Chapter 10 Stealing my father's money for you to spend
In the early morning, the sunlight outside the window shone slantingly on the bedside.
Jiang Qin opened his eyes suddenly, opened the door and ran to the toilet. After squatting on the toilet for three minutes, he stood up again in a daze, looking completely confused.
Damn it, I had forgotten that I had been reborn, and the problem of having diarrhea when I woke up was long gone.
But after I got up, there was no reason to go back to sleep.
Jiang Qin washed himself, hung up the towel, rolled out the bicycle in the storage room downstairs, and then went to the Jeju City Library.
Arriving on the second floor of the library, he saw Feng Nanshu at first sight.
This girl is wearing a black and white plaid skirt today. Her long hair hangs down to her waist. Her eyes are clear and translucent. She is looking for a book on the bookshelf with her feet up. This posture makes her slender waist straight and her body straight.
Looking forward slightly, the exquisite and graceful curves are undoubtedly revealed.
"What are you looking for?"
"I want to read that book."
Feng Nanshu turned to look at him and pointed to the upper row with her slender fingers.
Jiang Qin walked over, helped her take down the book, and handed it to her hand. Then the two of them returned to a familiar corner and sat in familiar positions.
Then, Feng Nanshu opened his small leather bag, took out an Industrial and Commercial Bank of China card, and slapped it straight in front of him.
"for you!"
To be honest, Jiang Qin himself felt a little embarrassed.
It's strange that a thirty-eight-year-old uncle has the nerve to borrow money from an eighteen-year-old girl.
In addition, the first thing Feng Nanshu did when she sat down was to take out this card, without even waiting for him to ask, which shows that she has always taken this matter to heart.
This is somewhat touching.
Jiang Qin picked up the bank card and pinched it with his fingertips. He still felt it was a bit unreal.
Just stand and borrow the money?
He still remembers that when he took the blame and was fired in 2016, he borrowed money from everywhere to pay for the rent and received many looks. Although it was not a psychological shadow, the feeling was definitely uncomfortable for him.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome."
"Um...what's the password?"
"Six 8."
Rich people's bank card passwords are really plain and simple. Jiang Qin put the card into his pocket and patted it twice. He felt relieved when he could feel the outline of the card through his pocket.
He originally wanted to ask how much money was in it, but he hesitated and hesitated to ask because he always felt that asking like this was a bit impolite and seemed very purposeful.
Forget it, as many as there are.
However, what is saved here should be the eldest lady's lucky money or pocket money, which is only about 80,000 to 90,000 yuan a day, maybe less.
He planned to use the money to play around for a month to see if he could double it, and then buy an old dilapidated house in a bustling city to earn money for demolition.
Then return the money to Feng Nanshu and see how much is left before starting the real business plan.
"Have you applied for a bank card so early?"
"It's not mine." Feng Nanshu said calmly.
Jiang Qin originally asked casually, but when he heard the answer, he was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes widened: "This card is not yours, but whose is it?"
Feng Nanshu raised her clear eyes: "I stole my father's."
"You stole your father's money and gave it to me to spend?"
"But...is it okay?"
Feng Nanshu's expression was a little confused, as if he didn't know whether this was the right thing to do, so he asked the question to Jiang Qin.
Jiang Qin really can't be punished.
What kind of relationship would allow a young girl to steal her father's money and spend it on herself?
Boyfriend? Fiancé? Husband?
Apart from these possibilities, he couldn't think of anything else.
But the key problem is that he and Feng Nanshu really don't know each other well. Even if they are classmates in the same school, they are not in the same class. Although they read books and eat snacks together these days, they haven't spoken much. The money is a bit hot.
Jiang Qin hesitated again and again, but reluctantly took the card out of his pocket and gave it back to Feng Nanshu.
He is indeed short of money, because without money he can't do anything, but he confuses a young girl who is ignorant of the world to steal the family's money? Is this really a human being?
"You don't want to borrow it anymore?" Feng Nanshu was a little confused.
"I'm afraid you'll get scolded when you go home, so let's forget it."
Feng Nanshu shook her head coldly: "No, my dad has many cards, and I can't tell if there is one missing."
Jiang Qin still waved his hand: "If it was your money, I would borrow it, but taking it without asking is stealing."
"Will you pay it back?"
"Of course I will return it."
"If you return it, you just borrow it." Feng Nanshu said with certainty.
Hearing this, Jiang Qin hesitated.
At this moment, there seemed to be a villain on his left shoulder, constantly urging him to accept it. Anyway, as long as he made up the money before being discovered, he would not run away with the money.
Jiang Qin, Jiang Qin, have you forgotten why you were so sorry in your previous life? The rules of this world are like this: the brave will be starved to death and the timid will die.
Besides, borrowing money is not stealing money. At least it is legitimate and has nothing to do with your own moral standards.
Jiang Qin was convinced by himself, picked up the card again, and took Feng Nanshu to the bank.
Because Feng Nanshu didn't know how much money was in it, she was so confused, but Jiang Qin felt that since she was the creditor, it was necessary to know the specific amount.
Then again, what on earth is this girl thinking?
Isn't he afraid that he will lie to her, say fifty thousand when there is one hundred thousand, say thirty thousand when there is fifty thousand, and take out all the hidden amounts, so that she will have no place to cry?
After checking at the bank, Jiang Qin discovered that poverty really limited his imagination.
Still fucking fifty thousand?
1234567……
There are so many digits of light here that we can’t even count them!
Jiang Qin opened his eyes wide and looked at Feng Nanshu in disbelief, thinking to himself that you rich people really don't treat money as money, right?
More than 6 million yuan are put in one bank card, and the password is still 68. If it is lost, won't you lose a lot of money?
Feng Nanshu was also looking at the screen at this time. After a while, she raised her hand expressionlessly and pointed at the string of numbers on the screen.
"Wow, you have a lot of money."
"??????"
After returning from the bank, Jiang Qin sat in silence at his desk, always feeling that today's experience was more absurd than the matter of rebirth.
But no matter what, the matter of the first pot of gold has been solved perfectly. He doesn't even need to be so cautious when starting a business, he can just do it boldly.
Buy an old and shabby small house and wait for it to be demolished. After making a fortune, invest in stocks and start some business. Starting a business is not that simple.
At this moment, Feng Nanshu suddenly put down the book in his hand and looked at him with clear eyes, as if he had something to say.
Jiang Qin came to his senses slightly: "What's wrong?"
"I want to make friends with you, and I hope you won't be disrespectful." Feng Nanshu's expression was serious.
"?????"
Jiang Qin's face was full of questions, and he was a little confused as to what the method was.
But then, he saw clearly the title of the book he helped Feng Nanshu pick up - "How to Make Good Friends Quickly and Effectively".
Jiang Qin's mind was stuck for a moment. He glanced at Feng Nanshu, who was a little nervous, and then patted his forehead, feeling that the situation suddenly became clear.
Which bastard spread rumors about her being aloof?
This girl is obviously naturally stupid and socially fearful!
