Unconsciously, Yang Rui had come to the front of the team.

"Huh? Rigor? ”

Suddenly, a small wheat-colored hand reached out in front of Yang Rui, who was in a trance, and shook it from side to side.

"Long time no see." Yang Rui came back to his senses and said with a smile.

This is a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, with wheat-colored skin, which is said to have been the color since birth, and according to her own words, even if she throws it into bleach water and soaks it for a year and a half, it will not be white.

The girl also has a simple and somewhat old-fashioned name, called Zhang Meimei, according to her father, she asked the blind man of the Jinji Temple on Jinji Mountain to give her name, and she wrapped a red envelope of 200 yuan.

This is a very common thing in the south, and fortune tellers have to find a gentleman to choose a name, and the blind are the most popular here.

There is a saying that blind people are psychic.

It's similar to the idea that God closes one door for you and opens another window for you.

So even if Zhang Meimei, who grew up and sensible later, protested in every possible way, Uncle Zhang and his wife were still unmoved, they could do anything, and there was no way to change their names.

"Yang Rui is here!" Uncle Zhang was busy working on the side, and when he heard Zhang Meimei's surprised voice, he looked over and immediately greeted him with a smile.

"Here, Where's Auntie?" Yang Rui asked with a smile.

Hearing this, Uncle Zhang's eyes lost his mind for a moment, but he quickly returned to normal and said with a smile: "It's gone." ”

Yang Rui was slightly stunned.

"Hey, do you want to buy it? If you don't buy it, get out of the way, don't delay the old lady's time. ”

At this time, a young woman's shouting came from behind him.

Yang Rui looked back, this person was dressed quite fashionably, his clothes were all international brands, his aura was slightly stronger, he was a rich man, not pseudo-rich, but really rich, and the family conditions should not be bad.

"The old rules." Yang Rui just glanced at it lightly, then turned around and said to Zhang Meimei.

"Okay, Brother Rui will wait for you, I'll pack it for you right away." Zhang Meimei said very cutely, remembering that Yang Rui used to pack and take it away.

"Eat here." Yang Rui temporarily changed his mind, said a word, and walked into the somewhat small shop.

There are only four small tables, and they are all a little crowded there, and it just so happens that someone has left after eating, so Yang Rui has a place.

"Dick Silk!" The fashionable woman snorted in disgust, and her voice was undisguised, and everyone around her heard it.

Yang Rui also heard it, but he didn't think he heard it, he was not interested in dealing with this kind of brain-dead woman who had been spoiled since childhood.

The other customers just felt that the woman was a little offensive, but they didn't squeak.

Zhang Meimei didn't do it, and the porcelain bowl in his hand that was going to give Yang Ruisheng dumplings was immediately smashed out, but instead of smashing it on the fashion woman's head, it smashed it to the side.

Whoosh...... Syllable!

The porcelain bowl smashed into the windshield of a car.

Luxury cars.

Supercar.

Maserati supercar.

The glass was not broken, but it was flawed.

The fashionable woman immediately laughed angrily.

"Beauty saves heroes, right? Good, that's good. ”

The fashionable woman stretched out her hand, "Lose money, windshield, I don't embarrass you, you look at it, forget it if you can satisfy me." ”

In the past, Zhang Meimei was very well-behaved, Yang Rui remembered that she should be twelve or thirteen years old at that time, although the signs of rebellion were beginning to appear, but I have to say that she was really well-behaved and very docile.

Today's Zhang Meimei is sixteen years old and a senior in high school.

As I get older, my temper grows.

Zhang Meimei was frightened.

She looked intently at the supercar, which looked very expensive, and was completely confused.

So unlucky!

The old lady just smashed it like this, and it hit the car? Or a luxury car?

it!

Zhang Meimei's face turned white suddenly.

This time it's a big deal.

Seeing this, Uncle Zhang hurriedly put down the work in his hand, ran up quickly, and bowed again and again to apologize, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" How much money you say, we will pay, we will pay! ”

"How much? Can you afford to pay me? The fashionable woman scoffed.

"This ......"

Don't look at this dumpling shop, the business has been booming for more than ten years.

Uncle Zhang's family is not rich, but they are also absolutely poor, not poor at all.

RVs are available, but they are not big enough and not luxurious enough.

When he bought a car before, Uncle Zhang had seen a lot of cars, so he didn't know how much the Maserati supercar was worth for the fashionable woman, but it was definitely very expensive! Super expensive!

How to pay!

Uncle Zhang hesitated for a while, then silently took out a bank card from his pocket, and said cautiously: "Girl, I have 50,000 yuan in this card, do you see enough?" ”

"Fifty thousand? You sent a meal? Or are you ignorant and can't see how much my car is worth? How much does it cost to get a new and original windshield? ”

"That ......"

"Seeing that you are also a poor person, the old lady doesn't bother you, take 200,000 yuan out."

"Yes, but can I make an IOU? I'll give you 50,000 yuan today, and I'll pay off the remaining 150,000 yuan within three months. ”

"IOUs? 200,000 still have to pay an IOU? The fashionable woman looked very pompously surprised, and then shook her head funny, "A poor man is really a poor man, and I feel a little sympathy for you when I am so poor." ”

"Thank you girl, for your sympathy, I'll make an IOU." Uncle Zhang grovelled and opened the drawer and took out a pen and paper.

"Forget it, the IOU is gone, and the money is gone." As she spoke, the fashionable woman raised her hand......

Syllable! Syllable!

Quickly threw out two slaps!

Zhang Meimei covered her hot face and gritted her teeth silently.

If it were someone else, she would have gone up and done it a long time ago, but no matter how rebellious she was, she knew that rich people couldn't afford to mess with her.

Uncle Zhang clenched his fists, but finally let go and remained silent.

"Don't be unwilling, two slaps are worth 200,000, you should be happy, if you are someone else, you have to make your family bankrupt and in debt, and the money is not easy to earn." The fashionable woman sneered, and reprimanded with a straight face, "Why don't you pack me two dumplings quickly?" ”

Zhang Meimei's eyes glared angrily and did not move.

"You go and sit with Yang Rui." Uncle Zhang grabbed Zhang Meimei behind him, then packed two dumplings, and handed them to the fashionable woman with both hands with a grateful face.

"Even if you know each other, it's no wonder that you can make money by opening such a broken store to buy a house and a car in Zhonghai, a place where every inch of land is valuable."

The fashionable woman was carrying two dumplings and turned around to go back to drive.

"Wait."

At this time, a shout that was neither salty nor light stopped the fashionable woman.

It was Yang Rui.

"What's your number, please?" Yang Rui came up and asked.

"What's wrong? Want to soak me Cao Anlu? The fashionable woman looked Yang Rui up and down, and immediately smiled contemptuously, "Are you worthy?" ”

"I'm not worthy, don't you know if you report the number? Just by glancing at me like this, do you know if I'm worthy? Yang Rui chuckled.

"Can't you look like that? It's kind of interesting, but how about reporting it to you? Want to plot against me? After speaking, Cao Anlu reported his mobile phone number.

Yang Rui took out his mobile phone, wrote down the mobile phone number, and operated for a while, and immediately Cao Anlu's mobile phone rang.

Cao Anlu subconsciously took out her mobile phone, and her face changed when she saw it.

Before she could react otherwise, Yang Rui had already consumed her hair with one hand, and raised the other hand and fanned it.

Syllable!

Smack!

Bang Bang Bang ......

"Twenty slaps, two million, this money is easy to make, right?"