305 Call me a prophet
The boss stuffed the hot meal into his hand and said, "Your sister asked me to come and see if you are alive or dead, otherwise you think I want to see you?" Nineteen-year-old, living a completely indifferent life, your sister was already trying to pay off your debts when she was nineteen. β
An Ji looked down at the lunch box in his hand, and he felt very uncomfortable, and couldn't help crying.
"Also, you owe me the 500,000 yuan, and your sister has already paid it back."
After hearing this, An Ji raised his head in shock and looked at the billiard hall owner.
"What do you see me doing? That night, your sister kidnapped you to write an IOU, she just wanted you to admit that she owed the debt, and after the tall man took you away, she paid back the money. Who is easy to live in this world? No one's money is blown by the wind, and your sister wants you to remember this lesson and let you stop doing nonsense. β
An Ji pinched the lunch box, held back his tears, and when the boss left, he finally cried out loud.
What did he do?
"As far as I know, she also paid back the other 100,000, and she is now burdened with tens of millions of liquidated damages, and she has also paid off your debts for you, but what have you done to her? Think about it for yourself. β
After speaking, the owner of the billiards hall sighed: "I'll let people send some medicine in a while, and you're not afraid that you'll be scary when you go out like this, so you don't have to give money, count my sympathy for your sister, and put such an unlucky thing on your stall." Your sister said, let you stop acting rashly, she knows to settle accounts, you have to get involved again, and this matter will be endless. β
Half an hour later, the owner of the billiards hall really sent medicine and some cash.
When An Ji saw the money, he only felt that his face hurt hotly.
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What has he done all these years?
An Yu returned to the bedside and opened the lunch box, although he had no appetite, but he still swallowed the box of lunch.
Someone else has a car and a house, but what about him? lived in this basement every day, lived a miserable life of hiding debts, and almost killed his sister.
He really hates it!
Because he also asked An Zijun for the money, but An Zijun didn't give him a penny, and gave him a beating.
For a day and a night, he kept wondering, is he dead and clean? However, he was unwilling, over the years, all the money he sucked out of An Lan, he gave it to the two jackals of the An family for nothing, he was really unwilling.
Huo Zhao nodded and said to the boss, "Thank you." β
"You're welcome? An Lan, this kid, is a character. After saying that, the boss went back to his shop convincingly.
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After the director of the billiards hall went out of the basement, he said to Huo Zhao: "This kid has been completely woken up, there is really someone in this world who can control him, I really admire him, but his injuries are a bit serious and may need to be sent to the hospital." β
The little bastard performed a concussion and a broken rib in front of all the media two days ago, and this time, he didn't have to play it, because it was really broken.
Seeing that the little bastard was sent to the ward after treatment, Huo Zhao finally made a call to Shi Lan: "The person is fine, you can rest assured, I will watch him." β
Huo Zhao was worried about the little bastard's injury, so he went to the basement again and found that the little bastard had fainted on the bed.
This time, Huo Zhao didn't call Shi Lan again for instructions, and directly sent the little bastard to the hospital.
Huo Zhao was willing, because he was a person who did not accept gender, age, or wealth and status, but he obeyed people who were more capable than him.
He had always been dissatisfied with Shi Lan before, but now, he finally knew how special the woman in the mouth of the banquet was.
"Good work."
Shi Lan gave Huo Zhao three words.
"You and she can clean it up, those two?" Huo Zhao was a little disdainful, "Your sister said, you have no debts now, and there is no need to bury your life for two scumbags." β
"My sister's liquidated damages...... Do you really need tens of millions? β
Huo Zhao stayed in the ward, resting on a chair.
At this time, he suddenly heard An Ji ask: "My sister, can you really get justice from those two scumbags?" β
Because An Lan dragged him out of the abyss like this, and took all the evil consequences on himself.
"Help me tell her, I'm sorry for her, I have a million sorry in my heart, but I think it's too light for her."
"She knows how to deal with her affairs, if you really think about her, don't do anything, the owner of the billiards hall said, you are quite clever, the ball is also playing well, and when you are injured, he can provide you with work and accommodation."
An Yu lay on the bed, tears streaming down.
Shi Lan could only accept this sentence for An Lan.
Now that the little bastard has cleaned up, it's her turn to pull the list.
Huo Zhao hummed and closed his eyes.
But the truth is that the person who really needs him to say sorry has disappeared from this world forever.
@ζζ―ζ··θ: "I'm sorry, Anlan. I'm sorry, sister. Sorry ......"
Originally, the people who ate melons paid close attention to his Weibo account, and they were shocked when they suddenly saw him post such a message.
Because she had already asked Tang Ze to find out what was going on with the so-called company of the An family cousin.
This night, no one expected that the little bastard of An Ji posted a Weibo with only one sentence, but it was repeated many times.
@ε°ε°ζ¨±: "What do I see?" I actually saw this little bastard apologize to his sister? I thought that this kind of problem was a scumbag, and I would never learn it well in my life, and I really wanted to know what killer weapon An Lan used to make such a younger brother turn back. β
@θ¦ηη³_: "Those netizens who scolded An Lan for helping her brother are now being slapped in the face again, people can get used to being little bastards, but they are not soft when they clean it up, I think there are still people who use An Lan is brother demon to hack her." β
You know, this little bastard threatened his sister on the abandoned building two days ago, and now, suddenly apologizing so sincerely, it's really unaccustomed, and the people who eat melons really want to know what happened to the two sisters and brothers, and what did An Lan do to make her, the younger brother of the demon king of the world, actually apologize.
@θθθ: "Call me a prophet." β
@ι£δΊεΉ΄εΎει©ηζ’¦: "I hope An Lan will openly clean up his brother's method and let me learn too." β
Shi Lan didn't care about how the plot of the little bastard turned back on the Internet at all, all her energy now was cleaning up An Zijun's pair of cousins.
Even if the little bastard really turned back, she, a fake sister, didn't plan to stage any sister-brother love.
After all, the eldest lady has been weak in family affection since she was a child.