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Chapter 199: It’s Really a Hundred Thousand Dollars

Chapter 199 It’s really 100,000 yuan

When Ye Wennian was about to sleep, his cell phone rang.

"Who is it?" Ye Wennian asked.

"You took my money, why don't you remember me?" Liu Weiguang's voice came from the mobile phone.

"I have done what you said, and I should take the money." Ye Wennian knew who that person was.

It was that person who asked him to harm Mo Zhicheng and take a sum of money.

At that time, the man asked him to harm Mo Zhicheng, but he had already done it anyway and achieved the other person's goal.

Mo Zhicheng was also suspended from school for some time.

Now that Mo Zhicheng is back at school, it has nothing to do with him. After all, he has completed his mission.

Ye Wennian told that person what he said, and the other person shouted angrily: "Humph, I tell you, I will make you walk around without food."

"What can you do to me?" Ye Wennian said disapprovingly.

He is the kind of person who is not afraid of anything, so how could he be afraid of that person?

"Then I will sue you." The man said again.

Ye Wennian sneered and said: "Okay, you can sue, and I will sue you too. I don't know how you got enmity with Teacher Mo. Will there be any problems after everyone finds out?"

After hearing Ye Wennian's words, the man hung up the phone angrily.

The next day, after Mo Zhicheng finished the second period of Chinese class, he returned to the office. When he was holding a water cup and wanted to go to the water dispenser to fill it with water, the sound of a message came from his mobile phone.

Mo Zhicheng took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket and saw the message that he had received 50,000 yuan. He shouted excitedly: "Hahaha, great."

Huang Mingjiao happened to be following Mo Zhicheng with a water glass. When Mo Zhicheng shouted, she was so frightened that the water glass dropped to the ground.

"Teacher Mo, what's wrong with you? You're scared to death." Huang Mingjiao said, patting her chest.

Mo Zhicheng giggled and returned to his seat.

With fifty thousand yuan, their family's life is much better.

Chen Shuizhen looked at Mo Zhicheng strangely, wondering what was wrong with him?

Then, Mo Zhicheng's cell phone rang again, another message came through.

Mo Zhicheng looked at it again and saw that another fifty thousand yuan had been received. He was afraid that it was duplicate information, so he looked at the information carefully and then checked the balance, and found that there was really an extra one hundred thousand yuan.

"Am I dreaming?" Mo Zhicheng pinched his thigh hard.

Those bursts of pain let him know that this was not a dream, but real.

"Hahaha." Mo Zhicheng laughed again.

Huang Mingjiao looked at Mo Zhicheng strangely: "Teacher Mo, what's wrong with you? Do you want to call an ambulance? You have to look away, you are still young, you have a lot of future, you are old or young, you must pay attention

.What will happen to your family if something happens to you?”

In order to prove his money, Mo Zhicheng opened the mobile banking software and transferred the 100,000 yuan in the card to Yang Yujuan.

Then, Mo Zhicheng went to fetch water.

Huang Mingjiao came to Chen Shuizhen with a little worry: "Shui Zhen, do you think you should call the school leaders? We won't be responsible for anything that goes wrong."

"I don't know." Chen Shuizhen shook her head.

Now she doesn't want to deal with Mo Zhicheng's matter. Judging from how calm he looked just now, he should be fine.

When Mo Zhicheng saw that he had transferred the money, he went to fetch water.

After he drank a glass of water, he felt that the water was sweeter than honey.

"Ring, ring, ring." Mo Zhicheng's cell phone rang.

Mo Zhicheng saw that it was Yang Yujuan who was calling.

As soon as Mo Zhicheng answered the phone, Yang Yujuan's voice came: "Why did you transfer 100,000 yuan to me? What's going on?"

At this time, Yang Yujuan's voice was trembling. After all, it was 100,000 yuan, and her annual salary was not that much.

"Yujuan, this is my manuscript fee, and it has been transferred to me." Mo Zhicheng said softly.

When the other party transferred money just now, the information showed the magazine company and also noted "author fees".

"They didn't lie to us. It's true. It's really 100,000 yuan." Yang Yujuan said to herself.

"Yes, I will go back at noon and discuss it with you." Mo Zhicheng said with a smile.

Now that you have money, you should treat your family well and make them feel better.

In the past few years, Yang Yujuan has not bought any new clothes. Mo Zhicheng wanted her to buy some beautiful clothes.

"Zhicheng, you are awesome." Yang Yujuan shouted.

"Are you talking about last night or now?" Mo Zhicheng asked.

"You're so annoying." Yang Yujuan over there cursed and hung up the phone.

When Mo Zhicheng went to the classroom, he received a message that Yang Yujuan had transferred 100,000 yuan back to him.

Mo Zhicheng hurriedly called and asked what was going on?

"From now on, you take your own money. I won't take your money. You have the final say on your money." Yang Yujuan said firmly.

Mo Zhicheng wanted to persuade Yang Yujuan, but the bell rang and he went to class first.

When Mo Zhicheng came back at noon, Yang Yujuan had already prepared a table of delicious dishes.

Mo Zhicheng said sheepishly: "Yujuan, what did your hospital say? Can you go back to work?"

Yang Yujuan shook her head and said, "No, as long as the patient's family members are still making trouble, I can't go to work."

Yang Yujuan is very helpless. Now her work unit is most afraid of others making trouble. No matter whether it is justified or not, she should calm down the matter first and then talk about it.

"Then we need to talk to the patient's family." Mo Zhicheng said, "As long as we explain it clearly to him or compensate him a little more money, there should be no problem."

If it were before, Mo Zhicheng would not dare to say such things.

But now that he has money, he can speak loudly.

Yang Yujuan shook her head and said: "I can't give him money. I will go to the patient's family tomorrow to explain."

"I have to go to class tomorrow, otherwise I'll go with you." Mo Zhicheng said helplessly.

"No, you go to your class and I'll go by myself." Yang Yujuan said.

"You have to be careful." Mo Zhicheng was worried.

Yang Yujuan disagreed: "It's okay. I'll go there during the day. It's very safe."

Mo Zhicheng told Yang Yujuan about the money, but Yang Yujuan said she would not take his money.

Mo Zhicheng realized that this was the case, so he first transferred 10,000 yuan to Yang Yujuan and asked her to buy a laptop and mobile phone for Mo Yu, and then bought clothes for her and Mo Li.

Yang Yujuan was not polite and said she would go shopping in the afternoon.

Mo Yu came back and was very happy to hear that Mo Zhicheng's royalties had arrived.

On Saturday, Mo Zhicheng saw Li Huabing returning listlessly to Xiangyang Apartment on the first floor, so he asked: "Li Huabing, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"I am suffering from a disease of poverty, which can be cured if I have money." Li Hua smiled coldly, "Mo Zhicheng, are you laughing at me like others? If so, laugh quickly so that I can go back and rest.

"

Mo Zhicheng shook his head and said, "No, I just want to know how your day care class is and see how I can help?"

"Okay, you don't want cats crying and mice pretending to be compassionate." Li Hua smiled coldly, "Unless you help me mobilize students in the school to come to my day care class, otherwise it's all nonsense."

(End of chapter)


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