PFC Chapter 799 Making trouble
Chapter 799 Making trouble
Yes, damn it, that's how we do it.
If you don't let him eat his fill, then just flip the table and nobody will have a good time.
Where did you get that camera?
Fang Qing: What?
"Hmph, I can't let that bitch Ye Xiaotong get away with it so easily." He said, expressing his thoughts.
Fang Qing was secretly pleased, and she almost immediately hit it off with Yang Guangzong.
These two women actually dared to team up and make her lose her job? Well, they won't get away with it either.
"You rent it from a photo studio. You pay them a deposit, or you can leave your ID card there. After the photo is taken, you get the photos developed at the studio. Remember not to break the camera, or you won't get your deposit back."
Yang Guangzong agreed and rented a camera to follow Ye Xiaotong.
Unfortunately, Ye Xiaotong wasn't so easy to follow. She hitched a ride with Lin Yuyao to and from get off work, and after following her for several days, she found nothing.
"I just don't believe it, you never have a time when you're all alone."
He renewed his subscription for a few more days and continued to stake out the area.
……
On Lu Jiangting's side, he wanted Fang Qing to trigger his dreams, so he secretly went to see Fang Qing and Wang Chenchen during his vacation, but came back empty-handed.
I felt a bit irritable, as if I was missing something stimulating.
Later, he went to see a doctor, who, after hearing his story, also thought the same thing.
"You can't just sneak a peek. You must be living with her and certain images must be triggering your hallucinations."
Lu Jiangting's face stiffened.
"Hmph, I'd rather be killed than live with her."
“That’s not what I meant. What I meant was… at least greet each other like friends and say a few words.”
Lu Jiangting felt that this was also putting him in a difficult position.
No, he didn't want to deal with Fang Qing and her son.
"Never mind, I'll think of something when I get back. I'm out of medicine, could you prescribe some for me?"
"Row."
Fang Qing felt that someone was following her, but she couldn't catch the person.
She thought it might be her hallucination.
That day, the old man at the convenience store in front of her suddenly called out to her, saying that he had her phone number.
Fang Qing rushed over.
The old man gave her a piece of paper with a phone number on it.
She knew it was a call from her hometown as soon as she saw the phone number.
It might work.
Fang Qing didn't care about the long-distance call charges and hurriedly dialed the number.
The voice of Tang Xiaofen's brother, Tang Xiaoqiang, came from the other end of the line.
"Hello, are you Fang Qing?"
Fang Qing was a little excited. "Yes, that's me."
"Did you send me that letter?"
"Yes, you received it."
"Received it. You said in your letter that my sister made a fortune?"
Fang Qing: "Yes, she has a secure job now, and she also collaborates with big companies, making a lot of money. Her two children are attending schools for the wealthy, and they live in houses that only the rich can afford. Tang Xiaofen doesn't walk anymore; she rides a tricycle, the one in the photo."
Tang Xiaoqiang felt uneasy.
His grandmother told him when he was very young that he was a man and would be the pillar of the family in the future.
They said his sister was a money-loser, someone else's daughter.
He had never given Tang Xiaofen, that good-for-nothing, a second glance since he was a child, and he never imagined that one day she would be living a better life than him.
Those dozen or so photos really upset him; he had only ever seen such bustling streets on television.
Tang Xiaofen's workplace is also so nice, especially that big company, it's so grand, even more grand than what he saw in TV dramas.
Tang Xiaofen's husband is in jail, her family has fallen from grace, and she still manages to make a fortune?
Why is he so unconvinced?
You're not lying to me, are you?
Tang Xiaoqiang couldn't believe it.
Fang Qing said, "I've already given you the photos, how could they be fake? Do you think just anyone can get into our company?"
Tang Xiaoqiang thought to himself, "That makes sense."
Could it be that what she said is true?
That brat Tang Xiaofen, she really made a fortune?
But why? By what right?
At this point, Fang Qing said again, "Think about it, if she didn't have money, could she support so many people? This is a big city, even drinking cold water costs money. She has to support two children and your old lady. Think about it."
Tang Xiaoqiang grinned, feeling increasingly uneasy as he listened to Fang Qing's words.
She's a good-for-nothing brat, a money-loser. How can she possibly make so much money to support so many people?
Could it be... that Tang Xiaoqiang still doesn't acknowledge the other person's excellence, and he thought of another possibility.
"Could this brat have become a rich man's mistress?"
He thought it was possible; one of his buddies' wives had run away, and he'd heard that she'd gone off to be a rich old man's mistress.
Fang Qing on the other end of the phone was speechless, thinking to herself, "Your sister looks so unsophisticated, and she's so young, but she's dressed like a woman in her fifties or sixties."
Moreover, she has to support two children and an old lady. People would avoid her like the plague. Who would let her be a mistress?
"How would I know? You'll understand once you come and see for yourself."
After saying that, Fang Qing hung up the phone.
Tang Xiaoqiang didn't call back; he had already made a mental note of it.
Then he invited a few of his buddies to his house for dinner and drinks, and then told them about it.
They shared his opinion, thinking that a good-for-nothing girl who hadn't even finished elementary school had virtually no chance of making a lot of money on her own.
"Since we have photos, it's probably true that you're rich. Look at this one, isn't this your old lady?"
"Yes."
"You're dressed much better than you were at your house. You bought such a big bag of apples with a big smile, how could you be short of money?"
Tang Xiaoqiang stroked his chin. "Brother, you're right. What exactly did she do to make her fortune?"
“Never mind how she made her fortune. Now that she’s divorced, she’s family. The money she earned is your family’s money, which means it’s your money.” The brother patted Tang Xiaoqiang on the shoulder and said, “Xiaoqiang, you’ve made your fortune, don’t forget your brothers.”
Tang Xiaoqiang, flattered by his brothers' words, said, "Don't talk nonsense. How could a money-losing woman like her make any money?"
"Hey, you can't say that. I think the photos are genuine. Maybe she's hooked up with someone high up, and they've helped her find a job."
"That makes sense. No wonder she wanted to divorce your brother-in-law."
He didn't quite believe what Fang Qing said, but he believed his brother's words without a doubt.
I think it's probably true.
"Xiaoqiang, don't think about anything else, hurry up and go to Nancheng to find your sister and your mother."
Tang Xiaoqiang nodded, then suddenly his mind raced, and he said with difficulty, "The travel expenses are very expensive, I don't have the money for them."
"Tsk tsk, what a load of rubbish. We're brothers, would we let you get your money's way blocked by a little travel money? How about we each chip in twenty?"
This table seats seven or eight people, which is certainly enough.
Tang Xiaoqiang repeatedly said, "That's enough, thank you brothers."