PFC Chapter 114 How to calculate the money?
Chapter 114 How to calculate the money?
"That's great." Huo Yan said with a smile.
Huo Yan smiled and buried his head in eating, but his eyes were suddenly covered with a layer of mist.
Huo Yan suddenly asked, "Ali, how do you know about the fifty thousand yuan?"
Ali was stunned, his face looked a little unnatural, and said:
"I saw it when Liu Xiaojiao put the money back on your bed."
"Did Liu Xiaojiao take the money?"
Huo Yan was speechless, but Liu Xiaojiao said it was not her.
"What else? Don't question her. We're in the same dormitory. It's not good."
As Ali said this, he picked up a piece of egg and put it in Huo Yan's bowl.
"Oh...I know." Huo Yan responded sullenly.
It was Liu Xiaojiao who took it, and she was indeed surprised.
It's all in the past, and she won't ask about it again.
Huo Yan had just put down her chopsticks when Lu Zeng called and said he was coming to pick her up.
It was still the same excuse: "Mr. Zhou wants to see her."
Huo Yan rolled her eyes. Zhuang Zhoucheng didn't want to see her at all. If she went to his place, he would be busy.
"I'm in an unknown place, please stop bothering me... Why can't I hear you..."
He hung up with a "click".
Huo Yan threw his phone on the table and snorted.
"That person?"
Ali was cleaning the table and asked casually.
"No, it's his driver. He keeps saying that their boss wants to see me, but every time I go there, his boss is very busy and doesn't even look at me. That driver is deliberately making trouble for me. I won't go." Huo Yan said impatiently.
"Some people like to show off like this, thinking they are so great, but in the end they are just followers and errand boys." Ali snorted.
Ahri was talking about Black Panther.
Everyone around Young Master Qian acts as if they are worth more than 2.58 million.
So she said she could understand what Huo Yan said.
"Ah Li, do you have a part-time job? Give me a ride."
This was the second reason why Huo Yan came to find Ali.
"Can you do graffiti on the roller skating rink?" Ali asked her.
Huo Yan nodded: "Yes, yes, yes, I like graffiti. I have graffiti for Ji Wuwei's hotel before, so I have some experience. How do you calculate the fee?"
"It seems to be three thousand. You can ask for the specific amount after contacting them." said Ali.
Huo Yan's eyes widened: "Three thousand?"
Ji Wuwei gave her 500,000 yuan, and she knew it was a friendship price.
But when I heard the market price today, and thought about the 500,000 yuan, I felt really guilty.
Huo Yan asked again: "Is the venue big?"
"It shouldn't be small, do you want to do it?"
"Do it, do it, we have to do it, Ali, if you get the money I'll treat you to a banana split."
Ali also laughed, "Come on, save the money yourself."
As Ali spoke, he took out the contact's phone number and gave it to Huo Yan, asking Huo Yan to contact the person himself.
Huo Yan thanked him cheerfully, and when he left, Ali said:
"If you have nowhere to go, come to my place. I live alone anyway."
Huo Yan nodded repeatedly, smiled and waved:
"I see. You go back. I'm leaving."
Ali watched Huo Yan leave and stood outside the door for a long time, feeling a little melancholy, but then smiled inexplicably and turned to go into the house.
Her current relationship with Young Master Qian is a bit unclear.
Apart from occasionally coming over to sit with her during the day, Young Master Qian never stayed overnight at her place.
Almost no one believed that Young Master Qian had no relationship with her.
At night, the door outside was banging loudly.
Ali lay down and then got up again.
Ali’s first reaction was of course that Young Master Qian had arrived, and then her second reaction was why he didn’t call her first. Was he drunk?
As soon as the door opened, Ahri was pressed against the wall by the intruder, and a barrage of kisses fell on her face.