"Zeng Mei, what's wrong with you? You look so haggard."

Not all of Li Yuehong’s friends are rich. For example, this woman named Zeng Mei works in Greentown with her husband, and her children also go to school here.

While her husband is at the construction site, she usually does odd jobs.

Because they are both from Qingshan County, and the children are in the same class, they get to know each other as soon as they go back and forth, and they are relatively good friends.

"Zeng Mei, are you sick?"

Someone asked again.

"Oh, stop talking."

Zeng Mei coughed twice and turned pale.

"I just came back from the bank."

As she said that, she pulled a young man in from outside the door. He was twelve or thirteen years old, but he had dyed golden hair. At this moment, his rickety head stood there like a piece of wood and said nothing.

"What's wrong, did you hit Junfeng?"

Li Yuehong asked.

She knew this kid, he was Zeng Mei's son and Wang Haoran's classmate.

As she spoke, she pulled the child to her side and said, "Go and watch TV with Haoran and uncle."

Junfeng remained silent and silently came to the sofa and sat down. Wang Haoran called him twice but did not speak.

The woman finally shifted the topic to Zeng Mei, which greatly relieved Feng Shuangshuang's pressure. Her beautiful big eyes also looked at Zeng Mei curiously.

A little gossip ignited in my heart.

Zeng Mei sat down and said apologetically: "Originally, I should be happy that you are moving today, but this bastard Junfeng is too worried. He has caused misery to our whole family."

"Zeng Mei, what happened? It's so serious."

Whether they were really concerned or simply curious and gossiping, everyone looked very worried.

Zeng Mei said: "Yesterday afternoon, I went to withdraw money to pay next month's rent, and then I realized that the money in the card was gone. I went to the bank to check, and found out that all the money in the card had been recharged to the game by him.

It’s gone inside.”

"More than 100,000 yuan, that's the hard-earned money his father earned, and now it's all gone."

As she spoke, Zeng Mei began to sob.

"What game costs so much money?"

Li Yuehong quickly took out some toilet paper and handed it to her.

Others also found it incredible. They thought it was normal for children to play games. They didn’t expect that games could cost so much money.

Zeng Mei wiped her tears and said: "I don't know what kind of underground man he called me. I didn't sleep all night last night. I don't even dare to let his father know about this. I'm afraid his father will beat him."

Dead."

"It's Dungeon and Fighter."

Wang Haoran corrected.

"Don't talk too much."

Li Yuehong glared at him.

Although Zeng Mei's words were somewhat incoherent, everyone understood her.

The prodigal son of Zeng Mei’s family actually put all the money in the family’s bank card into the game, more than 100,000 yuan. No wonder Zeng Mei didn’t seem to sleep for several days.

No matter who you leave it to, you won’t feel good.

What's more, an ordinary family like Zeng Mei basically relies on her husband to work at the construction site to earn money. She also has to bear the rent in Greentown and the cost of her son's schooling. More than 100,000 yuan is already the entire family's savings.

Now that so much money is gone, they are even worried that Zeng Mei will collapse directly.

Li Chenyang looked at the yellow-haired boy sitting next to him and frowned slightly.

He remembered something he heard from his eldest sister in his previous life.

At a dinner party, Li Yuehong mentioned this matter. It seemed that her friend’s son spent more than 100,000 yuan at home to play games. The couple got into a fight over this matter, and finally the woman took the child home to go to school.

Later, I didn’t know why, but I couldn’t think about it anymore, so I drank pesticide at home.

Is that woman named Zeng Mei?

This possibility is estimated to be very high. He did not come over on this day in his previous life, but came for a meal the next day, and did not encounter this scene.

Li Chenyang only vaguely remembered this incident. At that time, it was Li Yuehong who told Wang Haoran to educate Wang Haoran. At that time, Wang Haoran liked to play the king and paid hundreds of dollars.

The woman was still crying, and the atmosphere in the scene was completely lost. But no one had any objections. The main reason was that this matter was too big, and for Zeng Mei's family, it was a disaster from heaven.

"Junfeng is too ignorant."

"Zeng Mei, don't be sad. Ask the bank if you can still get it back?"

"Zeng Mei, don't think too hard. If you lose your money, you can still make it back. If you suffer a loss this time, you will learn a lesson next time."

Everyone comforted me.

Zeng Mei said: "In the past two days, without telling his father, he went to the bank seven or eight times. People said that the money had been transferred and they could not get it back at all."

"I don't even know how to tell his father. The weather is so hot now, and his father is still working on the construction site, and his clothes are wet every day when he comes back. If he knows about this, I'm afraid he will be angry.

”

Zeng Mei is a virtuous woman who takes good care of her family. She also knows how hard it is for her husband to work outside the home. She usually saves money but also provides good learning conditions for her children.

But good things may not always come to good people, and it was her usual pampering that made her children lawless and dare to do anything.

At this moment, she was also in a mess and didn't know what to do.

"You can't hide this. You have to talk to your husband about it. It's already happened, and spanking the child won't help."

"Yes, the rent is not enough. Our sisters will help you get some. Don't let this matter get to you."

Several people are trying to persuade.

Listening to the conversation of these people, and thinking about what the eldest sister said in his previous life, Li Chenyang suddenly became a little irritable. He glanced at the yellow-haired man next to him and asked: "Your name is Junfeng?"

"Yeah."

The yellow-haired man may be really scared, his eyes are still a little frightened at this moment.

After all, he is a child of eleven or twelve years old. He does not understand the painstaking efforts of his parents and does not know the hard work of making money. However, after these two days of experience, he also knows that he has caused a huge disaster.

"What's your last name?"

"Jhan."

"How do you know the password of your parents' bank card?"

"It's my parents' birthday, so I tried it out."

"Don't you dare to do it again?"

"No...I don't dare anymore..."

……

Li Chenyang stood up and suddenly said: "Sister, do you have a computer in your house? Let me use it, and maybe I can get the money back."

"What, you said you can get this money back? How can you get it back?"

Hearing this, Zeng Mei stopped crying, like a drowning person grabbing a life-saving branch.

"You can give it a try, there should be half a chance." Li Chenyang didn't make things too clear.

All major domestic platforms actually have options for refunds for minors, but many people don’t understand it, and the platforms don’t talk about it.

After all, money has been earned, and no one wants to return it, even if they are underage.

Everyone has a tacit understanding not to publicize it, and naturally no one knows about it, thinking that if they recharge, it will be in vain.

But Li Chenyang knows.

This kind of news has become common in the future. This kind of thing has happened everywhere in live broadcasts and games. Compared with some, hundreds of thousands is not a big amount at all.

"Xiaoyang, the money has been transferred, but I can still get it back."

Li Yuehong took out a laptop from the room.

"It doesn't cost anything to try."

Li Chenyang put the laptop on his lap, and Feng Shuangshuang also took the opportunity to sit next to him and watched Li Chenyang search for news on the Internet.

Li Chenyang found the official customer phone number of the underground city.

Then I made a phone call.

He called several times before someone finally answered. After explaining the situation, he was transferred to another customer service channel.

The whole story was repeated again, and Zeng Mei was asked to tell it in person. After verifying the account information, the other party asked for a Penguin account as contact information.

Li Chenyang kept his own account, and soon someone who claimed to be an account manager added him as a friend. It was still a tedious step to verify the ID card information, and it was a mess. Fortunately, Zeng Mei had just come back from the bank, and the account number was a bank card.
To be continued...