Shen Fanyin swore that she really didn't love to cry, she just couldn't accept the tragic reality that the little money was earned by middlemen.

Fortunately, Jing Zeheng generously told her that he didn't want a thousand yuan, which barely calmed her mood.

But immediately after her, she saw her mobile phone screen shattered into a spider's web, and suddenly cried even louder.

She just sold a gossip, and only got 2,000 yuan, it's not such a big sin, right?

"Don't cry." Jing Zeheng held her face, distressed, but wanted to laugh.

Shen Fanyin was hugged by him to the table and sat down again, this time she didn't have the heart to be shy, she only cared about paying tribute to her 500,000 yuan and her mobile phone.

She held the remains of her mobile phone, her tears fell down in pairs, and she choked up and muttered, "Being a liar really didn't end well...... Woowoo...... The retribution of the present world came too quickly and ruthlessly......

Jing Zeheng looked at her with tears and laughter, and had forgotten what oath he had made before entering the door.

He thought that Shen Fanyin had sold the news to Su Xingmu, and this was only then known by Su Yungui.

Who would have thought that she just cheated Su Mu, and it was only two thousand yuan.

Seeing that the child looked like he had lost 100 million, he directly dialed Su Mu's phone.

The phone rang for a while before it was connected, and Su Mu's voice was full of nervousness: "Jing, Brother Jing."

Jing Zeheng wiped Shen Fanyin's tears and asked, "Who did you sell the news that Fanyin told you?" How much does it cost?"

Su Mu's breathing was instantaneous, but he was silent and didn't dare to speak.

Jing Zeheng: "Say."

"Luo Ning! Twenty thousand!"

Jing Zeheng hung up the phone and asked Shen Fanyin, "Do you have Luo Ning's phone?"

He turned on the speakerphone when he called, and Shen Fanyin heard Su Mu's words.

Fortunately, the mobile phone only broke the screen, which did not affect the operation of the function, Shen Fanyin twitched to find Luo Ning's phone number and gave it to Jing Zeheng: "Brother, are you willing to accompany me to punish these middlemen?"

Jing Zeheng chuckled and rubbed her head and dialed Luo Ning's phone.

"I'm ...... I sold it to my sister, twenty or two hundred thousand."

"Su Xingmu, two million. Jing Zeheng, you won't be so careful, right? Even if Su Xingmu uses this to earn traffic, it won't have any impact on you, right? Who can believe that you would like soft girls hahaha...... Okay, for the sake of cooperation, how about I give you half of it?"

Jing Zeheng put down his phone, put his hands on Shen Fanyin's side, and asked, "Do you understand?" jj.br>

Shen Fanyin nodded vigorously: "Understood! The middlemen are darker than the other!"

Jing Zeheng: "......"

Looking at Shen Fanyin, whose nose tip was slightly red, Jing Zeheng sighed lightly, and coaxed the child in another way: "You used one sentence to raise the GDP of 2.222 million yuan."

Shen Fanyin: "But I only got 2,000 yuan."

Jing Zeheng's mobile phone resting on the table rang softly, and he glanced at it, it was Luo Rou's one million "spoils" that had arrived.

He glanced at Shen Fanyin and transferred 500,000 to her.

Shen Fanyin looked at him blankly, his misty eyes full of puzzlement.

"Half of us." Jing Zeheng rubbed her head and coaxed, "Don't cry, in the whole business, only Qi Yan really lost."

Su Mu earned 18,000, Luo Ning earned 180,000, Luo Rou earned 800,000, and how much traffic Su Xingmu would earn is uncountable.

After all the calculations, only Qi Yan really spent 500,000 yuan.

Shen Fanyin blinked his eyes, and the tears under his eyes finally gradually dissipated.

She looked at Jing Zeheng and said seriously, "Brother, do you still have any preferences? Of course, I'm not here to make money, I just want to contribute to boosting GDP."

Jing Zeheng: "......?"

Isn't it really time for him to clean up this little cub?

It was impossible to clean her up, and as soon as she shed tears, his heart melted.

Uncle Wang was in a hurry downstairs, secretly praying that Jing Zeheng would not educate Shen Fanyin like "education" Jing Muhan.

Shen Fanyin's delicate and soft appearance will make her cry for a long time after being slapped, right?

Uncle Wang wandered around the living room for a long time, and finally couldn't help but dial Jing Yao's phone.

He knew it wasn't what a good steward was supposed to do, but he couldn't sit idly by.

The phone rang when footsteps rang out on the stairs.

It was accompanied by Jing Zeheng's gentle voice: "Good, don't cry, can I compensate you for your mobile phone?"

"Hmm...... Okay."

Uncle Wang looked at the stairs in astonishment, only to see that the eldest young master of his family looked worthless, carefully protecting the young lady's shoulders, and coaxing him in a gentle and gentle voice.

Uncle Wang: "......"

How did he remember that when Jing Zeheng came back just now, he obviously looked like he was going to eat people?

This plot is too weird, and Uncle Wang can't understand it.

His gaze followed the two of them to the door, and the car drove away before he came to his senses.

"Wang Mao? Benefits? What's wrong?"

Jing Yao's voice came from the phone.

Uncle Wang woke up as if from a dream, and hurriedly put his mobile phone to his ear: "Sir, I just want to ask you, do you go home for dinner?"

Jing Yao was a little strange, but he was in no mood to ask more, so he just said, "I probably can't go back. You call Yinyin to eat on time, and let the cook cook it lightly for dinner, so that she will be cured."

"Yes sir."

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"Sir, this is the latest mobile phone, and your girlfriend will love the latest pink color......

In the shopping mall, Jing Zeheng stood in front of the mobile phone counter holding Shen Fanyin's small hand, and after listening to the words of the counter sister, his smile was extremely gentle.

I'm going to buy a phone here anyway today.

"What color do you want?"

Shen Fanyin was brought back to his senses by Jing Zeheng's inquiry.

She tried to raise her hand and rub her eyes, but found that her right hand was firmly held in the palm of his hand.

Shen Fanyin's face turned red instantly, she looked at her hand blankly, and her brain, which had just started to run slowly, began to empty again.

Seeing her like this, Jing Zeheng decisively didn't ask again, and directly handed out the card to the cabinet sister: "One pink, one black."

The cabinet sister suddenly smiled, and happily took the card to open the bill.

When Shen Fanyin came back to her senses, Jing Zeheng had already dragged her back to the car.

Shen Fanyin: "......?"

How did she remember that she was in the mall?

Jing Zeheng handed over two mobile phones and asked, "Which color do you want?"

Shen Fanyin glanced at the pink one, and quickly made a choice: "Black, black."

Jing Zeheng handed her the black mobile phone case and asked, "Where do you want to go?"

Shen Fanyin didn't answer and asked, "Why did you buy two?"

Jing Zeheng glanced at her: "If you ask you what color you want, you don't say, just buy two casually."

As you see fit?

Thank you, I was hurt.

Shen Fanyin looked at him with a sad gaze.

Jing Zeheng: "Turn around and let Cheng Ye retreat."

Shen Fanyin breathed a sigh of relief, disassembled the phone, and muttered, "It's just a commission for me to make a profit of 500,000 yuan for you."

Jing Zeheng: "......?"

Does he have to thank her?

He originally wanted to make some comments, but when he saw her reddish eyes, he swallowed them back.

That's it, it's hard to coax it, and I'm going to be hungry if I cry again.

Shen Fanyin changed the mobile phone card to the new mobile phone, and said while syncing the address book: "I have to go find Qianqian, I have a business to discuss with her."

"Okay." Jing Zeheng started the car, "I'll send you."

"Hmm." Shen Fanyin was too sad and a little tired, leaned on the back of the chair and stretched her legs, and waited for the mobile phone to be set up before dialing Yang Qian's phone.

No one answered the first call, Shen Fanyin only thought that Yang Qian was sleeping, and decisively called again.

rang for a while, and the phone was picked up, but it was not Yang Qian's sleepy voice on the other end.

「…… If it weren't for your old lady, she wouldn't ...... You're a scourge! Scourge!"

"Get out! Who allowed you to come? You don't think we're hurting enough?"

"You give me ......"

"Shen Fanyin, you'd better have something serious when you look for Lao Tzu!"

The noisy abuse was mixed with Yang Qian's angry low drink.

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