Chapter 3: Miss, do you touch porcelain?
Standing alone in front of this white building again, Su Ye only felt strange, the Su family, this place that is like hell in her memory, how long has it been since she came back.
The servant who came to open the door looked reluctant: "Are you back?" ”
Su Ye nodded, pushed the wheelchair into the hall, and as soon as he entered the door, his uncle Su Ming, who was sitting in the main seat, took the lead in speaking, and his tone contained expectation: "What about Zhou Lei?"
Su Ye sneered in his heart and spoke: "He has something to do temporarily, and he can't come." ”
Hearing this, the two couples sitting on the sofa turned cold.
She was the only one, Su Ming didn't even bother to say polite words, and went straight to the topic: "Recently, there have been some problems with the Su family, and there have been some problems with a capital chain, and now the money is ......stuck in other projects."
Zhao Min also joined the persuasion camp: "My uncle and I have scraped together, and we still owe 30 million ......."
"Auntie. ”
Su Ye interrupted her, and her eyes were a little tired: "In the past two years, the Su family has taken more than 30 million money from Zhou Lei, or do you think a disabled person is worth this price?"
As far as she knows, in the past two years, Su Ming has secretly asked Zhou Lei for a lot of money, ranging from millions to tens of millions, and this time it was really a lion who opened his mouth.
When did her face become so valuable.
As soon as she finished speaking, a glass shattered on her head, and warm blood flowed down her forehead, wetting her eyelashes, and her eyes were blood-red.
Su Ye looked as usual, without a trace of pain, reached out and took out a bank card from his bag and put it on the table: "This is my own deposit, only 200,000 ......"
Su Ming's face was gloomy, and he roared at Su Ye: "Su Ye, I don't care what method you use, you have to let Zhou Lei take out the 30 million!"
"The password is 389299, and there are no more. ”
Su Ming's face froze, and when he saw that she was so oily and salty, he roared angrily: "Get out!!Get out!
Su Ye was kicked out of the Su family.
When the cold wind hit, she wrapped her scarf tightly, reached out and wiped the blood off her forehead, and after a while, the blood flowed down again, and she scolded herself, this time she was really ruthless.
Being beaten in the Su family has long been commonplace, and in the past, Su Ming would avoid his face when he moved, but this time it seems that he is really angry.
The Su family is far away from the city in the villa area, especially at night, and there is no way to get a taxi at all, so Su Ye has to push the wheelchair and slowly move to the door.
Not long after, heavy rain fell from the sky, and the raindrops fell on his body so cold that Su Ye shivered coldly, wanting to take shelter under the big tree.
Unexpectedly, the cold numb hand couldn't hold the armrest of the wheelchair, and a small stone actually caused her to fall to the ground hard.
The wheelchair clattered loudly, and was hit far away by the car behind it that had no time to react, and it was completely scrapped.
In the back seat, the man who was closing his eyes and recuperating was noisy by a loud noise, and when he opened his eyes, his eyebrows were dyed with displeasure: "What's the matter?"
The driver felt the man's anger and explained tremblingly: "Mr. Xiang, it seems that I have hit a wheelchair." ”
"Settle it. ”
The driver hurriedly replied, "Yes." ”
After that, he got out of the car quickly, and yelled at Su Ye angrily: "Miss, don't you want to find a good place to touch porcelain? ”
Really, the frustrated woman from there still pushes her wheelchair around on a rainy day, because she lost her job and couldn't afford it.
Su Ye heard his reproach, and felt a little helpless in her heart, she didn't want to touch porcelain, but the wheelchair was disobedient.
Glancing at the logo of the car, Land Rover, Su Ye secretly calculated the money in his bag now, and estimated that he couldn't even afford to lose the paint that had been rubbed off.
"Excuse me, how much do you have to lose?"
Su Ye fumbled in his pocket, stunned for a moment, and smiled apologetically on his face.
"Can you please help me pick up my mobile wallet, my legs are inconvenient. ”
The driver glanced at her awkward sitting posture with a strange expression, and then realized that it was a disabled person who was about to speak.
"Go pick it up. ”
A somewhat familiar and unfamiliar voice caused a ripple in her heart, and Su Ye followed the prestige.