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Chapter 180

Chapter 180 When people are gone, their minds are at peace

Sister Wei was very angry when faced with Wang Ximo's unreasonable argument. She continued to say to Sang Xiaoyu, "This is not child's play. We all rely on this little money to operate now. Even if you have big things, you can't let us take it."

Can you use your money as a monk to support your classmates?

She said she wants us to have five million now. I won't stop it and I'm not qualified to stop it. But we only have this little money. Do you want to use your family wealth to help others?

If others don't help, we are also ruined. We have seen many things where fish and fish are dead and the net is broken. Haven't you heard about it?

Sister Wei was so arrogant that she was so angry at Sang Xiaoyu's innocence.

Wang Ximo said that it was not a borrowing or a request, but a visit for a few days.

Sister Wei said this is the most unreliable thing. You said it was a string of rumors, but what should we do if something happens?

Wang Ximo said that if something happens, I will be responsible for it alone. Do you need to remind me?

Sister Wei said, how could I remind you? I told our factory director that this kind of thing is unreliable and cannot be done.

Wang Ximo looked at Sang Xiaoyu in confusion and said, "My old classmate, does this factory belong to you? If you don't want to lend it to me, just tell me, would it be interesting to act in this play?"

Sang Xiaoyu said: "You misunderstood. I am not acting. Although the factory is not big, I care very much about production. I really don't ask too much about accounting. They are the actual executors. Who should I ask them to ask?"

Wang Ximo also lost his patience and said: "Do you want to borrow it or not? If not, I will leave. Sang Xiaoyu, if you don't have it, I won't make it difficult for you. Now that you have it, if you don't help me, I really

There is nothing left to say.

Think about how I treated you before, can I deceive you about our relationship?"

Sang Xiaoyu said: "Ximo, I will never think that you cheated me, but what if the company behind you is not reliable?"

Wang Ximo said: "You know the house I live in now, right? I bought a duplex building for more than 600,000 yuan. It is now the best location in Meilanjiang. If you are really worried, I will mortgage the house."

Can I give it to you?"

Sister Wei said: "You are determined to mortgage the house, why don't you just mortgage it?"

Wang Ximo said: "Isn't this a temporary decision? I want to sell the house now. Can I sell it within three days? And now there is only the last day left."

Sister Wei said: "Stop trying to persuade her, we won't agree. Just go away. We can still help if you spend a few thousand yuan."

No one expected that Wang Ximo, who was gentle, elegant and bookish from head to toe, suddenly knelt at the feet of Sang Xiaoyu, covered his face and said in pain:

"Xiaoyu, if it weren't for today, and if you weren't the only one with 500,000 yuan, I really wouldn't come to you. Just help me this time, and I will repay you in the future.

, I am a man, I do what I say.”

Wang Ximo, who had just said he would leave without borrowing the money, frightened both Sister Wei and Zhao Chunling with this sudden move. Looking at Sang Xiaoyu, there was a clear change in her face.

Sister Wei knew it was over and she was moved.

At this moment, Sang Xiaoyu suddenly thought of the time when she was desperate. At that time, she wanted to steal for money, and the shocking scenes of the past were looped one by one...

Without thinking, she pulled Wang Ximo up and said solemnly: "Stop talking, I agreed. I'll take the responsibility if anything happens. Zhao Chunling, write him a check."

Zhao Chunling was stunned and immediately looked at Sister Wei.

Sister Wei said with a serious face: "Xiaoyu, don't be emotional, I firmly disagree!"

Sang Xiaoyu said with a livid face: "I am the director of the factory!"

Sang Xiaoyu turned to Zhao Chunling and said, "If you recognize me as the factory director, write the check to him immediately. This is an order."

Zhao Chunling reluctantly took out the checkbook and was about to write, when Sister Wei suddenly burst out and said: "Sang Xiaoyu, this is a factory, not a building block for playing games. Can you run the factory if you are so impulsive?"

Sang Xiaoyu said: "Sister Wei, I have always respected you very much. Just let me be the master of this matter. If he hadn't been at the end of his rope, he would never come to beg me.

He has helped me countless times, and I am determined to help him. Even if something happens, I will shoulder the responsibility."

Sister Wei pointed at Sang Xiaoyu's nose and said: "Sang Xiaoyu, listen to me. If these five hundred thousand are gone, your factory will be dead. If you insist on going your own way, don't blame me for not reminding you when you regret it."

you."

Sang Xiaoyu couldn't listen to anything at this moment. She knew that the risk was too great, but she also thought, isn't there still 50% chance of being fine? Why do you think so badly of people?

Then he looked at Zhao Chunling again.

Sister Wei knew that her persuasion was fruitless, so she angrily threw the key on the ground and said, "I won't play with you anymore. If you want to destroy yourself, no one else can stop you."

Zhao Chunling stopped writing the check and looked at Sang Xiaoyu with solicitous eyes.

Sang Xiaoyu later recalled that she didn't know what happened at that time. It seemed that something was possessing her. The Wang Ximo in front of her seemed to be her past self. How could anyone not reach out to help her?

She was unmoved and said loudly: "This factory belongs to me, open it now!"

Sang Xiaoyu, who usually had no idea in front of Sister Wei and was as submissive as a frustrated little daughter-in-law, once her harsh words became like a storm, everyone in the room became silent.

Zhao Chunling finally wrote out the check, and Wang Ximo took it with great gratitude, saying that he would do his best in the future...

Zhao Chunling asked him to write an IOU, and Wang Ximo also wrote the address of his family's house on the IOU, as well as the repayment date.

Wang Ximo ran out like a bereaved dog. He said that if he didn't see the money in two hours, his project would be ruined...

After the people left, the room was surprisingly quiet.

You can even hear breathing.

A few spectators left, leaving only her, Zhao Chunling and the keys that Sister Wei had thrown on the ground.

As soon as Wang Ximo left, Sang Xiaoyu's heart beat loudly. Zhao Chunling looked at Sang Xiaoyu's face with a special look, said nothing, picked up the key and handed it to her.

Sang Xiaoyu returned to her house and locked the door.

She thought desperately that the five hundred thousand might be wasted.

She didn't have any optimistic thoughts, but she didn't understand. She knew it was a trap, so why did she fall into it so blindly? Until now, she didn't even have a chance.

This sudden change made Sang Xiaoyu extremely desperate. She even thought that this relatively stable seasoning factory was going to have another change, and it might even cease to exist.

She felt the same as Sister Wei from beginning to end, but why did she change her mind at the critical moment? Sang Xiaoyu couldn't convince herself.

She trusts Wang Ximo, and even now she doesn't think he will lie to her, but this matter is a bit unreliable.

(End of chapter)


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