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944 Borrowing money, it is good to have inside information

Uncle Nine Emperors and Wang Jinling didn't care whether Su Rou's plan would fail. In their opinion, Su Rou was no different from the dead. Feng Qingchen felt that it was better for Su Rou to be alive, so let Su Rou continue to live.

Compared with Su Rou's life and death, they were more concerned about who was behind the fire in the Beast Garden? And the safety of Feng Qingchen.

Therefore, for the sake of Feng Qingchen's safety, even if Feng Qingchen had no injuries on his body, he would say that he was burned, and it was very serious.

It's not that Uncle Nine Emperors and Wang Jinling deliberately messed with Feng Qingchen, but only by saying this, Uncle Nine Emperors and Wang Jinling could take advantage of the situation and use the opportunity to stir up the water in the imperial city so as to find out the mastermind behind the scenes.

In order to make it look like he was seriously injured, Feng Qingchen put bandages on his body and arms. Fortunately, Feng Qingchen's face was exposed at that time. Everyone in the animal garden knew that Feng Qingchen's face was not burned.

Only then was he able to escape without a thick bandage.

Just putting on a bandage was not enough. Feng Qingchen had to lie on the hospital bed all the time to avoid exposing her secrets. It was fine for a day or two, but as time went by, Feng Qingchen got bored and counted her hair on the hospital bed.

"It turns out that pretending to be sick is a technical job, and I can't survive this life." Feng Qingchen rolled on the bed, while Tong Jue and Tong Yao laughed sullenly and did not dare to say anything.

Because Feng Qingchen was "seriously injured", even if someone came to see a doctor, Feng Qingchen did not need to be treated as a patient. In order to avoid exposing her secrets, Feng Qingchen would never see anyone she could see. There were only a few people who could talk to her.

People in the know, but everyone in the know is busy.

Uncle Nine Emperors and Wang Jinling wanted to investigate the fire. The master of Xuanyi Valley was busy accompanying Yun Xiao. One day he met Cui Haoting and pestered Cui Haoting again. If Cui Haoting had not been the sixteenth son of the Cui family, Xuanyi

The owner of the valley would most likely pin him down on the bed and make another incision on his wound.

You can't afford to mess with medical lunatics or anything like that.

Everyone has something to be busy with. Even Tong Jue and Tong Yao are extremely busy. Feng Qingchen is even more bored. If he didn't know that the overall situation is the most important thing, Feng Qingchen would have removed the bandages long ago.

When Feng Qingchen was so bored that someone finally came to relieve her boredom.

"Su Wenqing, are you here to visit the patient?" Feng Qingchen stood up with one hand and motioned for Su Wenqing to sit down.

"You look like you are sick." Even so, Su Wenqing still obediently offered the supplements.

Feng Qingchen looked at Su Wenqing's pale face and depressed appearance, and nodded heavily: "Compared to you, I really don't look like a patient, but you look like one. Why? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Stretch out your hand."

This is an occupational disease of doctors. When they see someone's complexion is wrong, they want to see a doctor. Even if they are "recuperating" from illness, they cannot change this professional habit.

Su Wenqing was distracted. Hearing Feng Qingchen's words, he didn't think much and held out his hand obediently. When Feng Qingchen was about to feel for his pulse, Su Wenqing remembered that Feng Qingchen was a doctor and quickly retracted his hand: "I'm very fine.

, you are the one who feels uncomfortable."

"You're not sick? You're not sick, why do you look so sick?" Feng Qingchen didn't believe it, and wondered if Su Wenqing's kidney disease was getting worse.

Logically speaking, it shouldn't be the case. The last follow-up consultation was very good.

Seeing Feng Qingchen frowning and thinking, Su Wenqing guessed what Feng Qingchen was thinking. His face turned blue and white, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Feng Qingchen, let me say it again, I am not sick, I am very well."

"Okay, okay, you're not sick, you're not sick, I understand, you don't have to repeat it again and again." This angry voice really didn't sound like he was sick. Besides, with the Master of Xuanyi Valley here, Su Wenqing would be sick even if he was sick.

She doesn't have to worry about it.

Thinking of this, Feng Qingchen stopped asking questions, but Su Wenqing was not happy. Instead, he sat there gloomily and did not speak. The more Feng Qingchen looked at it, the more he felt something was wrong, so he asked tentatively: "Su Wenqing."

, are you okay?"

"It's not good." Su Wenqing was pretending to be pitiful, but when Feng Qingchen asked, he got along.

"What happened?" Feng Qingchen was sure that even if Su Wenqing was not sick, he was still in trouble.

Su Wenqing glanced at Feng Qingchen and hesitated to speak. Feng Qingchen was not in a hurry and just waited for Su Wenqing to speak. Su Wenqing waited for a long time but did not see Feng Qingchen ask any more questions. He asked unhappily: "Feng Qingchen

Chen, can’t you ask more?”

Didn't you see him waiting for Feng Qingchen to speak?

"Do you need it? Looking at you like this, you will tell me even if I don't ask you." Feng Qingchen raised her eyebrows. Don't think that she was "recuperating" from illness and her eyes were spoiled.

Su Wenqing grinded his teeth angrily. Seeing that Feng Qingchen was not curious at all and didn't care at all. He knew that trying to tease Feng Qingchen about his appetite would only end up hanging him to death. Su Wenqing took a deep breath and quickly

He explained what he said today: "Feng Qingchen, I came here today to ask you to borrow some money."

"Borrow money? How much does it cost?" Feng Qingchen knew that Su Wenqing was probably embarrassed. The concept of male superiority and female inferiority was deeply rooted in his mind. It definitely took courage for a dignified man to ask a woman to borrow money.

Su Wenqing is a proud person at heart. If he had no other choice, he would never say this.

Su Wenqing's ears turned red. He had been mentally preparing for a long time, but he was still embarrassed when he spoke. Seeing that Feng Qingchen didn't care, he reluctantly calmed down and reported the number he wanted: "Two million taels.

"

"Two million taels?" Feng Qingchen repeated in surprise.

This, this is too much, how can she have so much money?

"Yeah." Su Wenqing said, and there was nothing he couldn't let go of. He was just not used to it, and he had never asked a woman to borrow money.

It's one thing to ask Feng Qingchen for help, and it's one thing to cooperate, but it's another thing to borrow money, and he can borrow such a large amount.

"Why do you need so much money?" Feng Qingchen didn't want to find out what Su Wenqing was going to do, but the amount was too large and she couldn't get it.

Su Wenqing did not hide anything from Feng Qingchen and reported all the gaps in the gambling game one by one.

Feng Qingchen was not surprised when he heard this. How could the money in the hands of the businessman be stored in the bank? Of course, he would use it as capital for operation. However, Su Wenqing was more reluctant and his money would not be recovered in a short time.

Can't turn around.

"So, you're still short of five million taels." Feng Qingchen frowned when he heard Su Wenqing clearing things up one by one.

This bet is a big cake, and there are many people who want to divide the cake. If Su Wenqing is unable to get the money, those people may tear Su Wenqing into pieces.

"Not that much. As long as you beat the Su family in one game, Jiuqing can win nearly two million taels. I am only three million taels short. Two days ago, I transferred one million taels from the No. 1 bank in the world.

Come over, I'm now short of two million taels." Su Wenqing transferred all the money he could, and in the end, the difference was nearly two million taels.

Although two million taels is a lot, it is nothing to a businessman of the rank of the richest man in the country, but... Su Wenqing cannot go to friends or partners in the mall to borrow money.

After talking about it, regardless of whether the money can be borrowed or not, the news that the Su family is going to collapse will definitely spread, and then the Su family will be even worse. Maybe everyone will start to push back the wall before it falls...


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