MTL - Who Can Fall In Love After Being Reborn?-Chapter 10 I stole my father's money and gave it to you.
Chapter 10: Stealing my father’s money and giving it to you
In the early morning, the sunlight outside the window shone slantly on the bedside.
Jiang Qin opened his eyes suddenly, opened the door and ran to the toilet. After squatting on the toilet for three minutes, he stood up again in a daze, looking completely confused.
Damn it, I forgot that I had been reborn, and the problem of having diarrhea when I woke up was long gone.
But once you get up, there is no reason to go back to sleep.
Jiang Qin washed himself, hung up the towel, pushed his bicycle out of the storage room downstairs, and then went to the Jeju City Library.
When he came to the second floor of the library, he saw Feng Nanshu at a glance.
This girl was wearing a black and white plaid skirt today, with long hair hanging around her waist, and her eyes were clear and translucent. She was looking for a book on the bookshelf with her feet up. This posture made her slender waist straight and her body Leaning forward slightly, the exquisite and graceful curves are undoubtedly revealed.
“What are you looking for?”
“I want to read that book.”
Feng Nanshu turned to look at him and pointed to the upper row with his slender fingers.
Jiang Qin walked over, helped her take down the book, and handed it to her hand. Then the two of them returned to the familiar corner and sat in familiar positions.
Then, Feng Nanshu opened his small leather bag, took out an Industrial and Commercial Bank of China card, and slapped it straight in front of him.
"for you!"
To be honest, Jiang Qin himself felt a little embarrassed.
It's strange that a thirty-eight-year-old uncle would be embarrassed to borrow money from an eighteen-year-old girl.
In addition, the first thing Feng Nanshu did when she sat down was to take out this card, without even waiting for him to ask, which meant that she had always taken this matter to heart.
This is more or less touching.
Jiang Qin picked up the bank card and pinched it with his fingertips. It still felt a bit unreal.
Just standing there and borrowing the money?
He still remembers that when he took the blame and was fired in 2016, he borrowed money from everywhere to pay for the rent and received many looks. Although it was not a psychological shadow, it was definitely not a good feeling for him.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome."
“Um…what’s the password?”
“Six 8.”
The bank card passwords of rich people are really plain and simple. Jiang Qin put the card into his pocket and patted it twice. He felt relieved when he could feel the outline of the card through his pocket.
He wanted to ask how much money was in it, but he hesitated and hesitated to ask because he always felt that asking like this was a bit impolite and seemed very purposeful.
Forget it, as many as there are.
But what is saved here should be the eldest lady’s New Year’s money or pocket money, which is only 80,000 to 90,000 yuan a day, maybe less.
He plans to use the money to play around for a month to see if he can double it, and then buy an old shabby house in a bustling city to earn money for demolition.
Then return the money to Feng Nanshu and see how much is left before starting the real business plan.
“Have you applied for a bank card so early?”
“It’s not mine.” Feng Nanshu said calmly.
Jiang Qin originally asked casually, but when he heard the answer, he was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes widened: "This card is not yours, but whose is it?"
Feng Nanshu raised his clear eyes: "I stole from my father."
“You stole your father’s money and gave it to me?”
“Can...is it okay?”
Feng Nanshu's expression was a little confused, as if he didn't know whether it was the right thing to do, so he asked the question to Jiang Qin.
Jiang Qin really can’t be punished.
What kind of relationship would allow a young girl to steal her father’s money and spend it on herself?
Boy friend? fiancé? husband?
He couldn't think of anything else besides these possibilities. But the key problem is that he and Feng Nanshu are really not familiar with each other. Even if they are classmates at the same school, they are not in the same class. Although they have been reading together and eating snacks in the past few days, they have not spoken much. The money is a bit hot.
Jiang Qin hesitated again and again, but reluctantly took the card out of his pocket and gave it back to Feng Nanshu.
He is indeed short of money, because without money he can't do anything, but how can he seduce a young girl who is ignorant of the world to steal the family's money? Is this even a human being?
“You don’t want to borrow it anymore?” Feng Nanshu was a little confused.
“I’m afraid you’ll get scolded when you go home, so let’s forget it.”
Feng Nanshu shook his head coldly: "No, my dad has a lot of cards, and I can't tell if there is one missing."
Jiang Qin still waved his hand: "If it was your money, I would borrow it, but taking it without asking is stealing."
“Will you pay it back?”
“Of course I’ll pay it back.”
“If you can return it, you can borrow it.” Feng Nanshu said with certainty.
Hearing this, Jiang Qin hesitated.
At this moment, there seemed to be a little person on his left shoulder, urging him to accept it. Anyway, as long as he made up the money before being discovered, he would not run away with the money.
Jiang Qin, Jiang Qin, have you forgotten why you were so sorry in your previous life? The rules of this world are like this: the bold will starve to death and the timid will die.
Besides, borrowing money is not stealing money. At least it is legitimate and has nothing to do with your own moral standards.
Jiang Qin was convinced by himself, picked up the card again, and took Feng Nanshu to the bank.
Because Feng Nanshu didn't know how much money was in it, she was so confused, but Jiang Qin felt that since she was a creditor, it was necessary to know the specific amount.
Then again, what on earth is this girl thinking?
Aren't he afraid that he would lie to her, say 50,000 when there is 100,000, say 30,000 when there is 50,000, and take out all the hidden amounts so that she has no place to cry?
When he went to the bank to check, Jiang Qin discovered that poverty really limited his imagination.
Fifty thousand or one hundred thousand?
1234567…
There are too many digits of light here to count!
Jiang Qin opened his eyes wide and looked at Feng Nanshu in disbelief, thinking to himself, you rich people really don’t use money as money, right?
More than 6 million are put in one bank card, and the password is still 68. If it is lost, won’t you lose a lot of money?
Feng Nanshu was also looking at the screen at this time. After a while, she raised her hand expressionlessly and pointed at the string of numbers on the screen.
“Wow, you have a lot of money.”
??????”
After returning from the bank, Jiang Qin sat in silence at his desk, always feeling that today's experience was more absurd than his rebirth.
But no matter what, the matter of the first pot of gold was solved perfectly. He didn’t even need to be so cautious when starting a business. He could just do it boldly.
Go buy an old and broken-down small house, wait for it to be demolished, make a fortune, invest in stocks, and then do some business. Starting a business is not too simple.
At this moment, Feng Nanshu suddenly put down the book in his hand and looked at him with clear eyes, as if he had something to say.
Jiang Qin came back to his senses slightly: "What's wrong?"
"I want to make friends with you, and I hope you won't be disrespectful." Feng Nanshu's expression was serious.
??????”
Jiang Qin’s face was full of questions, and he was a little confused as to what the solution was.
But then, he saw clearly the title of the book he helped Feng Nanshu pick up - "How to Make Good Friends Quickly and Effectively".
Jiang Qin's mind was stuck for a moment. He glanced at Feng Nanshu, who was a little nervous, and then patted his forehead, feeling that the situation suddenly became clear.
Which **** spread the rumor that she was aloof?
This girl is obviously naturally stupid and socially intimidated!
“Actually...we are already friends.”
“Then when can you take me out to play?”
…”
(End of this chapter)
