And there is no need for me to investigate who started the rumor. It is obvious that this is a common view that everyone agrees on.
The only solution now is not to tell them the reason why I borrowed the money, but to pay it back as soon as possible!
As long as the money is paid back, any rumors about "Zhou Ming collecting protection money" will naturally be self-defeating!
But where can I get this thousand yuan? I was lying on the bed, thinking of the large suitcase of money that Xiaohai brought in at Uncle Kui's restaurant that night, and I didn't know what to do with it later, just like that
They were piled on the dining table, and Uncle Chao and I went home. If we just randomly picked out a few piles, wouldn’t it be easy to solve this small problem?
After I got over my lust, I thought about the people I knew around me. The only ones who were willing to lend me money and were from good families were Xiaoyu and Qin Jie.[
As Qin Jie is a girl, I naturally can't open my mouth to borrow money from her. She is suspected of being a softie, so I naturally target Xiaoyu. This second-generation official and second-generation rich man, with high IQ and kindness, has always been favored by a few of us.
Think of it as a humanoid self-propelled cash machine.
I remembered that Qin Jie had given me Xiaoyu’s mobile phone number, so I quickly got up and rummaged through my luggage, and finally found the note in the back pocket of the jeans I had changed out of a few days ago.
Fortunately, I have the habit of bringing a bag of dirty clothes home on weekends and asking my mother to wash them, otherwise this note would have been absolutely ruined. Look how foresight I am.
I took the note and felt like I had found a treasure. Xiaoyu works in the city. It has been almost half a month since I came here and I haven't contacted him yet. I wonder how he is doing now?
Thinking of those days when we shared hardships together, I am really glad to have such a big brother by our side, so that we could survive one dangerous situation after another!
"Dong dong dong."
Someone was knocking on the door of the dormitory, but the voice was extremely soft, as if mixed with a hint of timidity.
"Who?" I yelled.
The lights had been turned off at this time, so logically there would be no more classmates visiting.
"I..." A timid voice sounded slightly.
"Who are you?" His tone was a little impatient.
It's really interesting. You can make others recognize you just by saying "I"?
"I, Zhao Yanan." The voice outside sounded again.
I quickly opened the door and saw Zhao Yanan standing at the door, looking pitiful. If it weren't for the fact that he had no scars on his body, I would have thought he had been beaten.