Chapter Nine Hundred and Ninety-Eight I Don't Want to Open It, I'm Autistic!

Ye Wan didn't figure out what was so strange about Lu Changchuan tonight until he got home and took a shower.

You won't really ask for marriage, will you?

Thinking secretly, Ye Wan couldn't help opening her mobile banking.

Live broadcast plus "Twin Flowers" revenue share, when her account had the most money was more than 100 million.

But when Xiao Baozi got sick and was admitted to the hospital, he spent a lot of money on the international medical website to buy a matching heart, Dr. Floss's knife fee, as well as surgery and postoperative treatment, which cost more than half of it.

If it weren't for the income from the live broadcast, Ye Wan would have returned to pre-liberation almost overnight.

At this moment, the account clearly told her that she only had a balance of more than 30 million yuan.

Not to mention the 100 million that the boss paid back, it was the 60 million from the Ye family's villa in Sicheng. She couldn't get it back to Lu Changchuan even if she wanted to.

Ye Wan: ...

If Lu Changchuan really proposed to marry him, then she could not agree to his proposal with a foreign debt of more than 100 million yuan.

Ye Wan scratched her head, and sent a WeChat to Shen Yuxin.

Then, copy and paste, sent to several other people.

A few minutes later, WeChat was accompanied by a phone call, and the phone rang.

Shen Yuxin was the first to call, "Miss Wan? Have you returned to the capital? Where are you? Do you have your mobile phone with you?"

A calm and vigilant voice, as if he had just encountered a financial fraud.

Ye Wan sighed, "It's me."

"Do you really want to borrow money? What's wrong with you? What happened? How much?"

Seeing that Shen Yuxin, who was less talkative, suddenly changed his words, Ye Wan suddenly felt a little regretful.

Just about to say forget it, on the other end of the phone, Shen Yuxin tapped on the keyboard and said, "I add up all the accounts in the four major banks, and there are about 1.3 billion. If you want, I will transfer it to you now?"

? ? ?

"No, no, no, not so much..."

Ye Wan was flattered, "Lend me two, no, just fifty million."

"Okay, I'll turn to you."

Shen Yuxin hung up the phone.

Wechat showed 99+ unread messages, Ye Wan just clicked in and before he could see who sent the messages, Jiang Ke'er called again.

On the other end, the girl's voice was suspicious, "Miss Wan, you haven't been kidnapped, have you?...No, no one can kidnap Miss Wan....Miss Wan, are you playing truth or dare with someone? Borrowing money This kind of trivial matter, you still ask if it’s okay? I’m so sad! What’s mine is yours, as long as I have it, you can take it all! How much do you want? I only have more than 100 million in my card, is that enough?”

"Enough is enough... No, not so much,

Twenty million is fine. "

Five thousand plus two thousand plus more than three thousand on my own card, one hundred million is enough!

Ye Wan patted her chest, "Thank you, the cutest Keer in the world!"

After hanging up the phone, Ye Wan clicked into WeChat, his eyes froze slightly.

Zhou Yanxi: "Hahahahahaha... Boss, aren't you? Just tell me if you are short of money, I will transfer it to you every minute, is 100 million enough? Send me the account number! Oh, today is really a good day, it has been so many years Boss, you transfer money to me, and finally one day, it’s my turn to transfer money to you! Oh no, you caught a three-legged snake a few days ago, didn’t you pay your brothers wages? What are you borrowing money for?”

Jiang Yanchi: "How much? Card number!"

Su Qingyan: "I only have more than 80 million in my card, is that enough? If it's not enough, I'll tell my mother to support me first!"

Tang Mulin: "My dear, I only have more than 30 million in my card! But Chu Jinnian's card is in my hands, it seems to have several billion, is it enough?"

Ye Wan: ...

They took one big and one dear, as if she was such a powerful and awesome existence!

In the end, after a round, she was the poorest? ? ?

Looking at the mimosa in the flowerpot on the window sill, which was blown by the wind and slowly closed, Ye Wan felt that she was that flower at the moment.

I don't want to open it.

Autistic! ! !

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Master Lu, Ma'am, she became famous in the entertainment industry through live broadcasting