I am poor, I installed [Quick Transmigration]

Flicking her hair behind her ears, Lin Shu had already prepared her emotions. She held the phone, tears rolled in her eyes, and said softly: "There was a typhoon in my hometown two days ago, and my old house almost I didn’t hold on, my dad called me just now to report that I’m safe.”

Rong Huai went to the kitchen and poured a glass of water, "Just be safe."

"So I just thought," Lin Shu's voice choked up, and he took a sip of water, "Our dad is still living in a dilapidated old adobe house, which has been exposed to the wind and sun for more than ten years. The adobe house is in danger. Half of the roof was knocked off by the typhoon and needs to be reinforced, so why not take this opportunity to renovate the old house directly.”

If it wasn't for knowing the inside story, the system would have been moved by her superb acting skills.

It is said to be repaired, but it is actually demolished and rebuilt.

The original owner first gave 15 million, which was more than enough for repairs, but it wasn't until half a year later that Lin Shu asked him for another 15 million, that he didn't know how the Lin family was repairing the house?It's straight up rebuilding.

Seeing the photos sent by Lin’s father, the foundation has been solidified and the cement bricks are being moved. The house has been half built. Lin’s father said that the workers are waiting for the final payment. Give 15.

Lin Shu raised his head and carefully glanced at Rong Huai's expression, "Brother Rong, do you think this is feasible?"

Rong Huai smiled lightly, "It's possible."

Lin Shu's tense mood suddenly relaxed, and sure enough Ronghuai still had her in his heart, she was just sullen before, and it was fine after a night.

Rong Huai sat down opposite her, holding an apple and a knife from the kitchen in his hand, peeling the apple slowly, whenever he wanted to smoke, he would eat fruit or candy to divert his attention, "The house in my hometown is indeed a dilapidated house, and it's not safe for my father-in-law to live in. We need to renovate it, so we can stay longer when we go back for the New Year."

Hearing what he said, Lin Shu was even more relieved, and burst into a smile all of a sudden, but the smile froze when she heard Rong Huai's next words: "But I can't come up with any working capital now, I'm afraid I just have to pay for it." You can spend 2000 yuan."

2000 yuan! ?

2000 yuan is not even enough to buy a bag!

Seeing Lin Shu's face full of doubts, Rong Huai threw the bank statement to her. Apart from working in the coffee shop today, he also used his free time to study the stock market and invested all his working capital in the stock market. There was no money in the bank card, only 2000 yuan in cash. Lin Shu was completely dumbfounded when he saw the bill issued by the bank.

"But it's not impossible..." Rong Huai's slender fingertips twirled, and the snow-white and silver fruit knife twirled between his finger bones. He glanced at Lin Shu's phone and coaxed her softly: "You can borrow temporarily Some, wait until I make money from the stock market, and then make up for you, wouldn't it be fine?"

Lin Shu's eyes lit up immediately.

The system felt chills down its spine, and shuddered: "Host, you are so ruthless, you actually asked your wife to borrow usury..."

Rong Huai smiled.

Lin Shu didn't hear the sinisterness in Ronghuai at all. The loan is indeed a fast way. She is still pregnant with Ronghuai's child, so she doesn't worry that Ronghuai won't help her pay back the money. She picks up her mobile phone, excitedly, Downloaded several loan apps in one go.

Rong Huai skillfully cut the apple into cubes of equal size and put it in a bowl. Lin Shu thought the apple was cut for her, and was about to reach out, but Rong Huai picked up the bowl and returned to the master bedroom.

Stretching out his hand to touch the empty Lin Shu: "..."

He Fangrong came back from a walk and saw Lin Shu sitting on the sofa fiddling with her mobile phone. She put on her slippers and asked in a low voice, "Feng Jiao, have you already told him?"

Lin Shu pursed her mouth, "Mom, I told you several times, don't call me Feng Jiao."

"Okay, mom, doesn't she have a bad memory?" He Fangrong said, "Did you tell him?"

Lin Shu borrowed more than 30 yuan through channels just now, and showed He Fangrong the money on the screen of her mobile phone. He Fangrong's eyes lit up, and she urged her: "Then you call your dad quickly."

Without saying a word, Lin Shu remitted online and bought a bag.

After all, Rong Huai will help her pay back.

The two sat on the sofa, both contented.

He Fangrong pondered in her heart, Rong Huai seemed to really like her as a girl, with so much money, she would pay as she said, when the two families were neighbors before, she used to be unbalanced in her heart, why did this kid beat her up without a father? Damn, living a more promising life than her family Junhui?But now that she has figured it out, what's the use of being successful?It's not that my daughter can handle it to death.

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After the important matter in his heart was settled, He Fangrong was in a good mood, and he could not see Rong Huai.

In her opinion, as a son-in-law, Rong Huai repaired his family's house as a matter of course. As for what happened a few days ago, she didn't care about it, because she was already broad-minded and magnanimous.

A week passed quickly, and Rong Huai became more and more sure that he was being followed, but this kind of tracking was not malicious, but rather like a professional private detective investigating him, but who could it be?

Lin Shu?

Rong Huai's intuition is not.

Just thinking about it, he stood in front of the bar and gently cleaned the glassware.

Suddenly, the wind chimes at the door rang crisply, and a young couple, a man and a woman, entered the store. The man was tall and burly, wearing a pullover sweater. It was Lin Junhui.The girl next to him is pretty and delicate, with a ponytail tied in the back, wearing a simple sweater and slacks, with a small bag in her arm, she looks youthful and beautiful, and as soon as she stepped into the store, she held her chin and praised : "This store really has a sense of atmosphere, so suitable for taking pictures."

The environment of the original owner's store is dull and unremarkable, and he pays more attention to the quality and taste of coffee, but Rong Huai has a deep knowledge in art. After he took over, he made one side of the glass on both sides into a floor-to-ceiling window, and the other side into an atmosphere Each table is filled with fresh flowers, and the afternoon sun shines through the window lattice, just like being in a fairy tale flower house.

The coffee shop is located in the bustling city center, with the city's CBD in front and the busiest commercial district across the back, so there is no shortage of customers.

After making some changes, young girls have come to check in and take pictures every day recently.

Seeing that his girlfriend liked it, Lin Junhui said triumphantly, "This is from my family."

"Really?" The girl was really surprised, she looked at Rong Huai who came over, and knew that maybe this was Lin Junhui's parents, her cheeks were slightly flushed: "Hi, may I ask if you are..."

"I'm Junhui's brother-in-law," Rong Huai smiled slightly, "What do you want to drink? I'll make it for you."

The girl lowered her head with a shy expression, obviously a little embarrassed, so Rong Huai asked the waiter to make two glasses of macchiato for them. There was a bang, he didn't tell Lin Shu and He Fangrong about his falling in love, because he was afraid of being talked about, but he was not worried that Rong Huai would know, Rong Huai didn't have the courage to tell the truth.

While delivering drinks, Rong Huai whispered in the girl's ear: "Some love may be beautiful, but choosing a mate still requires the other half to at least take responsibility, what do you think?" The fruit hard candy to relieve the craving for smoking, and handed it to the girl.

The girl froze for a moment, with a half-understanding expression.

"Let's go, the movie next door is about to start," Lin Junhui saw the time and pulled the girl up, turned around and left the door.

The two came and left in a hurry, it was just an episode, Rong Huai didn't take it to heart, he picked up a small watering can to get some water from the water dispenser, and sprinkled water on the flowers on each table.The coffee shop is the busiest at noon, because at that time, the Greenland Building opposite is on a lunch break, and there are many office buildings nearby and many office workers will come here to buy coffee.

The reason is also very simple, because the environment here is good, the atmosphere is good, and the taste is good, but as long as you are busy after the peak period, most of the time in the afternoon is very idle.

At this time, the wind chime rang again at the door, and a man in a windbreaker walked in, "Pick up a cup of Chuyun Qingcha, and bring me a cup of room-temperature American style to drink now."

In the past week, the man has come to visit every day, and he named Rong Huai, so he can be regarded as a regular customer. Rong Huai would go to the opposite Greenland Building to deliver coffee every morning. He once passed him by, and recognized him as the opposite Yi Shi Group Yi's personal assistant.

Xu Peng once mentioned this assistant to him. It is said that he once worked in a well-known foreign private investigation commissioning studio. He was good at handling private business, and he was very tight-lipped. Always poach him as an assistant.

The man wore silver-rimmed thin-legged glasses, and looked very gentle. While waiting, he leaned against the bar and chatted with Rong Huai: "Mr. Rong runs this store by himself, doesn't it feel hard?"

"Fortunately, I recruited two guys to help me, and I don't feel too tired," Rong Huai went to bed early and woke up early during this period, adjusted the chaotic biological clock, and gradually recovered a little blood on his face.

"We Mr. Yi like the tea you made very much." The man looked at the clean and gentle young man in front of him, and said softly, "He also said that if there is a chance, he would definitely like to meet you in person."

Rong Huai smiled softly, "It's my honor to be loved by Mr. Yi."

While talking, he handed the coffee to the man, but the man suddenly slipped his hand, and the coffee cup fell to the ground, splashing a few drops on the corner of Rong Huai's sweater.

Rong Huai took out a few paper towels and wiped them, but the warm-colored sweater had a few drops of brown coffee liquid on it, which was still very dazzling.

"I didn't hold it steady just now, I'm really sorry," the man hurriedly apologized, he pushed his glasses and said guiltily: "Well, you give me the clothes and I'll take them to the laundry next door to wash them."

"It's not a big deal, I can go by myself..." Rong Huai said.

"Please give me a chance to make amends," the man apologized sincerely. Under his repeated persuasion, Rong Huai had no choice but to take off the sweater and hand it to him. The man had disappeared, and there was a stack of hundred-dollar bills pressed by a book on the table.

The clerk was diligently cleaning the bar, and explained: "The money was left by the man just now. He said he had something to leave first, and returned the sweater in two days."

Rong Huai leaned against the door, thoughtful.

Half an hour later, in a spacious and luxurious lounge.

The man in the wheelchair untied his arms and ankles, and slowly stood up from the chair. There was nothing wrong with his legs, and the steel bars on the wheelchair were mainly to restrain manic complications.

On the marble table in front of him were Chuyun Qingcha and the sweater.

The man held the sweater in his hand, clenched it tightly, then covered his upturned face, and took a deep breath.

Drinking poison to quench thirst like inhaling the residual taste above.

"ha……",.