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Chapter 103: The Evil Prodigal Deeds of the Prospective Wife (2)

There was no time to worry about the art of naming parents. Su Mumu smiled at the enthusiastic Ah-Dai: "Brother Ah-Dai, can you lend me some money for the bus fare? I will pay it back later. If you don't believe me, I will press my phone against you."

here."

After saying that, Su Mumu took out the phone from her body and stuffed it into his hand. Duan retreated in horror, "No, no, it's our honor to help you."

Two big red bills were pushed directly into her hand, and he didn't dare to touch the somewhat old mobile phone.

Sure enough, the security guards in the high-end villa area are so rich, and they are always smart. Su Mumu sighed after taking it, and then looked at her Nokia candy bar phone with the paint peeling off. No wonder people don't want mobile phone mortgages. The aunts who sweep the floors these days use them.

It's a broadband smartphone. How can anyone look at this antique like her?

After waiting for a long time, the taxi master finally got his wish and got double the fare. According to the display on the meter, it should be ninety-seven, and double it would be one hundred and ninety-four.[

The change for two hundred yuan should be six yuan, but the master rummaged through the bag but there was no change for that one yuan. He tried to ask: "Girl, how about I give you five yuan? Do you think of the remaining one yuan as labor fee for me?"

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"Your labor fee is so cheap?" Su Mumu frowned. Although it was only a dollar, this kind of petty gain was not good, not to mention that he had already been given double the fare, so this kind of behavior could not be tolerated.

The corner of the taxi master's mouth twitched silently. For the first time, he discovered that people who live in high-end villa areas are actually more stubborn. The girl refused to give in. In the end, the master compromised and only took 190, and then the car drove away as fast as a rocket.

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Su Mumu waved the ten-dollar bill and said, "Look, if you persist, you will earn a few more yuan!"

Because I was unhappy with being bullied all afternoon, I unexpectedly found comfort in my heart by bullying others, so this person is a really jerk sometimes.

So, Su Mumu strode into the villa door in a comfortable mood.

At the doorman's office, Dumb immediately called someone: "Mr. Yi, Miss Su went in. She bargained with the taxi driver and got ten yuan back, making a net profit of four yuan."

Jian Yan looked at the surveillance video by the gate and nodded, "Yeah, okay!"

Ah-Dai hung up the phone respectfully, turned around with a serious look on his face, and slapped Ah-Dai on the back of the head, "You idiot, how dare you be disrespectful to Miss Su!!!"

Ah-Dai was beaten inexplicably: "Ah-Dai, where is that woman from? You are already short, but when you see her again, you shrink two inches into the ground."

Dumb slapped him again, "You are really stupid to say you are stupid. Miss Su is Mr. Yi's person. Who is Mr. Yi?

The entire villa was built by Shuangshi Mingyao. Our property company is just an extremely small subsidiary of Shuangshi Mingyao's real estate company.

You don’t even know the big | BOSS, and you’re such a fool, and you’re just a few seconds behind me, how come your IQ is so different?”

Asha received several slaps in succession, and finally understood, the woman of the big | BOSS, the woman of the big | BOSS actually asked their security guard for money?!

After reacting, he glanced coldly at Dumb, who was still chirping, and stretched out his hand: "I have a low IQ and I remember that the two hundred yuan you took is mine, and the interest will be doubled by four hundred."
Chapter completed!
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