Chu Junyan's interest suddenly dropped to the starting point, and she looked at her with a depressed expression, "One million, you are a girl, it's so unsafe to hold so much money, I think it's better to leave it with Auntie
, Auntie will keep it for you..."
As Chu Junyan said this, she began to jump for joy again, and regardless of whether Chu Yiyi agreed or not, she secretly collected the check.
"That kid is really rich. How did you hit his car... Oh, no, how did he hit you? He is so unlucky."
After saying that, he looked carefully at Chu Yiyi's undamaged body. I really don't know if it's because the kid's skills are too good or if Chu Yiyi's destiny is too tough...
"Chu Junyan, let me say it again, pay off your gambling debt and deposit the rest into my account!!"
Facing this utter commoner, Chu Yiyi couldn't bear it anymore and roared to remind Chu Junyan that what she just said was not a joke!
Chu Junyan's body suddenly froze, her eyes turned, her arrogance suddenly dropped by n percentages, and she muttered, "I know!"
After coming back from the police station, Chu Junyan was always unhappy. She tried to bargain with Chu Yiyi several times, but was forced back by Chu Yiyi's sharp eyes.
Chu Yiyi had no intention of asking about her gambling debts and other matters at the moment. She had been thinking in her mind that she would first return the remaining 1.02 million to him, and then find a way to raise the remaining 1.98 million to him. In this way,
She can seek justice for herself openly!
However, she is just a student now, and even if she works part-time, her income is very little.
She majored in interior design. She usually works as a shooter for some people and takes some design drawings. The maximum commission for each drawing is only 100 yuan. On average, it is almost 50 yuan per drawing.
For 1.98 million, even if she is very lucky and can receive a steady stream of design drawings, she still has to...
Chu Yiyi clasped her fingers and counted with her hands and brain, 40,000...
40,000 design drawings. One design drawing would take her at least one day. 40,000 design drawings, that is 40,000 days...
There are 365 days in a year, that is... 82 years...
In 1982...not to mention whether the litigation period had passed by then, I am afraid she would have been buried long ago.
The sarcastic words of Xiahou Qiyang came to mind again: I'm afraid that by then, the litigation period would have passed long ago...
The little paws squeezed tighter and tighter, the mouth was pursed tightly, and the eyes were full of resentment and fierceness.
He slammed the car seat and said, "Damn Xiahou Qiyang, I will never let you get away with it!"