Chapter 201: Fake Qing Gao
Xu Qingran was wearing a maid outfit, which was the uniform costume of all the waiters at tonight's dinner.
The plate used to hold the wine was smashed on the ground with the wine bottle, and a bottle of wine in it cost more than 100,000 yuan, Xu Qingran couldn't afford to pay it, his eyes were red, and he looked like he was about to cry.
She didn't know how much the beautiful woman's dress on the other side was worth, but she was at fault first, and she had to pay for what she deserved.
It's just that Xu Qingran didn't expect to meet Song Qingyu here.
Xu Qingran's immature face was full of surprise and sluggishness: "Miss Song, what a coincidence." ā
Song Qingyu was not very interested in Xu Qingran's sudden appearance, but just said a faint "um", which was regarded as a response.
Jiang Xun didn't care about his wet clothes anymore, raised his eyebrows and said, "You know?" ā
Xu Qingran cautiously glanced up at Song Qingyu, lowered his head and said in a soft voice, "I don't know." ā
Miss Song probably doesn't want to admit that she knows her.
Xu Qingran thought bitterly, they didn't know each other well, they had only met a few times, and it was normal to think that they didn't know each other.
Song Qingyu stared at her, and said to Jiang Xun: "I'm not familiar." ā
Xu Qingran raised her eyes in surprise, she didn't expect the other party to say that she was unfamiliar, instead of directly denying that she knew her, she was a little happy in her heart, and wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by the flamboyant woman.
"Why do I think you two look alike?" Jiang Xun seemed to have discovered something very interesting: "She looks like your pirate, Song Qingyu." ā
Song Qingyu: "...... No, she's not a pirate either, don't talk nonsense. ā
No one is anyone's pirate, and she doesn't think Xu Qingran is like herself.
Xu Qingran waved his hand and said embarrassedly: "Yes, we don't look like it." ā
Jiang Xun didn't continue to say this, but said: "My skirt is D brand spring high-end, one piece is about 1.2 million, how do you plan to pay?" Transfer or cash? ā
Xu Qingran was completely stunned, and it took a long time to find his voice: "You...... What did you say? One and two million? ā
She heard you right, right?
So much money for a dress?
Even if you sell her, you can't afford to lose it!
Xu Qingran was a little panicked, and said stubbornly: "I'm sorry, you just got wet, can I help you clean it?" Or help you send it to dry cleaning, can I pay for the dry cleaning? ā
"Tsk, didn't you just say that you want to pay compensation? Why is it now a wash? Jiang Xun sneered: "Just getting wet? It's all wine stains, do you think I can still wear it? ā
Xu Qingran's face turned pale, and the tears that had been rolling in his eyes finally fell big and big, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to, but I really don't have so much money now, why don't I pay you back in installments?" ā
She wiped her tears as she spoke, Jiang Xun gradually became impatient, originally she was just teasing this little girl, more than 1.2 million is a drizzle for her, and it is estimated to be a sky-high price for a student.
She didn't want this kid to really lose money, but Jiang Xun really hated people who cried when they encountered something.
She didn't have the heart to joke, and said lightly: "Don't cry, don't pay for it." ā
Xu Qingran wiped his tears with the back of his hand and said in a choked voice, "I'm sorry...... IāI don't mean to pay the bills, I'll ...... in installments."
She didn't say any more, because 1.2 million was an astronomical amount for her, and she might not be able to afford it in her life.
Even if it's an installment, which year and month can it be divided into?
Xu Qingran lost confidence just thinking about it.
"If you insist on it, then you will pay for it." Jiang Xun said coldly.
Xu Qingran felt that she had been slapped on the head, and began to regret it again, why did she be stubborn just now, and she looked at Song Qingyu with begging eyes.
Song Qingyu never said a word, the smell here disgusted her, and she wanted to leave here as soon as possible to find Fu Wenzhou.
Seeing Xu Qingran's eyes, Song Qingyu covered her lips and coughed lightly: "You stained her clothes, how to compensate is a matter between the two of you, I still have something to do, go in first." ā
Seeing that Song Qingyu ignored it, Xu Qingran bit her lip and was about to cry again.
Jiang Xun frowned fiercely, she hated people to cry the most, and she was most afraid of girls crying: "Are you a developed tear duct, just now I said that you don't have to pay, you have to pay, and now I let you pay you and cry again, do you think crying can solve the problem or do you think that if you cry, I should forgive you for your mistakes?" ā
Xu Qingran lowered his head, and his voice was like a mosquito: "I ......"
Jiang Xun's face was cold: "I've seen a lot of fake Qinggao like you, you should thank yourself for knowing Song Qingyu, so I don't plan to pursue it, you go, don't get in the way of my eyes here." ā
Jiang Xun's words were ugly, Xu Qingran felt very uncomfortable, she wanted to refute that she was not fake Qinggao, she really wanted to pay, but she really couldn't afford to pay this price.
But when you don't have money, saying these things is no different from the fake Qinggao in the other party's mouth.
Xu Qingran squatted on the ground and picked up the tray and wine bottles, and said, "Thank you, I'm sorry......"
Jiang Xun looked down at his wine-stained skirt, he couldn't wear it, so he had to change it.
She passed past Xu Qingran and didn't give her a look.
Xu Qingran felt that she was out of place here, but her mother was sick, she needed money, and if she didn't have money, her mother could only wait at home to die. If you can't raise the money next month, it's past the best time for surgery.
Xu Qingran's tears flowed more and more, she worked several part-time jobs during the day, and she had to come out to work part-time until two o'clock in the morning at night, and she had to catch up with her first job at seven o'clock in the morning, and she was busy day and night for more than two months and only saved more than 10,000 yuan.
There is still 200,000 yuan left before her mother's surgery fee, where can she get the rest.
The more Xu Qingran thought about it, the more he felt broken, and the emotions that had been suppressed for several months came up in one fell swoop, and he couldn't cry.
Song Qingyu came out of the wing room and lowered her eyes to look at Xu Qingran, who was crying on the ground.
Xu Qingran cried so much that he didn't pay attention to the movement at the door, and picked up the glass shards on the ground while crying.
Suddenly, a turquoise silk handkerchief appeared in front of him.
"Let's wipe it."
Xu Qingran hurriedly raised his head, looked at his dusty hands, did not take the handkerchief, wiped his tears with the hem of his clothes, and stood up from the ground: "Thank you." ā
Song Qingyu withdrew her handkerchief, her eyes were pale: "You are still a student, it is better to come to this kind of Vanity Fair less." ā
Xu Qingran was ashamed, afraid that Song Qingyu would misunderstand herself: "I didn't, I just wanted to make money, not what you think." ā
"I mean, there are a lot of people coming and going here, and there are a lot of people with bad minds, and this society is far more complicated than you think." After a pause, Song Qingyu said, "Pay attention to protect yourself." ā
She turned around with that.
Xu Qingran was stunned in place for two seconds, and suddenly stopped her: "Miss Song! ā