Hu Fu Wu Bei Zhao Nianxia

At 04:30 in the morning, in the security room of the community.

Wu Bei, Luo Hu, and Qi Jinlong looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes.

After thinking about it, Wu Bei decided to tell Qi Jinlong the truth. Now the development of the matter is far out of his control.

Qi Jinlong touched his sweaty forehead and looked at Wu Beidao: "It means that he was rich during the day, but now he's bankrupt?"

Luo Hu shook his head like a rattle drum and explained: "It's not bankrupt, it was locked by my dead old man, and the money is still in my card. I just need to change the password again. The problem is that I have to go back to the imperial capital to operate it."

"Are you allowed to speak?! Get out of the corner!"

Qi Jinlong furiously pointed at Luo Hu.

The latter smacked his lips twice, crouched in the corner with his head in his arms, and muttered a few words in a low voice.

Qi Jinlong looked at Wu Bei again with a bitter face: Brother, you are not cheating me purely, I licked my big face and swore to my boss that 30 yuan will not be less.

"Ugh.."

Wu Bei sighed helplessly, and told Qi Jinlong that Luo Hu still had a luxury car in the repair shop.

"What do you mean? Let me deposit [-] first?"

Qi Jinlong became anxious for a moment, pointed at Luo Hu and scolded: "It's not that I look down on people with my dog's eyes. Brother Wu, look at the urine of this guy, which one has the temperament of a rich second generation? I guess he is a liar. What kind of car can sell for 600 yuan?" Ten thousand? Amphibious! He is using you as a mountain cannon!"

"It's worth 600 million.."

Luo Hu's excuse is that he remembers to eat but not to fight.

"You're so stupid, aren't you!"

Qi Jinlong stood up violently, making a gesture to untie his belt.

Wu Bei stretched out his hand to stop him, and frowned to persuade him, "Okay brother, let's think about it together, it's a serious matter."

Everyone's experience is different, and knowledge is naturally different. Some people think that 600 million is an astronomical figure, while others think that 600 million is just a drop in the bucket.

A very important self-discipline for adults to master: it is to restrain your desire to correct the mistakes of others.

Qi Jinlong shook his head like a rattle drum: "I have nothing to do. If I can't get 30, my boss really dares to pick off my waist to pay for it!"

Speaking of "picking the kidneys", Wu Bei and Qi Jinlong looked at Luo Hu at the same time.

Luo Hu shuddered, and covered his lower back in horror: "Don't make love, I'm not married yet."

After all, Wu Bei is really not that cruel. After bowing his head and thinking for a while, he asked Qi Jinlong, during the day, you said you had a bill...

Qi Jinlong pursed his lips and said: "Pull it down bro, it's a dead debt, do you understand what a dead debt is, it's just..."

"If you have an IOU, it's not a bad debt! Let's try!"

Wu Bei interrupted directly.

His father, Wu Shihao, can be regarded as one of the first batch of real estate developers in Chongshi. As his son, Wu Bei grew up in that environment since he was a child, and he is also familiar with some business tricks.

And Wu BeiJi very cunningly used the word "we" to include all the people in this room.

His idea is very simple, first use the money to fill up Luo Hu's hole, and then he will calculate slowly with the dog when he is done.

He trusts his intuition, the appearance of a rich man can be acted out, but the habit of lavishness is difficult to pretend.

Luo Hu definitely came from a rich or expensive upbringing. If I could give him a hand, maybe the old man's hospital bill would not be a problem.

The most important thing is that he has been forced to this point now, and he can't do without dragging Luo Hu.

Qi Jinlong wrinkled his nose and replied: "I want IOUs, but it's really hard to get them. Aoxue Group, do you know that the person who owes us money is the manager of the project department of Aoxue Group. In the past two years, Aoxue Group has been very popular and has undertaken the There are many projects in the city, not to mention us, the banks have no temper."

Hearing "Aoxue Group", Wu Bei instinctively fell silent again.

Maybe from Wu Shihao's point of view, he especially didn't want to have the slightest interaction with anyone in that circle.

Qi Jinlong puffed his cheeks and blew: "I just said, this money is not easy to ask for. If you have time, it's better to think about how to take off his waist..."

"Accept! We accept this job!"

Wu Bei's heart skipped a beat, and he stood up with his fists clenched.

After the final decision was made, Wu Bei called Shang Qi Jinlong and Luo Hu to go out. He didn't want Uncle Ren to see him come back after provoking so many people, and he didn't want to let the residents of the community dictate.

Fortunately, it was summer, and it was already dawn after five o'clock. This weird trio was wandering the streets like ghosts.

"Grumpy..."

As he walked, Luo Hu stopped, looked up at the breakfast shop across the street, and smacked his lips.

"My mother, what can I do, cooking No.1, you are such an animal!"

Qi Jinlong stared at his bloodshot eyes and kicked Luo Hu's ass.

Wu Bei laughed, and waved his hands generously: "If a worker wants to do a good job, he must first sharpen his weapon! I invite you!"

Luo Hu made a heart-shape flickeringly and fawned on her lips, "Dear, second brother loves you, heart-piercing love, wait until I return to the imperial capital..."

"Snapped!"

Qi Jinlong went up and just slapped him on the back of the head, scolding him impatiently: Even eating can't stop your sad mouth...