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"Ding Ling Ling Ling--"

The phone rang suddenly, and Ni Qingming looked at it as his mother.

She sneered and connected the phone.

"Qingming, did you borrow any money?"

Wang Fenglan still has a gentle and drizzle voice.

"I borrowed a thousand yuan from my boss."

Ni Qingming said truthfully.

"What!?" Wang Fenglan's voice suddenly became sharp. "Do you have any interest in letting you go out and borrowing such a small amount of money, you can't borrow it, right?"

"Mom, where do I go to borrow money? There are students around me. Everyone is overwhelmed by themselves, so how can I get money!"

Ni Qingming answered coldly.

"What's the use of letting you go to college, huh?"

Wang Fenglan dared to talk back when she saw her, even more furious.

"I went to college with the money I earned myself. What's wrong? Mom, an adult, can't even borrow five thousand dollars?"

"You're still teaching me, now your mouth is stiff?"

Wang Fenglan was so angry.

"What do you do with your father!? I don't want to fight with you now!?"

Wang Fenglan was so angry that she could think about it again. It's really not the time to quarrel.

"I only have one thousand yuan here, and it's probably enough to buy Ni Rongjian's mobile phone."

"What, sell the phone?"

Wang Fenglan said in surprise.

"I don't want to sell my phone... That **** Ni Qingming..."

Wang Fenglan's words were heard by Ni Rongjian, and she immediately cursed there.

"Well, don't sell, don't sell!"

Wang Fenglan hurriedly expressed his consolation.

"No, you go and think of a solution!"

Wang Fenglan comforted Ni Rongjian, and then said viciously into the phone.

"I do not know what to do!"

Ni Qingming quickly hung up the phone, and the phone was turned off.

She cleaned up her things and went out.

She doesn't have much money to live in school, and she usually lives in the cafe opposite the school.

Because working there, the proprietress is from Hong Kong and she is very nice. Anyway, she needs someone to look after the shop at night.

After Ni Qingming packed up his things, he took the bus and went to the vicinity of the school.

When I arrived at the tea restaurant, it was already more than nine o'clock in the evening. By this time, it was not very busy.

"Sister Jiao."

Qingming walked to the counter and handed the money borrowed before to sister Jiao.

"What's wrong, don't you need it?"

Sister Jiao asked aloud.

"I don't need it for the time being, thank you Jiao Sister, I will put things up first, and then I will come down to help."

Ni Qingming thanked him.

Going upstairs with the suitcase, sister Jiao is actually very pitiful.

She is a Hongkonger, her husband stays in Shenzhen all year round, and later found a junior in Shenzhen.

After Sister Jiao found out, the two divorced.

She is a housewife. Without a man, she has no support. With a sum of money, she opened such a tea restaurant near the university town.

Probably because of the authenticity, plus the price!

The tea restaurant is getting worse and worse, and it's not working at a loss.

This is why Ni Qingming borrowed money from her, and she was only able to take out one thousand yuan.

Ni Qingming went upstairs, sorted out his own things, put on work clothes, and then went downstairs again.

"Qing Ming, has something happened at home!?"

As soon as Ni Qingming walked down, Sister Jiao walked up to her.

In the past few days, she looked in her eyes, and Qing Ming sighed.