Nine Zero Little Daughter-in-law

Yan Wanqing doesn't mind talking about business with Luo Yong, but Luo Yong doesn't want to talk to him.

He got up and was about to leave, "Song Hao, I'm not feeling well, let's talk another day."

Song Hao put his big hand on Luo Yong's shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Luo Yong, I finally asked her out, are you sure you want to refute my face?"

"If you miss this village, no one will lend you money. Are you sure you want to give up the chance to make money because of some personal grievances?"

Song Hao's words hit Luo Yong's weakness.

He didn't want to bend down for five buckets of rice, but had he bent down less often these years?

Since I have bent over so many times, I don't care about this time.

It's a big deal, wait until he makes money, and then earn this face back.

Luo Yong sat back in his seat, but his expression was still not good-looking.

Song Hao graciously helped Yan Wanqing open the chair, "Wanqing, sit down."

Yan Wanqing sat down, and the lawyer who came with her sat on the chair beside her.

Yan Wanqing spoke first, "Song Hao has already told me about Mr. Luo's general situation, so let's not talk about anything else, let's get straight to the point."

Song Hao said: "Wanqing, the gentleman beside you is..."

Yan Wanqing introduced: "In order to ensure that our cooperation is legally effective, and for my money not to be wasted, I specially invited a lawyer to notarize it for us. After all, it is not a small amount."

Song Hao nodded hurriedly, "That's right, it's still Wanqing who is careful and thoughtful."

Luo Yong handed over the materials he had brought to the lawyer. After the lawyer checked carefully, he leaned into Yan Wanqing's ear and whispered in a voice that only two people could hear.

Yan Wanqing understood.

She looked at Rayong.

Luo Yong clenched his hands nervously, waiting for the verdict.

Yan Wanqing's pink lips moved slowly, "Mr. Luo, my lawyer has calculated the value of your house based on the market price, as well as the down payment ratio, and I am willing to lend you 50."

Hearing this, Luo Yong's eyes shot out dazzling light, "Really?"

Before he came, he thought Amitabha would be enough to lend him 30 yuan, but Yan Wanqing was willing to give him 50 yuan.

If calculated according to the current stock market increase, wouldn't he have 500 million in seven days?
Luo Yong was eager to try, "Let's sign the contract now."

Yan Wanqing said in a deep voice, "Before signing the contract, I need to make a statement."

"You said."

"You are a short-term loan. Song Hao and I are friends, so I don't want your interest, but..."

Yan Wanqing deliberately paused, looked at Luo Yong who was getting nervous, and said: "After one month, if you still don't pay the 50, your house will be mine."

"it is good!"

Luo Yong was immersed in the joy of 500 million, and he was thinking of investing in the stock market as soon as possible, but he never thought about what would happen if he lost the 50.

The lawyer quickly drew up the contract, which was signed in duplicate by Yan Wanqing and Luo Yong respectively.

"This contract still needs to be notarized by the bank. Let's go there together and get the money for you by the way."

Rayong has no objection.

A group of four went to the bank.

The salesman stamped it quickly, and Yan Wanqing took out 50 yuan to Luo Yong.

Luo Yong looked at the heavy boxes on the table, and he didn't dare to stretch out his hands.

Yan Wanqing smiled and said, "It's your money now."

Luo Yong contemplated for a long time before he plucked up the courage to reach out. He grabbed the handle of the box and held 50 in his hand.

Rayong's lips curved into a smile.

Yan Wanqing asked: "Mr. Luo, we are now considered partners. I want to ask you a question, is that okay?"

"You ask."

It was probably Yan Wanqing who lent him 50 yuan, and his resentment about being cheated out of 10 yuan also dissipated a little, and he looked at Yan Wanqing with a pleasant face.

"Is it worth doing something against your original intention for a woman?"

Even that woman is not a good woman.

does it worth?
Rayong has also asked this question countless times.

He solemnly replied: "It's worth it."

"Xinxin is indeed a bit of a prodigal, but only I know how good she is."

Tang Xin helped him when he was most destitute.

Without her, he wouldn't be where he is today, so it's worth spending all his wealth for Tang Xin.

"Unexpectedly, Luo Gourmet is still a seed of infatuation."

Maybe Luo Yong's love is touching enough, but it's a pity that he should never touch her cake.

If you owe her, you have to pay back a hundred times.

After Jiang Mo talked about cooperation with the bank manager, he saw Yan Wanqing sitting there distracted when he came out of the office.

He went over and patted her on the shoulder lightly, "What are you thinking about so obsessively?"

"I was thinking, can you love someone to the limit?"

"It's not impossible."

Yan Wanqing turned her head, "What if affection without a bottom line is a joke in the eyes of others?"

Just like Luo Yong, he fell in love with the money-worshiping Tang Xin, and he could give away everything he had.

But Tang Xin didn't have much love for Luo Yong, but used him more.

Jiang Mo knew that Yan Wanqing's embarrassment was caused by the matter between Luo Yong and Tang Xin.

He said seriously: "Not everyone is as ill-informed as Luo Yong."

"Too."

Jiang Mo turned his wrist and glanced at the time, "It's getting late, let's go change clothes and do styling."

Tonight is a networking event.

Yan Wanqing really liked that rose dress, even if she bought it, she wouldn't wear it tonight.

It is too dazzling, not suitable for today's formal occasions.

Such an occasion is more suitable for wearing a cheongsam or a long skirt with Han elements.

What Yan Wanqing prepared was a long skirt with a slanted front and a stand-up collar, the color of which was gradually white and black from top to bottom.

On the chest is a pattern embroidered with black and silver thread, and a jade pendant hangs down, adding a bit of ladylike temperament.

Yan Wanqing has long black hair and a fair little face without any refinement. Wearing this long dress, she looks like a beauty from ancient times, delicate and elegant.

Jiang Mo is in a simple black suit.

Yan Wanqing came out of the fitting room, tilted her head, "How is it?"

"Beautiful!"

The important thing is that the dress suits him well.

Jiang Mo bent his arms, signaling Yan Wanqing to circle him.

Yan Wanqing smiled, satisfying Jiang Mo.

"Where are we going now?"

"Go to the hotel to pick up your second brother."

Yan Zhengqing has been sullen since Jiang Mo left him alone in the hotel yesterday, and he didn't even ask a question when the two of them went out today.

Now Jiang Mo knocks on the door, he is not a bird at all.

Yan Wanqing asked: "Do you want to go to the hotel waiter to get the key?"

"Need not."

Jiang Mo raised his voice a little, "Yan Zhengqing, I'll count to three. If you still don't open the door, I will assume that you don't want to participate in tonight's sorority, and I will only take Wanqing with you."

"One, two..."

Before the third exit, the door opened.

The neatly dressed Yan Zhengqing appeared in front of the two of them.