Chapter 3 Five Hundred Million
Looking at Sun Li's June-like face, Jia Qiong only felt disgusted in her heart.
Wear a torn, called poor, if you win the lottery, you have to add WeChat, alas, the current woman......
"I don't have WeChat." Jia Qiong poked and said.
"This ......" Sun Li smiled awkwardly, and simply stopped talking about boring noise.
In fact, Jia Qiong really didn't lie.
He can't even get on QQ, let alone WeChat.
In the course of more than ten minutes,Jia Qiong and the owner of the lottery station talked on the phone twice,One time the owner asked him for the card number,The other time was to inform him that the transfer was successfulγ
Leaving the lottery station, Jia Qiong was very excited and wanted to tell Yang Fan the good news as soon as possible.
However, after a few beeps, the phone was cut off on the grounds that the other party was busy.
At the same time, Yang Fan was hugging Cui Hao, a short and fat man with a bulging beer belly.
Since yesterday and Jia Qiong proposed to break up, Yang Fan quickly contacted Cui Hao, after a night of online ambiguity, as soon as the sky dawned, this time it was officially announced.
Cui Hao is not good-looking, short and fat, but his family background is rich, and he is generous, the two only met today, as a meeting gift, Cui Hao gave her the latest Apple mobile phone.
Yang Fan was sitting on Cui Hao's lap, and the two were sitting in the private room of the cafΓ© feeding each other cakes, when Yang Fan's mobile phone rang.
"Who?"
Yang Fan took out his mobile phone, and when he saw Jia Qiong's name, he frowned in disgust: "Nobody, I made the wrong call." β
hung up the phone, and then Yang Fan dragged Jia Qiong's phone number into the blacklist.
Cui Hao is so rich, she finally caught a lot of money, she doesn't want to let go because of Jia Qiong's poor dick!
Jia Qiong saw that the phone was not connected, and the joy on her face dimmed.
After walking for about ten minutes, he wanted to take out 200,000 yuan from the bank and send it directly to Yang Fan's house as a bride price, but when he passed by the door of the bank, there were a lot of people inside, and the team was lined up outside, and now it was more than five o'clock in the afternoon, and after a few hours of queuing, it was dark.
Jia Qiong was anxious to tell Yang Fan the good news as soon as possible, and after thinking about it, she decided to go to Yang Fan's house first.
After more than 30 minutes, Jia Qiong finally walked to Yang Fan's house.
Jia Qiong rang the doorbell, and soon, Mother Yang came to open the door, and when she saw Jia Qiong standing outside the door, her face turned dark: "Why are you again?" Didn't we all say we broke up with you? If you want to be entangled, don't blame me for being merciless and calling the police to arrest you! As she spoke, Mother Yang glared at Jia Qiong and was about to close the door.
"Auntie, don't close the door, I have the bride price money now!"
Jia Qiong was afraid that she would close the door, so she hurriedly grabbed a corner of the door and said.
"Where?" Mother Yang glanced out twice to make sure that Jia Qiong didn't have anything in her hand, so she asked a strange question.
Jia Qiong hurriedly took out the bank card from his trouser pocket: "In the card, there are too many people in the bank today, and I will withdraw the money and send it over tomorrow!" β
While speaking, Jia Qiong looked anxiously into the house: "By the way, Auntie, isn't Fanfan at home?" β
Mother Yang couldn't see it, she didn't believe it, and she didn't believe Jia Qiong's words at all.
This will be even more snatched the bank card in Jia Qiong's hand.
"Hmph, how much money is in the card?"
"Oh, half a million." Seeing that Yang's mother was interested in this, Jia Qiong also breathed a sigh of relief.
Although the attitude of the future mother-in-law is not good, as long as she can be with Yang Fan, Jia Qiong thinks it is enough.
Thinking of this, Jia Qiong smirked and hurriedly said: "Among them, 200,000, filial piety to you and uncle, the remaining 300,000, I and Fan Fan buy a house in the town, even if 300,000 is not enough, as long as you take out a loan of tens of thousands, how can you buy a good wedding house!" β
"Payment?!"
As soon as Jia Qiong's words fell, Mother Yang glared at him with a vicious face: "Okay, Jia Qiong, I thought that your kid finally had a little conscience and took the lottery money over, but it turned out that you didn't ask for the money, and the money came!" Do you still want us to follow you in the future to suffer and pay back? β
Mother Yang's tone was fast, Jia Qiong wanted to explain, opened her mouth for a long time, but she couldn't interject.
As soon as the words fell, I saw that Yang's mother was so angry that she directly broke the bank card!
She threw the broken two pieces of cards directly into the corridor outside the door, and then slammed the door shut.
Jia Qiong fortunately, her hand was withdrawn quickly, or she had to be caught by the door.
"Auntie? This money is not the payment for the goods! Listen to me! β
Jia Qiong banged on the door and shouted, but Mother Yang didn't say to open the door for him, but through the door, she warned Jia Qiong: "If you don't have the goods, take the money and talk about it, who knows if your card is empty!" It's going to be all this in one day! β
Mama Yang's voice gradually drifted away, and when I heard it, I knew that I walked back to the house and didn't have the heart to open the door.
Jia Qiong knocked on the door twice more and hung her head in frustration.
It seems that if you want to get the approval of the Yang family, you can only take out the money and bring it to her eyes.
Thinking about it, Jia Qiong was about to go downstairs to leave, when she heard the sound of the door opening from the opposite room, and then a mature lady glanced at Jia Qiong and muttered: "Where did you come from, the country boy, there is a lot of noise in the corridor, do you know it?" β
"I'm sorry, I'll go."
Jia Qiong lowered her head in embarrassment, took a big stride, and quickly left the unit building.
Walking back to the bank, in order to withdraw the money as soon as possible, Jia Qiong had to pick up the back of the long line, waiting for the bank card to be reissued, and then withdraw the money.
The weather is not warm in late autumn and early winter, especially at night.
After queuing for nearly three hours, Jia Qiong's thin clothes had already been soaked by the cold, and he shivered and finally came to the window to handle business.
After filling in various forms and signing, the bank card was reissued, but when it came to withdrawing money, the female teller at the service window said with disdain: "Sir, you can go to the ATM to withdraw it, there are many people behind." β
As soon as the female teller's voice fell, the crowd behind Jia Qiong chattered dissatisfiedly: "Yes, hurry up, I've been waiting for two hours!" β
"Well, I see that man is dressed like this, most likely because he hasn't used an ATM!"
All kinds of discussions, Jia Qiong's ears were hot when he listened.
Let's just say that he is not dressed properly, but it is not that he has not used an ATM.
It's just that Jia Qiong has heard that if it is higher than 20,000 yuan, the ATM can't be withdrawn, or he won't make a special trip to wait in line for such a long time to withdraw money at the window!
"I want to withdraw more, but the ATM may not be able to withdraw it."
As soon as Jia Qiong's words fell, the woman in front of the window was suddenly amused, she glanced at Jia Qiong's clothes with contempt, and then covered her mouth and smiled: "Take more?" IMHO, do you have more than 10,000 dollars in your card? β