sleep with wolves

Chapter 232 Red envelopes can wake up a person who pretends to be asleep

After Lu Yuan talked about the situation of these two people, Shen Yu looked at Yang Xiaotian and stretched out his hand: "Bring the phone."

"What, what are you doing?" Yang Xiaotian was taken aback.

Shen Yu leaned forward and took it from his hand, snorted lightly: "It's not easy for such a person to call him out?"

Everyone: "?"

Shen Yu: "You can't wake up a person who pretends to be asleep, but red envelopes can."

The next second, Yang Xiaotian watched him take his mobile phone to send a red envelope to that person, and suddenly called out in heartache: "Hey, wait..."

He snatched back the phone and put it in his arms, but when he looked up and saw the straight gazes of the three, Yang Xiaotian couldn't help swallowing, and murmured a few words weakly:

"Well, remember to reimburse..."

Shen Yu: "Okay, bring it here for you."

"My annual income is 300 million. I don't rely on my parents or relatives. It's all imagined by me. Is it easy for me?" Yang Xiaotian said aggrievedly.

Everyone: "..."

Right now, everyone was staring at the red envelope without blinking to see if it was accepted.

After waiting for 2 minutes, the dialogue box still did not fluctuate at all. Lu Yuan leaned on his chin and frowned and said:

"Actually, Jiangcheng gave their family a sum of money as compensation, and their lion asked for a lot."

"How much?" Yang Xiaotian stared at his single eyelid.

Lu Yuan: "Given 500 million, that kid seems to know that Jiang Cheng is a rich man, so he blackmailed a lot of money, Jiang Cheng also admitted it, and actually gave it."

When Yang Xiaotian heard the amount, he almost couldn't recite it:

"Damn it, that's 500 million. I've never seen so much money in my life. I said he already has that much money. How could he still value the 200 yuan in front of him?"

Shen Yu snorted: "Come on, who would think that there is too much money?"

Sure enough, after this sentence fell, the screen of the mobile phone displayed in the next moment:
[Xu Zhiwen has received your red envelope]
Seeing this scene, Yang Xiaotian almost jumped up, he quickly picked up his phone and edited the message, cursing and saying:
"Okay, you miser, I blow you out with red envelopes."

And the message he sent was: [Brother, hello, I want to ask you something, is it convenient to come out and chat? ]
Then, the other party sent a voice over:

"Who are you, you, I'm playing mahjong now, I'm not free."

The voices over there were noisy and noisy, the slurred voice seemed to be smoking, and the collision of mahjong was one after another.

"Then where are you playing mahjong? Dude, I want to play too. My little brother has been unlucky recently and wants to make a comeback against the wind." Yang Xiaotian also sent a voice over.

Then, the other party sent a location.

Gu Yan glanced at the location, then turned the wheelchair and left: "Let's go."

Went to meet the brother of the deceased.

His own brother is dead, but he is still in the mood to play mahjong, it is really brotherly love.

**
The mahjong parlor is located in the DC area of ​​the old city. Most of the old city here still retains the old appearance of the city, with twisted and crooked alleys, narrow and cramped. On the other side of the old city, there is a new district with rapid economic development and high-rise buildings. Lined up.

When the bell rang in the distance, pigeons circled in the sky, rustling over the sky of those dilapidated attics, leaving white marks on the red bricks and tiles.

"Damn it, bird shit is on me!"

When Yang Xiaotian followed Gu Yan and his party to the old town, he was directly presented with a big gift by the pigeons in the sky.

(End of this chapter)