Chapter 576: We don’t understand the world of rich people
Chapter 576: We don’t understand the world of rich people
Xia Ling didn’t expect Nangong Qingya to be so careless.
Thirty billion, if you say you won’t give it, you won’t give it. Is it just a joke? She was about to cry again, and said unhappily: "How about a little honesty? You owe me money." These days, it is indeed harder for debt collectors than debtors, oh oh oh.
The shop assistants who were watching from the side also had a faint look of disdain in their eyes.
The first provocation was Nangong Qingya, and she insisted on having everyone present to bear witness, just to prevent Xia Ling from not admitting her defeat. But, what about now? Nangong Qingya lost herself and was so shameless. Is it really okay? It turns out that Miss Nangong’s integrity is only worth 30 billion...
Ah, that’s not right.
The clerks felt that they had been brainwashed by Miss Ye and the young man with a calm tone. How could 30 billion be described as "only worth it"? It's obviously a huge sum of money, okay? A huge sum of money!
They felt so sorry for Miss Nangong, who exactly had they offended?
However, Xia Ling over there was still complaining about Xia Moyan: "It's all your fault, why did you interrupt me? I should have gotten 30 billion, wuwuwu. Why do you want others to pay compensation for mental damage? Look at her Do you think you can afford it? Thirty billion is enough to bankrupt you, okay? Now, people are starting to act rogue."
"Thirty billion is money, right?" Xia Moyan said unjustly, "The interest on your pocket money is already ten billion."
A group of shop assistants and Nangong Qingya were all shocked. No way, what did this man just say? Ten billion is the interest on pocket money...? ! Are you kidding me? !
Everyone is messy in the wind.
Xia Ling asked curiously: "How much pocket money do I have?"
Xia Moyan said: "Forget it, you won't be able to use it all anyway. The interest of 10 billion is just a round number I casually drew when I went out. There is still a lot of interest left at home."
Everyone was dizzy again. This can no longer be described as a rich man, okay?
Exaggerated, too exaggerated!
I was also very curious, listening to the hidden meaning of the man's words. Could it be that he gave the 10 billion in the card to Miss Ye? Who is he to Miss Ye? Why is he so generous?
Nangong Qingya’s eyes were also filled with disbelief. She didn’t believe that there was such a man in the world who would spend 10 billion just to give a woman the interest of pocket money. How much pocket money should he have?
"Impossible, absolutely impossible..." Nangong Qingya shook her head.
Ten billion is enough for her to compete with her sisters at home. This amount of money, which she considers extremely huge, is not even enough to 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 these ten billion, or how you sang the double act with this man. Anyway, I can't possibly compensate you three hundred." 100 million, aren’t you pretending to be rich? Are you afraid of showing off your secrets when you compete for 30 billion?”
Xia Ling smiled slightly: "The fact that I have money does not conflict with my rights to assert myself. Even if it is a meat bone, I am free to feed it to dogs. Who will get the dog to make the decision?"
“Pfft”, some of the shop assistants who were already watching laughed. This metaphor is so subtle. I'm afraid this is the first time that Miss Nangong has been compared to a dog in her life. However, isn’t Miss Nangong’s current words and deeds just like a mangy dog? I don’t even understand the reason why I am willing to accept defeat in a bet, but I still do it so confidently.
Hearing the clerk's laughter, Nangong Qingya wanted to dig into a crack in the ground. This was indeed the first time in her life that she had been humiliated like this. She couldn't help but get angry: "Ye Xingling, watch your words! Common people are common people, a little education No one, how can you talk!"
Before Xia Ling said anything, Xia Moyan's expression on the side had already darkened slightly.
Who dares to call his sister uneducated? Xiao Ling's life has been very hard since she was born. She has shouldered the karma of the entire family's destiny. She has had two rough lives and has been displaced. She is not allowed to reunite with her father and brother, and she cannot even recognize her biological son. The suffering she has suffered has made him, as the heir to the Xia family, feel very guilty. He regrets that he cannot raise her by his side and watch her grow up. He cannot shelter her from wind and rain. Now, he still has to listen to others. Ridiculing her for being uneducated?
It's not Xiao Ling's fault.
What's more, she is now clear and bright, and has a kind heart. Why is she being said like this?
He raised his head and looked at Nangong Qingya with a sharper look in his eyes: "Education? Miss Nangong will soon lose these two words."
Nangong Qingya was startled: "What do you mean?"
This man who looked cold and cold always made her feel a little wary in her heart for some reason, as if there was a chill flowing through her, with nowhere to avoid it and unable to fight back.
She felt vaguely that this man was scary. However, now that she was riding a tiger, she could only look at him arrogantly. Besides, her Nangong family was extremely powerful, so she didn't believe that this man really had the ability to do something to her. He was probably just bluffing.
Xia Moyan didn't say much. He lowered his head and said to Xia Ling, "Let's go."
Xia Ling whispered: "My thirty billion."
Xia Moyan laughed a little. This girl is really a little money-lover.
"Thirty billion, plus mental damages, not a penny less." Xia Moyan took her hand and dragged her 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 aggrieved.
The two of them drifted away from each other, but the vague conversation still made everyone in the store look embarrassed. What is this little money? We don’t understand the world of rich people.
"By the way," Xia Moyan dragged her a few steps, then turned around and threw out a card to the clerk, "Miss Ye's purchases just now have been charged to my account. After all the clothes are packed, they will be delivered to me. This address." He took out a pen and paper, wrote an address in smooth and elegant handwriting, and handed it to the clerk.
The clerks had not yet recovered from the shock, so they responded somewhat sluggishly.
Xia Ling stood at the door of the **** toy shop and waited for her brother for a while. When she saw him coming out, she complained: "I told you not to swipe my card for me. What's wrong with you buying those clothes for me?"
It’s embarrassing just thinking about it.
Xia Moyan still had a cold and cold face: "Is it important?"
“It’s very important! What should I wear?!” Classmate Xia Xiaoling went crazy. She was wearing **** underwear given by her brother. It was so...she couldn’t think of any adjectives.
“The question is can you wear it?”
Xia Ling was suddenly at a loss for words. Yes, even if her brother hadn't given it to her, she would probably never touch these things that she bought through fighting with others. "Forget it," she slumped her shoulders and let out a long sigh, "I'm so angry. I want to eat ice cream. You go buy me ice cream."
Xia Moyan took out the sunglasses from her pocket and put them on her casually, "What else are you eating ice cream? Didn't you see so many people looking at you?" This girl was confused by the quarrel she just had. She even changed her mind. She even forgot to pretend, she was now a little diva, very popular, and she was recognized in just a short time.
(End of this chapter)