all voices, so Shen Gu didn't know what he was talking about.

"It's okay, just ignore him," Yan Mingrui said lying on the grass, and now there were only three people left, and he needed to concentrate on listening to the footsteps.

The safe zone began to refresh, and when Yan Mingrui was staring at the computer screen with full attention, his cell phone suddenly rang harshly, and he couldn't hear anything.

"Shit!" Yan Mingrui scolded, "A Gu, hang up the phone for us!"

Shen Gu Yiyan directly hung up Yan Mingrui's cell phone, but only a few seconds later, the cell phone rang harshly again.

"Hang up!"

Shen Gu hung up for him again.

Yan Mingrui took the opportunity to kill one person, and now there is only one person left, and he can eat chicken!

But the phone rang again immediately, with a harsh voice.

"Damn it!" Yan Mingrui suddenly couldn't hear anything clearly, and was beaten to death by someone who came from nowhere!

When the settlement interface on the computer came out, Yan Mingrui was so angry that he pushed the keyboard and stood up, then grabbed the phone and connected it.

"Who!?" The tone was very bad.

"Little bastard, is there anyone who talks to your father with your tone!" The tone of the person on the other side was worse than his: "It's against you! How dare you hang up my phone!"

Yan Mingrui narrowed his eyes slightly: "What are you going to do again?"

Shen Gu, who was reading at the side, let out a long sigh.

"Don't do anything, I have no money recently," the tone over there was so natural: "You son of a star, don't you want to respect your parents?"

"How do I remember, I just called you [-] last month." Yan Mingrui held the phone, but slammed his foot on the shelf next to him, showing the owner's reluctance.

Their combination has gradually declined, and the basic salary has been announced. It is not easy for him to take out the [-] yuan.

"This is not where you need to spend money to do business." The tone over there didn't care at all: "If you don't give money, your parents will go to drink the northwest wind."

"You're doing a p business." Yan Mingrui didn't take this kind of thing at all: "Don't talk to me about my mother!"

"Why can't you talk about it?" The tone on the other side was strong: "I have raised your mother for so many years. Your mother eats and drinks mine. Why can't you mention it?"

Yan Mingrui's hand holding the phone trembled slightly, but the man didn't notice it at all, and continued, "Xiao Mian, don't pretend to me, someone told me that you recently climbed up to a new gold master, why, didn't you get it through your fingers?" Leak a little for you? Anyway, you also leak a little for me from between your fingers!"

Is this what a father should say to his son?

Yan Ming was so angry that he threw the phone out!

Fortunately, the mobile phone hit the bed heavily, which startled Shen Gu: "Ming Rui, what's wrong?"

Yan Mingrui's heavy breathing couldn't be suppressed at all, and he squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "That scum..."

Shen Gu knew a little bit about Yan Mingrui, and asked worriedly: "Why, your father asked you for money again?"

Yan Mingrui's family background is actually not that bad, at least it is considered well-to-do. After Yan Mingrui was born, his mother resigned and became a full-time housewife, and his father worked in a company. His life was not particularly rich but decent.

The bad thing is that my father didn't know who was bewitched, so he didn't do a good job and went to "start a business" with a few cronies.

What nonsense to start a business, Yan Mingrui can only hear his father chatting with a bunch of people, talking about some vague things, saying "Mr. X" and so on, and then he didn't do anything in the end, but owed a whole lot of debt.

But his father was still obsessed with his obsession, and he got deeper and deeper in it, and began to stay away from home all year round. His mother finally raised him with the little savings at home, but she could no longer afford his tuition fees, so Yan Mingrui had no choice but to I came out and became a trainee with food and lodging included.

Fortunately, Yan Mingrui lived up to his expectations and made his debut successfully. After earning a little money, his father began to target him, asking him for money every now and then, but Yan Mingrui refused to give it, and threatened him with his mother.

The phone rang again suddenly, Yan Mingrui glanced at the screen, took a long breath, and picked it up anyway.

"mom."

He didn't want to call that thing Dad.

"Ming Rui," a submissive woman's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Don't be angry with your father, he is also..."

Yan Mingrui was already tired of such routines year after year, so he directly interrupted the other party: "What's wrong with him? Where's the money from last time?"

The tone on the other side froze: "He said... invested in a promising project..."

"So you let him take it all away?" Yan Mingrui was really speechless: "You don't care about him?"

"How can I manage it..." The other party was about to complain to his only son again, but Yan Mingrui didn't want to hear it at all.

"Mom, when can you divorce him?"

He can't take it anymore!He clearly knew that his father was a scumbag, so why didn't he get a divorce?

"Divorce..." The tone on the other side was very difficult: "Mingrui, if I divorce him, what will I do for a living? Where will I live?"

"We have only one house in our family. Although I can have half, it can't be divided into two halves. If whoever doesn't want the house has to give the other half of the money, who can take out the half? In the end, it's not being dragged by your father. Come on, besides, your mother is almost fifty..."

This is it again, Yan Mingrui thought, this is it again.

He threw the phone aside and listened to his mother calculating the bills, how difficult it was for her, and how she couldn't live without his father.

He opened his mouth and wanted to say, I will support you.

But he didn't have the confidence.

He himself didn't know if he had eaten the last meal but not the next, and when he was completely dead, how could he still be able to raise a family?

He has no money.

Yan Mingrui covered his eyes with his hands.

Money, money, money, it's all about money in the end.

If there is money, who would care about whether a house is not a house?

He suddenly thought of the little boy with round eyes who didn't understand anything.

He waved his hand for [-] million yuan, and he didn't know how many houses he could buy.

Why is it so unfair between people?

When he was still haggling over a little money, that boy could give him 10,000+ wine with a wave of his hand.

correct!

Doesn't he still have this little benefactor with a lot of money!

Yan Mingrui quickly hung up the phone: "Mom, I have something to do here and I will talk to you later."

On the other hand, he opened WeChat.

On WeChat, the default avatar signed "Little Gold Master" has already sent him many messages.

It's all voice, because Su Anning can't type.

"Brother, I may have a song that suits you here. Would you like to take a look?"

"Brother, if you don't like it, I can find you a new one."

"Brother, are you busy?"

"Brother, when can you come to my house to play?"

"elder brother……"

It was posted once every half an hour, and only one post was sent. The timing was so accurate that Yan Mingrui suspected that he was pinching the post.

His voice was on the outside, and Su Anning's voice was heard by Shen Gu, who came over and interjected, "This is your benefactor? Why does the voice sound so low?"

Yan Mingrui glanced at Shen Gu, who had a book of university physics spread out in front of him, and his tone had not yet calmed down: "I'm an adult, eighteen, but my mind is a little bad."

"Then you have to treat him well," Shen Gu said, "Such a child must be cherished by the family."

Even if it was a slightly modified voice coming out of WeChat, Shen Gu could still hear the soft voice of the person speaking. He sent a message in half an hour. Even if he didn't receive a reply, he was not angry. The tutoring is also very good, and there is no common problem of rich people.

"Let's read your book." Yan Mingrui glanced at Shen Gu, and said angrily, "I know it well."

Shen Gu is different from him, his family is a little better than him, at least he has no worries about food and drink, and there is a younger brother in the family, so the requirements for him are very low. I was even admitted to a good university, even though I am currently on a leave of absence, I did not give up my studies.

Even if he is no longer an idol, he can still go back to school.

"No, I was practicing dancing just now, so I didn't see my phone." Yan Mingrui replied to WeChat, nonsense without blinking: "It may not be convenient to go to your house, do you want my brother to take you out to play?"

The reply over there came very quickly, and it was a two-second voice.

"Okay, okay." The voice was still as soft as ever, but with a hint of joy.

For some reason, Yan Mingrui conjured up a happy bouncing glutinous rice dumpling.

"Where do you want to go?"

"I want to go, brother, at home, to play~" The person opposite replied quickly.

"Brother's house?" Yan Mingrui asked, "You mean brother's dormitory?"

"That's right, brother, where you live now, where you live." The person on the opposite side said word by word.

"But," a strange smile appeared on Yan Mingrui's mouth, and he typed word by word: "This is not my brother's home, the house here does not belong to my brother."

"Ah? Brother, why, do, live, where?"

"It's just that my brother's manager let me live temporarily. If my manager's brother doesn't want to, I won't be able to live there," Yan Mingrui said, "My brother will be homeless."

"Then what should I do?" The reply came quickly, and there was obviously anxiety in the tone this time.

"If only I could have my own house..." Yan Mingrui typed out each word, but then deleted it.

Forget it, it's better not to leave such evidence. It would be bad if this fool's family sees it.

Let's see if this idiot is on the right track, if he really can't do it, let's hint at it next time we meet.

Seeing Yan Mingrui over there did not respond for a long time, nor did he reply.

After a while, Su Anning sent another message.

"Brother, is it No. XX, XX Building, XX Community?"

Yan Mingrui was startled, isn't this the house number of his current dormitory?

Could it be that this kid came to the door?It's over, he lied to him that he was going to dance practice!What if you are found in the dormitory?

He went to the door to look around and found that there was no one there, so he came back and said, "Yes."

"Then I'll sign it." The reply on the other side could be heard with a big sigh of relief: "From now on, this house will be my brother's home."

Yan Mingrui couldn't believe his ears, what did he say?

His original intention was to ask Su Anning to give him some money, or to buy a house elsewhere, so that he could take his mother out to live in, but he didn't expect Su Anning to directly buy his current dormitory with a large sum of money!

His current dormitory can be said to be one of the best high-end residential areas in the city, with a market price of at least tens of millions!

"Fuck!" Yan Mingrui blurted out in shock.

"What's the matter?" Shen Gu put down his pen, "Why are you always surprised today?"

"I..." Tens of millions fell from the sky, and this kind of thing can't be told to others, Yan Mingrui had no choice but to drag Shen Gu, who was the only one who knew, to explain the ins and outs.

"In 5 minutes, tens of millions will be in hand." Yan Mingrui swept away the decline just now, and said happily, "Buffett is not making money as fast as I am."

After listening to Yan Mingrui's words, Shen Gu was worried: "Mingrui, how are you doing..."

Fooling an immature child...

"There's nothing wrong with it," Yan Mingrui said disapprovingly, "It's just a little bit of those people showing through their fingers."

He said nonchalantly: "People who can easily give me a hundred million, how many tens of millions are missing?"

Shen Gu opened his mouth to refute this point of view, but he didn't know what to say.

He wanted to say, it's not about money, it's just that it's morally unreasonable for you to deceive other people's feelings like this.

But thinking about it, this is a matter between Yan Mingrui and the benefactor, and he doesn't know Yan Mingrui's benefactor. If he is willing to fight and suffer, why should he intervene?

"Forget it, you can do it yourself."