PFC Chapter 263: The body hurts, the heart hurts even more
Chapter 263: The body hurts, the heart hurts even more
The blood color in Wang Man’s eyes gradually deepened, looking a little shocking.
"Auntie, since it's useless to ask you, I'll go to the police station to report the case. Then I'll go to Uncle Wang's group and ask them to solve the problem."
"I just don't believe that such a large group would watch the CEO's daughter cheat money without doing anything."
"Although she is not my biological daughter, you haven't divorced yet, so Uncle Wang is definitely not immune from the blame."
After saying that, he started to walk out, and Niu Fangshu was so scared that she grabbed him.
"Xiao Wang, look at you, why are you so impulsive..."
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An hour later, Wang Man and Niu Fangshu came out of the bank.
"Xiao Wang, take this ten thousand first, and I'll save the rest. I'm in such a difficult situation, my salary is barely enough to pay for rent and food."
Wang Man looked at Niu Fangshu, whose eyes were red and swollen, feeling unwilling and somewhat sympathetic.
"Okay, Auntie, I'll come back to you later."
After saying that, he turned and left, and found a telephone booth to call Wang Manning.
Wang Manning on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment after hearing what he said, and then asked, "Did you ask her to write an IOU?"
Wang Man was stunned: "No, why write an IOU?"
Wang Manning cursed him in her heart, "Idiot," and then poured cold water on him.
"Wang Man, you're really lucky to get back 10,000. As for 5,000, it's basically impossible. Just think of it as paying for a lesson."
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
Wang Man was stunned again when she heard the beeping sound on the phone.
Not only did I lose five thousand dollars, but I also lost my face and my mother's health.
The body hurts, and the heart hurts even more.
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On the other end of the line in Beijing, Wang Manning put the phone aside and continued with the work at hand.
If she didn't want to add insult to injury to Niu Fangshu, she wouldn't be so kind as to give Wang Man advice again and again.
After thinking about it, Wang Manning picked up the phone again and called Wang Liheng.
"Dad, Wang Man found Niu Fangshu and got back 10,000 yuan from her. As for the remaining 5,000 yuan, Niu Fangshu cried poor and said she didn't have it. Dad, you have to be careful about Min Jingyi."
"This is Wang Man, he is a civilized person. Min Jingyi must have cheated more than just him. If he really gets into big trouble, the creditors will not be able to find Niu Fangshu, they will definitely find you."
"I'm telling you the truth. Wang Man said that if Niu Fangshu doesn't give him the money this time, he will go to your group to make trouble. A group as big as yours will definitely not watch the CEO's daughter cheat money without doing anything."
Wang Liheng was horrified and ended the call stutteringly.
Wang Manning put down her phone happily.
Great! Another stone fell into the well.
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In October, the annual celebration of Xinyue Literature Network arrived as scheduled.
Wen Xin wore a beige professional dress, her long hair was slightly curled, and her light makeup made her look delicate and lively.
Tan Mu next to him was wearing a light grey suit and looked handsome.
When the two appeared hand in hand, there was a commotion in the venue.
"Tsk tsk, what a perfect couple, pleasing to the eyes."
Yang Lizhen watched from afar as the two people walked towards their table, eyes full of amazement.
Jia Ning, who was standing next to him, curled her lips and said, "Boss Tan is really handsome, but Sister Wen is a bit ordinary, with an average figure."
"This is high-end beauty. Look at how translucent Ms. Wen's skin is, her facial features are delicate, and her temperament is even more elegant. Beauty is not just about having an exaggerated front and back. That is not suitable for highly educated women."
Yang Lizhen glanced at Jia Ning with amusement.
Jia Ning really spent a lot of money to participate in this grand ceremony.
The low-cut tight skirt made her breasts pop out, and the skirt was so short that she could see her breasts when she sat down.
Her hair was done up in a slightly messy bun in the style of Hong Kong movies, and with thick foundation and fiery red lips, she looked quite low-class.
If she lights a cigarette, she will look like a seductive girl in a red light district.
In this era, for the general public, low-cut dresses only appear in Hong Kong movies. People dress formally but conservatively on such occasions.
Jia Ning's neckline was just a little bigger and her skirt was a little shorter, but she already attracted a lot of attention in the venue.
She does have a good figure, but it's too gaudy.
But Zhao Guanghui just likes this kind of thing. Looking at his eyes, he is obsessed and proud.
Ma Jun heard what Yang Lizhen said. While everyone stood up to greet Tan Mu and Wen Xin, he quietly lowered his head and whispered in her ear:
"Wife, you're right. Don't be polite to people like this. Be careful with your approach and method."
Yang Lizhen understood what she meant and pulled Wen Xin to the table.
During this period, some of Zhao Guanghui's behaviors have aroused dissatisfaction among many people in the company.
Especially the senior management and technical department people in the company were becoming more and more disgusted with his inaction and idleness.
Everyone knows that Jia Ning played an indispensable role in this, and as a result, they tend to have less respect for the couple.
At the beginning of the ceremony, many online literature masters who won the "Xingyao Xinyue Xinghui Award" appeared on the spot, and Tu Doudou caused a sensation when he came on stage.
A great writer of online literature, a PhD from Peking University, and the boss lady of Tanxin, the combination of these three identities is really shocking.
Jia Ning looked at Wen Xin shining brightly on the stage, and felt sad. She quietly asked Zhao Guanghui: "Husband, does Wen Xin make a lot of money writing online novels?"
Zhao Guanghui nodded:
"She can make a lot of money, especially since her books sell very well. I heard they have been reprinted twice. The royalties alone are higher than my annual salary."
Jia Ning curled his lips and said, "What else can you do? You can't even compare to those who write novels."
Zhao Guanghui was upset: "Baby, I have been earning more from private jobs than from my regular job."
Jia Ning glanced at the handsome Tan Mu, then looked at Zhao Guanghui's gloomy face, and felt very disgusted.
Seeing his face darken, I quickly whispered in his ear:
"I'm sorry, honey. I was just kidding you. I just think you can be better. In my heart, you are the best. No one here can compare to you."
Zhao Guanghui was successfully pleased. He straightened his chest instantly and looked at Jia Ning with a hint of emotion.
He is so lucky to have married such a beautiful and understanding wife.
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The much-anticipated master Nanmu Buxiaoxiao did not show up, and the prize was received by the editor of Xinyue.com.
No one cared about it, since two other authors didn't show up for various reasons.
The award ceremony ended and the banquet officially began.
Jia Ning pulled Zhao Guanghui to Tan Mu and Wen Xin and toasted them.
"Mr. Tan, shouldn't we also hold an annual ceremony for "Legend of Heavenly Sword"? When the time comes, don't forget that our Guanghui is the first to make contributions and deserves the highest reward."
Tan Mu curled his lips slightly and clinked glasses with the two of them.
"General Guanghui has done a great job in his position. As for the reward, the terms are very clear. Don't worry, we at Tanxin are always fair and just, and you will not be left out."
This reply is flawless.
Wen Xin couldn't help but look up and gave Tan Mu a crazy and admiring look, which made Tan Mu so amused that he gave her a wink.
Across from him, Zhao Guanghui could vaguely hear the hidden meaning of Tan Mu's words, but he had no way to refute them. His attention was on Jia Ning, and he was afraid that his wife would be angry.
Jia Ning was feeling suffocated by what Tan Mu said. Looking at the tacit interaction between the two people opposite him, his clenched teeth ached.
On the other side, Ma Jun and Yang Lizhen exchanged glances in tacit understanding, then walked over hand in hand with wine glasses in hand.
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