Sang Yu returned home carrying clothes in large and small bags.
Open the door and you will find a two-bedroom apartment of less than 70 square meters.
The original owner's father, a gambler, was lying drunkenly on the peeling sofa. When he saw Sang Yu coming in with a bag, his cloudy eyes lit up.
"Who bought it for you?"
He looked at the bag in Sang Yu's hand excitedly and wanted to dig through it, but Sang Yu stepped back and avoided it.
"Sang Yu, have you hooked up with some wild man?" Sang Peng suddenly frowned fiercely, "I tell you, you can hook up with a wild man, but if you don't give me money, you and that wild man will never get along."
As he spoke, he raised his hand to grab the bag in Sang Yu's hand.
It was the same before. Whenever the original owner bought something, he would go through it. After searching, he would take the receipt and go to the merchant to return it and use the refund to gamble.
One time, the original owner had a stomachache and bought some stomach medicine. He clearly saw that the original owner looked very bad, but still insisted on taking the medicine away, leaving the original owner to faint at home.
Now, seeing him want to grab it.
"Dad!" Sang Yu stopped him and said with a sweet smile, "Don't worry, I'll tell you some good news."
Sang Peng paused, "What good news?"
"Wait a minute, I'll put things away and tell you."
Sang Peng was not in a hurry after watching Sang Yu carry things into her room.
After all, no matter how deep Sang Yu hides it, he can still dig it out.
But when he saw Sang Yu come out, pour a glass of water and drink it slowly, he was a little impatient: "What good news, tell me quickly!"
Sang Yu's red lips curled slightly: "The good news is that I will have money soon."
"Really?" Sang Peng's eyes widened. He came close to him and said eagerly, "Good daughter, dad knows that you are filial. If you are rich, you will definitely help dad pay off his debts, right?"
"Of course..." Sang Yu rolled his eyes and said slowly, "It depends on dad's performance. If dad cleans the room, I will definitely consider it."
"Dad, go clean it right away, right now."
Sang Peng picked up the broom and started working non-stop.
For money, he can do anything.
"Sweep it clean. The cleaner it is for dad, the more money I may be able to give dad to pay off the debt."
When Sang Peng heard this, he swept even harder.
The house is littered with rubbish, and there are messy wine bottles and rotten instant noodles on the coffee table.
In the past, it would be the original owner's turn to clean, but now, looking at Sang Peng sweeping the floor, Sang Yu slowly raised his lips and smiled.
As the saying goes.
Evil people will be punished by evil people.
It would be bad luck for him to provoke her.
It was already two hours later when Sang Peng finished his work.
And Sang Yu has already received the one million that Shen Yanzhou asked Chen Lin to transfer to his account.
Chen Lin added her WeChat account.
Chen Lin: I will pay one million in advance this month. If Miss Sang performs well tomorrow, she will pay the other half.
Sang Yu was busy typing back.
Come to my fish pond: Don’t worry, I will perform well and will not disappoint Mr. Shen, evil smile jpg.
Chen Lin looked at the emoticon she sent and fell into deep thought again:...
"Has the money been transferred?"
The voice was clear and cold.
Chen Lin turned around and looked at Shen Yanzhou sitting on the sofa. His cold white wrist was holding a financial newspaper, his long legs were crossed wantonly, and his posture was slightly lazy.
"It has been transferred." Chen Lin stepped forward and offered him a refill of hot tea with a respectful gesture.
Shen Yanzhou picked up the tea cup and asked casually: "What happened?"
Chen Lin was stunned for a moment before he realized that he had been shocked by Sang Yu's emoticon just now.
"fine……"
Before Chen Lin finished speaking, the phone in his pocket vibrated several times.
He didn't want to care.
Who would have thought that Shen Yanzhou would actually say: "Give it to me."
