Chapter 72: Where Did You Get That Much Money?
"It's nothing, it's just ......" When the words came to his mouth, Yuan Zixin paused. After all, Xiaoxia is obscene, and she is an outsider, and if you don't say it well, it will destroy people's feelings.
But Song Qian listened to Yuan Zixin's words halfway through, and could only ask, "Just what?"
ββ¦β¦ It's just that...... Your hair is really long......"
After speaking, Yuan Zixin felt extremely embarrassed, what kind of things can't be beaten by eight poles. What do you do with people's hair?
Hearing this, Song Qian was also stunned, then touched his hair, and said, "It's really long, I'm about to cut it." β
"Well, goodbye then. β
"Ah, goodbye. β
The two said goodbye to each other stiffly, one to the left and the other to the right, and they both felt as if they had missed something very important.
It seems like...... Seems to have forgotten to ask for contact information.
But this time, although both of them slowed down, they did not stop again, did not turn back at the same time, and did not collide with each other in unison.
The heartbeat of the meeting in Pingshui is about this, leaving only a name and a smile, lingering for a long time.
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Walking through an intersection, Yuan Zixin turned into a small road, and in front of a grocery stall, a woman in her forties with her hair in a bun was sorting out the goods. This woman is Yuan Zixin's mother Li Guifang.
Yuan Zixin hurriedly stepped forward to help sort it out, but found that her mother's face was very bad, and she immediately sighed in her heart: Could it be that his father came to trouble his mother again?
"Mom, what's wrong with you?"
"The hospital called again......"
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"I owe more than 5,000 yuan, and if I don't pay the money, I will stop taking the medicine......" Li Guifang sobbed softly.
Hearing this, Yuan Zixin subconsciously touched her bag, and in her bank card, five payments suddenly came in four days ago, accumulating 12,005. She didn't say anything about this money, and communicated with the bank as soon as possible to see if someone had made the wrong transfer. However, the bank's response was that no one reported that it was wrong.
I have never said that there is a difficulty, let alone disclosed the account number, and it is not that someone has made a mistake, could it be that this money still fell from the sky?
Originally, I wanted to wait for the person who sent the wrong money to find me, but now ...... No matter, emergency matters. When the coping is over, make money and pay it back later.
"Mom, don't worry, I have the money here, Xiaojie will be fine. Yuan Zixin said with relief.
"You...... Where did you get so much money?" Li Guifang looked at her daughter in surprise.
She knows that Yuan Zixin is working several jobs, but a student who works odd jobs in the summer vacation can earn 1,800 yuan, 5,000 yuan, which is enough to catch up with the salary of a company secretary.
ββ¦β¦ The owner of the restaurant where I worked was very nice, and I gave him an advance of two months' wages, and he gave it to me without saying a word. Yuan Zixin made up an excuse to prevaricate.
"Is there such a good boss now?" Li Guifang was still a little worried, looked her daughter up and down, and suddenly asked, "Is your boss married?"
"Huh?!"
"If you get married, you must not be a junior!" Li Guifang said earnestly.
"......" Yuan Zixin sweated, she made up a reason casually, and let the boss lie down, so she quickly explained: "Mom, where do you want to go, our boss is still unmarried." β
"Unmarried?" Li Guifang's eyes widened again, "Then is your boss interested in you?"
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"If you are unmarried, you can consider it, but rich people have a lot of fun, you have to keep your eyes open, especially not ...... casually"
"Mom!" Yuan Zixin interrupted her mother's broken thoughts, "Aren't we going to the hospital?"
"Oh oh!" Li Guifang came back from her concern for her daughter's lifelong events, and hurriedly continued to tidy up the stall.
It's really a lie to make up ten lies, Yuan Zixin has been working in a restaurant for half a month, and she doesn't even know whether the boss is a man or a woman, let alone advance her salary with the boss. I hope this page is turned and I don't mention it again.
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In other words, Song Qian spent 200 oceans to wash, blow, cut and director hairstyle design in a high-end hair salon, and after coming out refreshed, he entered the mall again.
It is much more convenient for men to buy clothes than for women, especially summer clothes, and they don't even need to try them on.
Half an hour later, the rejuvenated Song Qian was already pacing and preparing to go home.
Although he spent nearly 3,000 yuan and still used his own money, Song Qian didn't feel distressed at all. Sure enough, it's easy to make money, and it's generous to spend money.
Thinking so, he used 4G traffic to log on to the "Easy Fundraising" website and donated 10,000 yuan to Wang Ke's serious illness crowdfunding project.
A "tick" text message rang out.
"Your savings card account with tail number 0109 received RMB 100.00 at 16:00 on August 16, and the balance was RMB 6,701.13. γHuatai Bankγ"
That's right, since the task was triggered, Song Qian found that the donation to Wang Ke could also get the so-called "task commission", so after transferring 10,000 yuan at the time of the haircut, he would transfer another 10,000 yuan if his hands were itchy at this time.
In this way, the commission of 200 yuan is easy to get, which is equivalent to getting this high-standard hairstyle in minutes.
From this point of view, the work of this financial god is really worth doing. After all, a high salary inspires enthusiasm.
However, thinking that there was an uncertain possibility of failure in this money-making task, Song Qian was still a little panicked.
Just thinking about it, a WeChat message came in, and it was sent by Cao Ning.
Cao Ning, who had eaten lunch, was originally going to reply a message to Song Qian in time, but several batches of customers came, and he didn't even have time to squint for a while at noon. When I was done, I saw that it was already four o'clock.
"In the evening I go home and cook and eat. β
Cao Ning's message is quite simple, saying affirmative sentences, which at first glance seems to be talking to himself. However, Song Qian is an understanding person, so he naturally knows that this is a girl's initiative to show goodwill, so he didn't do it, and replied: "I plan to have a share, and I will come back to eat in the evening, do you want to bring some food?"
"I have it all at home, just order green onions. β
"Roger. β
Back and forth, it's really a bit of a small bite. Song Qian laughed at himself and walked towards the vegetable market.
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An underground game hall in a building in the north of the city.
In front of an inconspicuous stall, the short and fat boss is watching Stephen Chow's comedy with Erlang's legs crossed. From time to time, there are bursts of laughter, which is very pleasant.
The game room he runs looks very deserted, the store is only a dozen square meters, there are a few machines for children to play marbles, and two teenage children, holding a few coins in their hands, have been playing for an afternoon.
After a few more moments, a bookshelf in the depths of the store was removed from it, and a thin man walked out.
As soon as the boss saw the man come out, he immediately stood up and asked with concern, "How is it, is it done?"
"Pretty much. The man replied lightly, and there was no emotion in that tone.
"What do you mean almost?" the boss was clearly anxious.
"According to your request, the first three times can be doubled, and after ten times, the same amount of coins can be released, and then it will not be released. The man still had the same tone that couldn't hear the emotion.
"God!" the boss suddenly frowned, and said to himself, "I'm going to make a fortune now!"