Boy friend? fiancé? husband?
He couldn’t think of anything else besides these possibilities.
But the key problem is that he and Feng Nanshu are really not familiar with each other. Even if they are classmates at the same school, they are not in the same class. Although they have been reading together and eating snacks these days, they have not said much, and 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 very short of money, because without money he can’t do anything, but to persuade a young girl who is ignorant of the world to steal the family’s money? Is this even 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 bold will starve 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 a 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 50,000 when there is 100,000, say 30,000 when there is 50,000, and take out all the hidden amounts so that she has no place to cry?
After checking at the bank, Jiang Qin discovered that poverty really limited his imagination.
Fifty thousand or one hundred thousand?
1234567……
There are too many light digits to count here!
Jiang Qin opened his eyes wide and looked at Feng Nanshu in disbelief, saying to himself that you rich people really don’t treat money as money, right?