Rebirth of the entertainment industry and the return of the queen

Chapter 572 We don't understand the world of local tyrants

Xia Ling didn't expect Nangong Qingya to be so careless.

300 billion, if you don’t give it, you won’t give it. How about being funny?She was about to cry again, and said unhappily, "A little bit of honesty, okay? You owe me money." These days, indeed, debt collectors are more miserable than debtors, woo woo woo.

The shop assistants who were watching from the side also had a hint of disdain in their eyes.

The first person to provoke was Nangong Qingya, who insisted on having everyone present as witnesses, just to prevent Xia Ling from denying the loss.But what about now?Nangong Qingya lost by herself, so shameless, is it really okay?It turns out that Ms. Nangong's integrity is only worth 300 billion...

Ah, no.

The clerks felt that they would all be brainwashed by Ms. Ye and that young man with a calm tone. How could 300 billion be described as "only worth"?It's obviously a huge sum of money, okay? Huge sum!

They sympathized with Miss Nangong so much, who exactly did they offend?

However, Xia Ling over there was still complaining about Xia Mo saying: "It's all your fault, why did you interrupt me, I was about to get 300 billion yuan, woo woo woo. Why do you want people to pay for mental damage? Look at her like Does it look like it can afford it? 300 billion is enough to ruin the family, okay? Now it’s okay, people are starting to play rascals."

"300 billion is money, isn't it?" Xia Moyan was wronged, "The interest on your pocket money is already 100 billion."

A group of shop assistants and Nangong Qingya were all shocked, no way, what did this man just say? 100 billion is pocket money... interest? !Are you kidding me? !

Everyone was in a mess.

Xia Ling asked curiously: "How much pocket money do I have?"

Xia Moyan said: "Forget it, you can't use it up anyway, the 100 billion interest is just a round number I randomly drew when I went out, and there is still a lot of interest at home."

Everyone was dizzy again, this can no longer be described as a local tyrant, okay?

Pompous, too pompous!

I was also very curious, listening to the meaning behind the words of this man, the 100 billion in this card, could it be that he gave it to Ms. Ye?Who is he to Miss Ye? Why is he so generous.

Nangong Qingya's eyes were also full of disbelief. She didn't believe that there was such a man in the world who spent 100 billion just to give a woman pocket money interest. How much pocket money should he have?

"Impossible, absolutely impossible..." Nangong Qingya shook her head.

100 billion is enough for her to fight with her sisters at home. This sum of money is huge in her eyes, but it can't even cover the pocket money of a woman she despises. How can she be embarrassed?
"Stop pretending, Ye Xingling," Nangong Qingya said, "I don't care where you got the 100 billion, and I don't care how you sang oboe with this man, anyway, I can't pay you 300 billion , aren’t you pretending to be rich? Aren’t you afraid of being exposed when you fight for the 300 billion with a shy face?”

Xia Ling smiled slightly: "I have money, so it doesn't conflict with my right to assert myself. Even if it's a fleshy bone, it's my freedom to feed it to the dogs. When will I get the dog to make the decision?"

"Pfft", the clerk who was already watching laughed.This metaphor is really ingenious. I'm afraid it's the first time Miss Nangong has been compared to a dog when she grows up so big.However, isn't Miss Nangong's words and deeds just like a mangy dog?I don't even understand the reason why I would like to bet and admit defeat, and I am so confident in repudiating my debts.

Hearing the clerk's laughter, Nangong Qingya wished she could dig a hole in the ground. It was indeed the first time she had been humiliated like this when she was so old, and she couldn't help becoming angry from embarrassment: "Ye Xingling, pay attention to your words! A grassroots is a grassroots, a little education Nothing, how did you talk!"

Before Xia Ling said anything, Xia Moyan's expression darkened slightly.

Who would dare to scold his sister for being uneducated?

From the moment she was born, Xiaoling had a very hard life, bearing the karma of the whole family's destiny. The two lives were bumpy, displaced, unable to reunite with her father and brother, and even her own son could not recognize each other.The sufferings she has suffered have already made him, the heir of the Xia family, feel very guilty. He regrets that he can't keep her by his side and watch her grow up, and he can't shelter her from the wind and rain. Now, he has to listen to others Taunt her for being uneducated?

This is not Xiao Ling's fault.

What's more, she is now clear and bright, with a kind heart, so why is she said that?

He raised his head and looked at Nangong Qingya with a hint of sharpness in his eyes: "Education? Miss Nangong will lose these two words soon."

Nangong Qingya was startled: "What do you mean?"

For some reason, this seemingly indifferent man always made her feel a little dreadful, as if there was a chill flowing through her, and she had nowhere to evade, and was powerless to fight back.

In her heart, she felt that this man was terrifying, but now that she was riding a tiger, she could only pretend to look at him arrogantly.Besides, her Nangong family is very powerful, so she doesn't believe that this man is really capable of doing something to her, it's mostly just a bluff.

Xia Moyan didn't say much, she lowered her head and said to Xia Ling, "Let's go."

Xia Ling whispered: "My 300 billion."

Xia Moyan laughed a little, this girl is really a little money fan.

"300 billion, plus the mental damage fee, not a penny less." Xia Moyan took her hand and dragged it out, "With me here, what are you worried about?"

"I'm worried that you are too lazy to bother with this little money." Xia Ling felt wronged.

The two gradually drifted away, however, the vague conversation still made everyone in the store embarrassed.What is this little money?We don't understand the world of local tyrants.

"By the way," Xia Moyan dragged her out a few steps, then turned around and threw out a card to the clerk, "The consumption of Ms. Ye just now has been charged to my account, and after all the clothes are packed, send them to This address." He took out a pen and paper, wrote an address in smooth and elegant fonts, and handed it to the clerk.

The clerks hadn't recovered from the shock, so they responded in a daze.

Xia Ling stood at the entrance of the sex toy store and waited for her brother for a while, and when she saw him come out, she complained: "I told you not to swipe my card for me, what's the matter with buying those clothes for me?"

It's embarrassing just thinking about it.

Xia Moyan still had a clear and cold face: "Is it important?"

"It's very important! How do you tell me to wear it?!" Classmate Xia Xiaoling went crazy, wearing the erotic lingerie that her brother gave her.

"The question is will you wear it?"

Xia Ling was suddenly at a loss for words, yes, even if it wasn't a gift from her brother, she probably would never touch these things that she bought through grudges. "Forget it," she slumped her shoulders and let out a long sigh, "I'm so mad, I want to eat ice cream, you go and buy ice cream for me."

Xia Moyan took out her sunglasses from her pocket, and put them on for her casually, "Why are you eating ice cream? Didn't you see so many people looking at you?" She even forgot to pretend, she is now a little queen, and she is very popular, and she was recognized by people in a short time.

(End of this chapter)