I have to say, Gu Mingfei is really... very weird.
At first, she relied on the 3,000 yuan given by Zhang Xin to survive. After working at Club No. 5, she actually made a lot of money every month. After all, Miss Gu has been too high-profile since she was a child, so she is envious of those who are jealous of her.
Too many. Now that you have the opportunity to get up close or humiliate her, how could you let it go?
Even if she can't sleep with her for the time being, there are still many young men who are not short of money who will come and give her drinks. After all, it's good to get a little advantage, so she has an income of at least 20,000 to 30,000 yuan every month, and at most
However, the eldest lady now only has 2,000 yuan in cash. Not only has she not paid off Zhang Xin's debt, she even owes another 250,000 yuan in loan sharks.
For things like loan sharking, the surface is 250,000 yuan. If you really want to pay it off, it will probably cost at least 1 million yuan. Of course, if you meet a conscientious lender, you may be able to get it done with 500,000 yuan.
Three years of prison life have smoothed away the original arrogance, but deep down in my heart, I still have a little stubbornness. I feel that only if I am well-dressed and the bag in my hand is expensive, can I maintain my poor self-esteem.
Will be looked down upon by others.
Therefore, all the loan sharks were used to purchase luxury goods. There was even a dress with a tag that had not yet been removed, and an unopened bag of a certain brand. The prices were 88,000 and 68,000 respectively.
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As everyone knows, self-esteem can never be supported by a brand-name bag and a dress. No matter what society, only strength can explain everything.
After Ming Fei checked these items one by one, she put the ones that could be returned together, and those that couldn't be returned directly took pictures and posted them on Xianyu.com. It was all money.
After finishing this, it was already seven o'clock. Mingfei got up and went out, and found that the little guy was still sleeping, so she ignored him and went downstairs to buy breakfast. After all, there was only one half-rotten tomato at home, and there were no other ingredients.
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There are two breakfast stalls and a breakfast shop downstairs.
The stall sells rice porridge, fried dough sticks, tea eggs, and sweet minced meat cakes, while the shop sells wonton noodles.
Mingfei went over to pack two portions of three-fresh wontons, and the proprietress obviously knew her. While packing, she asked, "Where is your son?"
Ming Fei said that the child was sleeping at home, then she took the wontons, paid for them, and walked back.
In the shop, the proprietress sighed: "It's not easy for a woman to take care of a child."
Mingfei didn't hear what the boss said later.
After going upstairs and just taking out the key, I heard a soft cry coming from the house.
Mingfei held her forehead and her hand stopped when she opened the door. There were two things she was most afraid of. One was the old man being rude and rolling around, and the other was the crying child.
After all, these two types of people cannot be killed directly and need to be treated humanitarianly.
But no matter how depressed you are, you still have to go in.
Hearing the sound of opening the door, the little guy who was wiping away his tears suddenly raised his eyes. There were still tears on his face, but he already had a smile on his face: "Mom, Bobo didn't cry, Bobo was good." Then he wiped hard with his two little hands.
With tears on his face.
Mingfei didn't know why, but her heart trembled for a moment, and she felt a little tenderness: "Well, Bobo is great, I'll reward you with something delicious." She took out a lollipop, "But,