Usury, compound interest, or forced borrowing, the interest alone is enough to last a lifetime.
Wen Yan felt dizzy and closed his eyes, not wanting to listen to Liang Fengling's nonsense.
She took out a secondary card from her bag and threw it into the scarred man's face.
"There are 400,000 yuan in this card. Is it enough? If it's not enough, I won't charge you. You can complain to the police. Don't think I don't know that you are selling sheep over dogs and defrauding her of the little money she has in her pocket to make loan sharks. Don't think that 400,000 is not enough. Look, if things get serious, your mahjong room won’t be able to make a dime!”
This kind of mahjong room is irregular and hidden in a residential building. If people make a big fuss, no one can escape if it is sealed, banned or detained.
But it would be difficult for Wen Yan to deal with it without spending money to eliminate the disaster, so as not to cause trouble in the future.
She didn't know how many times she would have to help Liang Fengling clean up such a mess.
After saying the cruel words, Wen Yan removed the wine bottle from the scarred man's neck and dragged Liang Fengling towards the door.
The gangster wanted to stop him, but was forced to stop by her cold eyes.
Wen Yan walked swiftly in high heels and pulled Liang Fengling out of the residential building before shaking off her hand.
Seeing that Wen Yan was indifferent, Liang Fengling collapsed on the ground, patted the ground with her slippers, and cried loudly: "I don't want to drag you down, just hit me to death! I shit and pee and stretch my daughter. If you haven’t enjoyed a single day of happiness, your fingers will be chopped off... I say to you, have a child as soon as possible and tie up Zhou Tingxun!"
Wen Yan was trapped in the quagmire of Zhou Tingxun and had to listen to Liang Fengling's complaints. For a moment, she wanted to give up her burden.
Liang Fengling was not aware of it and began to teach her experience: "Mom will teach you how to prick a few holes with a needle..."
It's always like this, always like this, Liang Fengling never cares about her feelings.
To put it bluntly, this was how Liang Fengling got pregnant with Wen Yan when she was forced into marriage. She thought that her wishful thinking was very good, and she thought that if she was pregnant with this child, the rich man would definitely marry her. But what's the result?
Reality taught Liang Fengling a hard lesson. That man neither admits his debt nor is he a rich man. Except for the fact that the scam is true, everything else is false.
Wen Yan couldn't bear it any longer and looked at Liang Fengling with cold-blooded eyes, "You might as well just hit her to death."
Then, under Liang Fengling's stunned eyes, she stopped a taxi and left.
Wen Yan didn't know how to get back to the small bungalow. He felt like the world was spinning and he was dizzy.
The moment I kicked off my high heels, my phone vibrated.
She took out her phone from her bag, and a WeChat message appeared on the screen.
Lu Yili sent a message, just three words.
Is it better?
Wen Yan did not reply and exited the chat interface with Lu Yili.
There was a little red dot in her circle of friends. She clicked on it and saw that Lu Yili, who had not posted anything for ten thousand years, shared a song.
"Scandal·SHE".
Wen Yan hasn't watched any dramas recently, but she also knew that it was an episode of a certain film and television drama, produced by a well-known music producer.
This drama is currently on the air, and the ratings are pretty good. The most important thing is that Lin Luxi plays the leading role for the first time after the scandal with Lu Yili.
Resources have completely soared.
Forget it, what does any of this have to do with her?
Before his brain could react, Wen Yan clicked a thumbs-up, then immediately canceled the thumbs-up when he noticed it.
Wen Yan exited WeChat and planned to read Xiao's book. As soon as she entered, she was shocked by the number of likes on the note exceeding 10,000.
To be honest, Wen Yan was surprised. She just posted it casually and didn't expect so many people to pay attention.
The comments section was buzzing with activity.
The comment with the most likes is: [Look what treasure I found, it’s the giant bouquet shop in Linluxi! Sisters, rush for me! ]
Wen Yan clearly distinguished between the Internet and reality, so she naturally didn't take it seriously. She went to work within a few days.
The flower shop was suddenly overwhelmed with orders, and Wen Yan couldn't handle it alone, so he had to ask He Xueqing to help.
He Xueqing said in one sentence: "Oh my god, someone must have found out that you are the owner of 999 Pink Snow Mountain Roses. Nowadays, netizens have very strong purchasing power, so you just wait to become famous overnight."
Wen Yan, who became famous overnight, didn't dare to think about it. She wrapped the bouquet and smiled slightly: "After a while, who still remembers me."
He Xueqing thought so, too.
The Internet has memory, but netizens who surf have poor memories. The traffic originally brought by hot spots can go as quickly as it comes.
After finishing all the orders, both of them were exhausted.
It happened that He Xueqing brought a camera, and with a click of the shutter, the beautiful picture of Wen Yan holding flowers was frozen.
The flash light came on, causing Wen Yan to shield his eyes, "Xue Qing, what are you doing?"
"I'm sorry. I photographed you because you were so arrogant. It was so atmospheric." He Xueqing touched her nose in embarrassment.
Wen Yan was not a natural model, but she had a strong sense of camera, but she wholeheartedly resisted being photographed.
She glanced at He Xueqing's camera. It was a commemorative model and cost hundreds of thousands, so it wasn't cheap.
He Xueqing tilted the camera and showed it to Wen Yan. In the shot, she was wearing a cheongsam and holding a flower on the side. There were no expensive jewelry. The flowers and cheongsam were the most beautiful embellishments.
"Delete it" was about to blurt out, but Wen Yan swallowed it back.
