Sun Manyu has been married to the Zhu family for a year or two, so she should know his temper very well.
As the eldest son of the Qinggang, Zhu Yucheng is sharp and ruthless, so the risk of blaming him is extremely high; and if he fails, it means death.
"...Does she have no brain at all?"
Zhu Yucheng said calmly.
Yun Qiao: "I can understand that people will make all kinds of mistakes when they are in a hurry.
For example, for Ying Xue, it would be better for her to just find someone to take a photo than to blame it on me, but that’s what their brother and sister did.”
When Ying Xue was mentioned, Yun Qiao looked at Ma Youluo.
Mayuluo was embarrassed.
She wore the scarf.
"Ying Xue asked for leave.
Did she think that if she made a mistake, she could get over it with just a few words?
When she goes to school, I will definitely ask her in person."
Mayuluo said.
"She probably won't go to school again."
Yun Qiao said, "I don't have such a good temper."
A few people chatted and finally cleared up the matter.
Ying Xue's frame-up was due to Jiang Yanjin's astuteness and discovery of the clues; Ding Zicong intercepted the revelations from the newspaper office, thereby blocking public opinion.
If it doesn't spread, it won't cause any harm to insignificant people.
Soon, the boy served the food, and several people had dinner and then dispersed.
Yun Qiao took Ding Yingying in hand and wanted to go shopping with her. They chatted privately and asked Ding Yingying what difficulties she had recently and what she wanted.
"...something happened last time, and your father said that there was no cash at home.
Do you need me to get you some money?"
Yun Qiao asked her.
Yun Qiao got one-third of her grandmother's connections and business.
She should take it out.
"A friend came to my house and asked me to buy a batch of machines for my textile factory, otherwise it would be overwhelmed by factories with new machines.
My dad borrowed a large amount of money from that friend, and later transferred it from my aunt, so that the newspaper's funding was not cut off."
Ding Yingying said.
Yun Qiao: "No wonder..."
Later, Yun Qiao gave him a box of small yellow croakers on the pretext that he must thank Ding Zicong.
Ding Zicong doesn't want life or death.
Yun Qiao changed his mind and said, "I'll lend it to you first, and you'll pay it back to me in a few years.
You know that your aunt is rich and has no shortage of money.
What’s missing is your love for me.”
Mrs. Ding was laughing beside her, and also advised Ding Zicong: "If my aunt gives it to you, just accept it. Why are you being polite to your aunt?"
You really helped my aunt a lot this time."
"Not just this time, I have helped before."
Yun Qiao smiled.
Ding Zicong's newspaper, because there has been no big news recently, sales have dropped, and the newspaper also needs to replace a batch of machines, so he is really stretched.
The old man of the Ding family strongly disapproved of his son's running of the newspaper and thought it was dishonorable, so he would definitely not lend him money.
Having solved this matter, Yun Qiao was greatly relieved.
There was something trivial about the dinner party that day.
After it was over, Ma Youluo originally wanted to take a rickshaw, but suddenly turned to Zhu Yucheng and asked him: "Master Zhu, can you give me a ride?"
Zhu Yucheng met Ma Youluo for the second time. The last time was at Yun Qiao's birthday party.
He had some impression of Mayuluo.
Female college students are a rare species, everyone should take a high look at them.
People in the world are probably curious about what a woman will look like after studying so many books. After all, this has never happened before - Yun Qiao is a special case.
Zhu Yucheng let her get in the car.
Ma Youluo was born well, but she had a gourd-shaped figure, big breasts, buttocks and a waist that was too thin, which made her a bit tacky. Her facial features were beautiful, and her eyes were big and shrewd, with an aggressive aura.
She is young and educated, so many shortcomings are covered up.
If she had been born in the countryside, she would probably have been the kind of shrew who was very gaudy and the idle men in the village wanted to offend her, but they couldn't get any advantage, and she would be chased and scolded all over the village.
Zhu Yucheng has no thoughts about this kind of woman.
Mr. Zhu is used to eating delicacies from the mountains and seas, but now his taste is elegant and noble, and he has little interest in fatty braised pork.
"what's your name?"
He had nothing to say.
Ma Youluo said his name, and then asked him: "Master Zhu, how do you men from the Youth Gang treat women?"