Urban: One Billion In Public Welfare Rewards

"Looking back then..."

Uncle Wang became more and more energetic, and he was completely plunged into the cowhide he had woven.

Blow yourself to the sky.

Ye Xiu held Uncle Wang's information in his hand, and his expression became weird the more he listened.

In the end, Xiao Wang couldn't listen anymore.

Can't help but speak: "Master, wake up, you don't have a girlfriend."

"..." Uncle Wang stopped suddenly.

Both eyes looked sharply at Xiao Wang.

The eyes full of vicissitudes and piercing through eighty years of life narrowed, and said with a smile: "Little baby, what's your name?"

"Oh, my surname is Wang, you can call me Xiao Wang..."

"Oh."

Before Xiao Wang had finished speaking, Uncle Wang took the words with a face of real enlightenment.

With a kind smile on his face, he said: "That's fine, I'll just call you Xiao Wang."

Xiao Wang: "..."

Xiao Wang?

Little bastard?

Uncle, did you deliberately?

Next to Liu Wenyue almost laughed.

Uncle Wang snorted, smugly with an expression of "you are worth fighting with me".

Ye Xiu smiled and said, "Uncle, you were mighty, I can tell.

But we are in a hurry today, and we have to see other people.

There is not much time to listen to the glorious stories of your past.

"

After a pause, Ye Xiu waved to Liu Wenyue.

Liu Wenyue understood, and immediately took out a letter from the parcel handed by his subordinates and handed it to Ye Xiu.

Ye Xiu took it over to Uncle Wang and said with a smile.

"Uncle, this is Xiaoye's little intention, not much.

I hope you will be more comfortable.

Buy whatever you want.

In addition, I will visit you regularly.

"

"Oh, you're welcome, you're welcome,"

Uncle Wang expressed his sincere thanks.

Putting down the envelope, the subordinate brought in a few bags of fruit from the outside and placed them on Uncle Wang's table.

Then Ye Xiu said goodbye to Uncle Wang and went to visit the next house.

Xiao Wang followed and couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"That, Mr. Ye, it's convenient to ask.

What was in the envelope you gave Uncle Wang just now? "

"Money."

"How much."

"Not much, 100,000 yuan." Liu Wenyue replied casually for Ye Xiu.

The tone of speech was extremely relaxed, very much like Ye Xiu.

After all, he often follows such a handsome and handsome president.

The ears and eyes gradually became less sensitive to money.

After all, Ye Xiu had directly transferred a huge sum of money worth less than one million to her several times.

Before I changed it, I couldn't hold my phone in a panic.

That's a huge sum of money, several million.

but now.

Oh, transfer one hundred million to Liu Wenyue, and she will be able to face the next without a heartbeat.

This is the improvement of psychological quality.

But Xiao Wang doesn't have that strong mental quality.

He is still struggling for a few thousand yuan a month.

As soon as he heard it, Ye Xiu waved his hand and left Uncle Wang one hundred thousand yuan.

Suddenly people were dumbfounded.

One hundred thousand?

One shot is 100,000 yuan?

This... is too rich, right?

What should I do if I suddenly want to become an old man?

Xiao Wang has lemons, sour.

soon.

Ye Xiu went to the next house.

Similarly, it hasn't reached the door yet.

I heard bursts of sound in the room.

Dingdong Dingdong, all kinds of sounds.

It's like a bandit in the house.

"Uncle Liu, we come to see you."

Liu Wenyue stepped forward and opened the door.

"The flower in my heart

I want to take you home

In that late night bar

It doesn't matter whether it is true or not

..."

A bass reverberation song came out.

Ye Xiu saw just a few people.

A figure wearing big pants, a wide-band vest, and her feet on flip-flops.

Standing in the house, swaying wildly to the song.

"Come to the left and draw a dragon with me

Draw a rainbow on your right (walk up)...

Come to the left and draw a rainbow with me

Draw another dragon on your right (don’t stop)...

"

Watching Uncle Liu's coquettish dance.

Liu Wenyue: "..."

Ye Xiu:? ? ?

Xiao Wang: (looks confused)

The photographer shook his hands, as if he had discovered a new world.

This is the old disco?

The photographer twisted the camera.

Click.

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