The old talk between Kun and Kun soon ended, and Mother Yang came back in front of the two of them with a bitter look on her face to marry the other one, and Mr. Li agreed."

In fact, there was no need to ask. She just wanted to delay for a while so that she could think of a solution, or she wanted to remind Mr. Li not to let Wen Wenya go so easily.

But can Mr. Li listen to her? Then Mr. Li doesn’t want to turn Wen Wenya into a money tree. No matter how much this money tree is shaken, it will only be a money tree for her mother Yang. As a big manager, Mr. Li will definitely look down on this.

Money. And the more important reason is that Wen Wenya is the daughter of a former shareholder. Does Mr. Li dare to do things so brilliantly? By then, it doesn't matter if his reputation is bad. What he fears most is that one day he will be able to go out without any reason.

He might even be chopped down.

"Okay, here are 150,000, you can count them."

Zhang Yang said as he handed over the computer bag in his hand. The money in it was just enough for fifteen stacks of hundred-dollar bills, exactly 150,000.

"This. Okay, okay! Mr. Zhang."

Mother Yang smiled bitterly. She still couldn't bear to let Wen Wenya go like this. Unfortunately, did she have other options? The only thing she wanted to think about now was to try her best to please this "Mr. Zhang" in front of her. At least to eliminate him.

Isn't it the unhappiness in her heart? Those rich kids have so much energy that they could easily make her unable to eat and walk away.

She smiled bitterly in her heart, but the work at hand did not relax at all. She counted out the money in the bag in just a few seconds. Yes, it was exactly fifteen stacks, and all of them were consecutively numbered. She had

The reason is to believe that the money was not cobbled together by others, but Zhang Yang withdrew it from the bank in one go.

"Well, that's enough, it's 150,000 yuan, Mr. Zhang."

"Yes, that's fine," Zhang Yang breathed a sigh of relief, this matter can finally come to an end.

"Then, should I go back first?"

Yang's mother may also know that the matter is irreversible, so she said a little discouraged.

"Hey, wait a minute, you accepted the money without giving a receipt? Without any evidence, how can we know whether you swallowed the money and didn't hand it over?" Li Ming was about to open the door and walk back when Yang's mother was about to open the door.

Suddenly stopped her and said.

"I, how dare I! This young master, what else do you think you should do?"

"Write a receipt"

As Zhang Yang spoke, he handed her a pen and a piece of paper, which he carried with him. He has this habit because sometimes paper and pen are still useful.

"Oh, that's okay,"

Yang's mother no longer had any temper at this time. She quickly took the paper and pen handed over by Zhang Yang, and then wrote a receipt, which probably meant that Wen Wenya had paid off her father's debt all at once.

of one hundred and fifty thousand.

"Then can I go in now? Mr. Zhang."

Mother Yang's expression at this time is no longer enough to be described as pitiful. She doesn't think about anything now. She just wants to send Zhang Yang and the three people away as soon as possible to avoid seeing her "money tree." She feels sad.

"wait".

Another shout blocked her from the door, this time it was Zhang Yang who called her.

"Zhang, Mr. Zhang, what else can you do?"

Yang's mother was quite speechless at this time. She thought to herself, these wealthy young men are troublesome. They pretend to be poor people when they go out without saying anything, and they also like to ask people to come and play with them.

"This computer bag belongs to me. Take out the money and return the bag to me."

"ah"

What Zhang Yang said really made everyone present speechless. Is that all? This computer bag is only worth dozens of dollars at most. Do you want it back like this?

"Come on, give me your skirt."

Zhang Yang took out the computer bag in Mother Yang's hand, and then he actually asked her to pick up the skirt. Mother Yang didn't quite understand what Zhang Yang meant, and it wasn't until Zhang Yang opened the computer bag and made a gesture of pouring money that she quickly picked up the skirt.

horn.

"Pa, Ka Pa,"

After a burst of noise, Zhang Yang indeed put the dozen stacks of hundred-dollar bills on Mama Yang's skirt. Then he called Li Ming and Wen Wenya and walked away, leaving only Mama Yang holding a dozen stacks of bills with the corner of her skirt.

Wan stood there dumbfounded, not knowing what to say.

After the three people walked to the elevator, Li Ming couldn't help it and laughed wildly:

"Haha, third brother, it's really yours. I even got my computer bag back. Look at that old witch's expression. It's so pretty, haha."

Wen Wenya obviously agreed with Li Ming's words, so she also looked at Zhang Yang with a smile.

"Hey, why don't you take it back? This computer bag is free of charge? Why do you want to give her an advantage?"...

Zhang Yang himself smiled happily when he recalled the expression on Yang's mother's face. Is there anything in this world that is more interesting than tormenting people?

"Haha, that's right, then let's go back now

At this time, the three people were almost outside the ", so Li Ming said this.

"Nonsense, of course I'm going back, otherwise you can still ask me to sing?"

"Okay, I'll treat you to a meal by the way. You've helped Wenya and I so much, and I don't even know how to repay you."

This was Li Ming's moved voice. After Zhang Yang heard what he said, he didn't react at all. He just moved up, down, left, right, and left to beat him. "Huh? What's wrong? Third child"

Li Ming asked strangely at his performance.

"Haha, I just want to see if this is our fourth child. Has he been transformed by aliens? He actually wants to treat me to dinner."

"Damn, I haven't had a meal like Die Feng. Don't change the topic, I'm telling the truth, thank you...Niu Shuyi"

Li Ming had a solemn look on his face as he spoke, which made Zhang Yang really not used to it. Seeing Li Ming's expression, he could only say lightly: "Brothers, there is no need to say thank you for the meal. I will go back to bed in a hurry."

Nap, next time,”

Yes, there is no need to say thank you between brothers.

If you don't say anything, I know what you mean, right? Li Ming knew what he meant, so he didn't say any more. He took the lead and walked outside the house, wanting to hail a taxi and go back.

"Huh? What are you doing, fourth child?

When Li Mingwang wanted to wave at the roadside, Zhang Yang looked at him strangely and said.

"Have a car and go back,"

Li Ming was also surprised. Didn't Zhang Yang say he didn't want to go back without eating? Could it be that he still didn't want to leave?

"What kind of taxi should we take? Take the bus," Zhang Yang said, and walked towards the bus stop.

"Ah, no?"

Li Ming raised his hands and was a little dumbfounded, trying to squeeze into the bus? Why didn't he hear what he said when he came?

"Hey, third child, you'd better take the bus and I'll pay for it," Li Ming said as he chased after him helplessly.

"You gave me money? Are you rich? You still owe a lot of debt. Hurry, the bus is coming." At this time, Zhang Yang had already seen a commercial express approaching on the highway not far away.

So a man ran over and stopped the car first.

"But…"

Li Ming hesitated for a moment. The reason why he wanted to take a taxi was naturally not because of himself, but because of Wen Wenya. Wen Wenya was a pampered young lady. When they got there just now, they were crowded with buses. He

He noticed that Wen Wenya touched his nose at that time.

Yes. There are always various kinds of sweaty and sour smells on buses with many people. Naturally, these smells are unbearable for Wen Wenya.

"It's okay, Brother Ming, I'm fine. It's not as good as before, and I have to get used to squeezing on the bus."

This is what Wen Wenya said in Li Ming's ear. Seeing Li Ming's hesitant expression, she could naturally guess that he was doing it for herself, but she was really ready to accept the life of ordinary people. Although it was hard to squeeze into the bus

, but there are also things in it that you can’t experience in a luxury car, right? Just like when I went to college just now, there were too many people in the car, and Li Ming held her whole body in his arms. Isn’t that also a kind of sweetness?

?

Wen Wenya's face turned a little red thinking of this.

"Hey, Fourth Brother, hurry up! You have to drive."

Zhang Yang had already walked to the bus stop at this time. He saw Li Ming and Wen Wenya standing there blankly, and the bus was about to pull into the stop, so he shouted anxiously.

"Oh... coming..."

Li Ming had already figured it out after hearing Wen Wenya's words. Wen Wenya was right, her previous life was over, and now it's time to adapt to the new life. Now Wen Wenya is out of Mother Yang's control

, but don’t they also owe Zhang Yang hundreds of thousands of money?

Although Zhang Yang didn't say when he wanted him to return it, as far as he was concerned, he really didn't have the face to delay it for long. After all, he was a brother, and Zhang Yang regarded him as a brother. He himself had to treat Zhang Yang as a brother, right?

Money, should you save it if you can?

Li Ming thought of this and took Wen Wenya's hand and rushed towards the bus stop. Along the way, a warm stream of heat flowed into his heart through his two clasped hands.

"Haha, luckily I caught up."

After hurriedly and slowly, we finally caught up with the commercial express line that goes directly to the big city. There were not many people on the bus at this time, so the three of us had a seat and sat down. The bus arrived quickly after the three of them got on the bus.

The ground started to move again. Li Ming saw that there was still a long way to go, so he looked for a topic and asked:.

"Third brother, how do you know that Mr. Li?"

Zhang Yang was sitting in front of Li Ming and Wen Wenya at this time. When he heard Li Ming's question, he didn't intend to hide it from him, so he turned around and said, "He is one of my customers."
To be continued...