"Brush——" A WeChat red envelope with "Wishing you prosperity" popped up.

Mo Ran's heart beat violently with the appearance of this red envelope: the digital tyrant finally replied to himself.

Will there be any special amount in the red envelope this time?

For the red envelope of two cents and five cents last night, Mo Ran was puzzled, she even turned out the Olympiad training materials for primary school, and all kinds of addition, subtraction, multiplication and division sign operations, but she didn't come up with a reason.

trembling and clicking on the red envelope.

200 is the maximum amount for a single red envelope. Does this have any special implications?

"Don't always send me red envelopes, let's talk. Mo Ran couldn't guess, but he replied to the message as soon as possible.

Song Qian didn't know what to talk about with this female anchor. He was only a little interested in the voice of the female anchor. This kind of obvious scheming woman can make a big mistake if she doesn't sleep well.

"Watch you live at night. Song Qian replied. After thinking about it, he casually pointed out another red envelope.

Seeing the information, Mo Ran's mood after a depressed day suddenly brightened, although it was not yet three o'clock at this time, she couldn't wait to start the live broadcast in the evening.

After ending the chat with Mo Ran, Song Qian flipped through a few more unread text messages.

Almost all of it is information about changes in the account balance. He has 38,000 of his 100,000 quota left today, and this is still on the premise of transferring 5,000 yuan to his little sister and eating a sky-high hot pot.

It seems that if you make good use of the identity of this generation of financial management gods, spread your wealth well, and upgrade well, his Song Qian's good days should still be ahead.

Huh? A message from Zhao Jun?

Zhao Jun, Song Qian's high school classmate. Originally, the conditions of the family were worse than Song Qian's, but luckily, the two dilapidated houses just caught up with the demolition, and divided two sets of houses in the city center.

Unlike most of the second generation, Zhao Jun did not eat, drink, prostitute and gamble all day long. Only by making money can it last for a long time, this is Zhao Jun's philosophy. Although he only has millions of cash, he has good connections, and he makes more money than ordinary part-time classmates by taking out some small loans and collecting interest.

The content of the message is somewhat speechless.

"I'm Zhao Jun, I was jumped by the immortals, and now in their hands, my body has been looted, not to mention, and let me pay another 10,000 yuan, otherwise I will be castrated. Dear classmates and friends, I am here to kneel and beg for my children and grandchildren, lend me 10,000, repay it within three days, interest of 5,000, please transfer to ****, payee: money**. ”

Looking at this old-fashioned scam message, Song Qian couldn't help but feel sad for Zhao Jun. This guy is known to be, and as long as it's free, he likes to do it.

You always have to pay it back when you come out to mix, there is no forever free PA in the world. In this regard, Song Qian also asserted that sooner or later this guy would be jumped by the immortals.

It's just that the text message at this time is 100% sure that it is a scam message. Anyone who is jumped by an immortal may send a text message asking for help, but Zhao Jun will not. Yesterday, Zhao Jun also posted loan information in the group, saying that he had just recovered a large amount of loans, without collateral, the procedures were simple, and the monthly interest rate was one and two cents.

Therefore, even if he was really jumped by the immortals, it was impossible that he would not even be able to pay a mere 10,000 yuan, and he would be reduced to the end of being cut.

He must have lost his phone.

It's just that the subject matter chosen by this deceitful person really corresponds. Including the principal of 10,000 and the interest of 5,000, this kind of talk is also quite like Zhao Jun's tone. This guy, if he is ruthless, he really dares to run naked on the street.

Song Qian smiled, ready to click on the next message.

Suddenly, he hesitated, anyway, there is a balance in the card, there is just an account here, even if it is a liar, it is not easy, send him 10,000, maybe it will be enough for him to pay this month's rent. Moreover, after the scammer succeeds, he may not deceive others, at least not for the time being. The key is that he also scattered 10,000 because of this. Benefiting others and benefiting oneself and society, why not?

Thinking like this, Song Qian paced to the nearest ATM of Huatai Bank, and remitted 10,000 yuan to the other party with the bank card information in Zhao Jun's message.

After the remittance, Song Qian felt the need to remind the scammer, so he replied in a text message: "The money has been remitted." After waiting for a while, there was no reply, so I gave up.

"Scarface, leper three. ”

"The subordinates are here!"

Song Qian said hello, and the two jumped out of nowhere.

"Let's talk about it, I still have more than 20,000 yuan in my hand, where is it more appropriate to spend it?"

"It depends on what you want to do with your money. Scarface asked.

Song Qian really didn't think about this problem. Originally, if you have money, you just need to eat, drink, and have fun, but as soon as Scarface talked about the effect, Song Qian thought of the source of his money. The God of Wealth is always based on scattered wealth.

"Go to a place that is fun and can give money to a lot of people who need money and are running for a living. "It sounds like a request to have the best of both worlds.

Scarface thought for a moment and said, "According to the helper's request, we can go and save the stumbling woman." ”

"Poof-" Scarface almost spurted blood again, "The helper is going to play, not to be a philanthropist." ”

"It's to play, Emgrand Entertainment Club, there are a lot of women who have lost their footing, and the helper can enjoy his wealth there. ”

Uh, that's an explanation.

"Okay! Let's go to the Emgrand Entertainment Club!"

……

……

In a small motel hotel in Lingcheng, Zhao Jun was being tied to the bed by Wuhua at this moment, and was watched by two big men.

"Two good men, can you help me put on my clothes first?" Zhao Jun made a bitter face, looked down at his bare body, and begged at the two big men.

This was looked at by two men, and he was still so tied up to see the light, Zhao Jun wanted to die. But then he may face a more painful outcome than death.

"Don't be long-winded, in another half an hour there will be no money, and we will do it. One of them, playing with a shiny dagger in his hand, said fiercely.

"Ask for two, I really didn't do anything, I just stripped you and broke in, I ......"

Zhao Jun hadn't finished his explanation more than a dozen times, but he heard a "whoosh" sound, and the shiny dagger flew overhead. Kankan was inserted on the back of the bed, less than a centimeter away from Zhao Jun's head, and he was so frightened that he immediately stopped his mouth.

At this time, another man said: "Actually, you have a bad attitude, let me ask you, you went to the supermarket to buy a bread, tore the package, and didn't bite a bite, can you return it?"

Zhao Jun shook his head like a rattle.

"Ask someone if they want to pay interest on their money?"

Zhao Jun nodded his head like a chicken pecking rice.

"Isn't this enough, you borrowed your sister-in-law from our eldest brother to use, and picked up our sister-in-law's clothes, should you leave something?"

Zhao Jun nodded his head like a chicken pecking rice, and then shook it vigorously.

You can leave anything, but you can't leave your life!

"But I said you're weak enough. The man continued, "I don't even have a friend who is willing to lend you 10,000 yuan, tsk, it's a pity that it's eighteen centimeters." ”

If Zhao Jun hadn't been tied up by Wuhua at this time, he really wanted to find a piece of tofu and kill him: he couldn't even take out 10,000 yuan because he relied on lending to earn interest.