Live streaming of debt repayment: attention from police all over the internet!

Chapter 37 Meng is too weak to take care of himself.

I have never seen such a shameless person before.

Meng Qing complained secretly.

Brother Kun: "I'll call your dad right now and ask him to tell you personally."

"Let's fight. It's best to get him here." Meng Qing said nonchalantly.

Brother Kun gritted his teeth and dialed Meng Chengren's phone number and opened the call. .

He said in a rough voice: "Lao Meng, your funeral home is losing money and you don't even have any wages. So just give the funeral home to me, and the original 6 yuan will be written off!"

Lao Meng: "Really? That's great. You can take it from this unlucky funeral parlor."

After hearing this, Brother Kun looked at Meng Qing with a proud face, "Then can you come here? Your daughter doesn't seem to be satisfied."

"Brother Kun, please don't worry about that little bitch Meng Qing. It doesn't matter if she's here. I'm her father, so don't worry about her. You can just take her to the funeral home. As for me, I can't go there recently."

"Okay, that's it, hang up."

Brother Kun hung up the phone and carelessly rubbed his bald head.

Brother Kun: "Originally, I could let you be a boss in name only, but you insist on showing off your power here. Now it's better."

"The whole funeral parlor is going to change owners, you can get out."

Meng Qing still sat where he was, not even moving his buttocks.

"I didn't say Meng Chengren could make the decision."

Brother Kun frowned: "Your dad owes me 6 yuan! If you don't give me the funeral home now, your dad will buy it from you."

"When I was a kid, you earned more than 6 yuan in salary from this funeral home over the years, and you didn't do any work yet. How dare you want my funeral home?"

Brother Kun was about to say something when Sister Kun pulled him aside.

"Why are you pulling me?" Brother Kun asked irritably.

Kunmei lowered her voice: "Brother, Meng Qing is different from before. She is no longer the cowardly Meng Qing, so we have to find other ways."

Brother Kun looked at her, "Do you have any idea?"

Kunmei nodded, "Hold your phone for me later, I want to live broadcast."

Although she doesn't have many fans, in the Internet age, as long as she mentions Meng Qing's name, everyone will naturally side with her.

Brother Kun nodded: "My sister is still smart and knows how to use the Internet to bully Meng Qing and make her obediently hand over to the funeral home."

"Don't worry, we have secretly sold this funeral home. It's been a year and no one has found out. This time we will ask Meng Qing to give it to us face to face. Then we won't worry about others knowing about the secret sale. ."

There was calculation in the eyes of the brother and sister.

After discussing the countermeasures, Brother Kun took the initiative to walk back and let his girl come on.

After all, two women are in a drama.

He just needs to do the live broadcast.

The cover of the live broadcast has the word 'Meng Qing' written on it, so there must be a lot of people watching it.

Kunmei immediately threw herself on the ground and hugged Meng Qing's legs, crying to the sky: "Qingqing, please have mercy on us. Every time you come to the funeral home, you always yell at the clean room we just cleaned, and now... …”

The camera shot the ground at the right time.

The other eight people were very busy and busy, and the camera also captured their voices cleaning and complaining in low voices.

[Meng Qing is so pitiful, has she been tricked again? 】

[The complaints are so loud. It seems that they are deliberately telling us netizens to listen, and they want to use our hands to net Meng Qing. 】

[This time I trust Meng Qing unconditionally. 】

[I really don’t know what qualifications you have to challenge me, Sister Meng! 】

[No wonder we waited outside the paper shop for a long time today but didn’t see Sister Meng. It turns out that Sister Meng was tied up here by them. 】

[Call the police, call the police, don’t bully my weak Qingqing who can’t take care of herself~]

[Meng. is too weak to take care of himself. Qing: I can kick through the wall with one kick (_)]

Brother Kun didn't know that the netizens were scolding him. He held the phone so low that he couldn't see the screen.

Kunmei knelt on the ground and her legs hurt, and she secretly cursed Meng Qing for not cooperating with the performance.

"Qingqing, please stop making trouble, okay? I've been kneeling down for you since I was old."

Meng Qing pulled her legs away suddenly, and Kunmei accidentally fell to the ground.

She cried loudly and yelled in grievance.

Meng Qing thought they were clumsy, "Selling my funeral home to others privately, why are you pretending to be here?" Meng Qing continued: "It doesn't matter if the live broadcast is on, those lovely netizens must have called the police on me."

"Impossible, impossible..."

Brother Kun said several impossibilities in a row. I don't know whether it was impossible that Meng Qing already knew about their private sale of the funeral home, or whether it was impossible for netizens to help Meng Qing call the police.

Kunmei also came forward and looked at the comments on her phone together. They were all for Meng Qing.

Kunmei: "It's almost closed!"

Brother Kun hurriedly turned off the live broadcast room.

"Hello, police. Who's causing trouble?"

Meng Qing pointed at Brother Kun and others: "They, the one who coached Brother Kun, even sold my funeral parlor privately."

The police officer knew Meng Qing as an old acquaintance. Hearing this, he said, "Okay, come with us to the police station for investigation."

The group of people was taken away again.
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Meng Qing settled the accounts with Brother Kun at the police station before returning to the paper shop.

The funeral home has been re-managed.

"My dears, my matter has been taken care of. Don't worry."

[That's good, that's good. 】

[Through this incident, many people must know about Sister Meng’s funeral home. Sister Meng, don’t worry. 】

[Sister Meng, I want to buy paper to stab someone, can I mail it? 】

Meng Qing said: "Okay, you can just send me the address privately."

[Ok, ok! 】

[Is paper pricking people really useful? 】

[How long has it been and you still don’t believe in Meng Qing’s skills? 】

[Sister Meng, I also sent you a private message, please check it carefully! 】

Meng Qing nodded: "I understand."

At the end of the broadcast, she successfully sold six paper figures.

Meng Qing turned off the live broadcast and looked at the message Li Gang sent her.

"The Heavenly Master Lu Tianfang has always listened to is named Meng. He doesn't know anything about the rest." '

"Surnamed Meng? Tianshi Meng..."

"Do you still know Meng Chengren, Meng Tianshi?!"

Meng Qing frowned and looked at Master Feng.

When Master Feng saw her like this, he understood that she didn't know Master Meng.

Meng Qing: "Meng Chengren is my father, doesn't he have the same name?"

Master Feng was surprised. He did not know that Meng Qing's father was Meng Chengren, but it was possible that he had the same name.

Master Feng: "You two don't look alike, maybe you really have the same name."

"Can you draw? Draw it for me." Meng Qing suggested.

"No." Master Feng, "Then do you have a photo of your dad? I'll know just by looking at it."

Meng Qing lay on the table and shook her head.

Master Feng's mouth twitched: "You don't even have a photo of your dad! Don't you take a photo together?"

Meng Qing was silent. The original owner didn't, so naturally she didn't either.

So how on earth do we know that Master Meng is Meng Qing's father?
Suddenly, Meng Qing had a flash of inspiration.

She can go to the original owner, the old master. When he was called out, they went to the bank to make money together~

"You are not allowed to sleep at night and I will take you to see someone."

Master Feng felt that something was wrong and trembled: "Why...at night?"

Meng Qing: Hey hey hey hey.

Master Feng:......

　Ask for a recommendation ticket~

　　


(End of this chapter)