Chapter 481: If It Sounds Good, It's Called Borrowing, but if It Doesn't Sound Good, It's Called Robbery!

Dasha, He Feng, and Jiang Hai were soundly asleep, and they were kicked awake by him, and they heard that he was going to get married. These big bachelors were really abused, and they all looked at him with sleepy faces, complaining.

"Don't let people sleep, and abuse dogs, no, what's the meaning of fundraising?" He Feng complained, yawning with sleepy face.

"Xiao Lu, how much is the fundraising? Let us do business with you?" Dasha also rubbed his eyes, and asked with a breathless look.

"Business!" Lu Beixiao said in disgust.

"I understand, Ah Xiao is asking us for money! What's the name, fundraising!" Ye Cheng suddenly realized, "That's not right, Ah Xiao, you are getting married for money!" , shouldn’t you give me a big sister, what do you mean by asking brother? You want to hide a small treasury, don’t you?”

"Hiding you, sir!" Lu Beixiao raised his foot and was about to kick Ye Cheng, but Ye Cheng quickly dodged. He stood and looked at the elders sitting on the ground facing the sun, "Brothers are getting married, we have ordered a set Wedding dress, what the hell, the final payment is almost there, so..."

Lu Beixiao said, counting money at them with his right hand.

"So what is it, I don't understand!" Dasha scratched the back of his head and said with a silly face.

The others have already reacted, "What the hell, Master Xiao is asking us to borrow money! He also said to raise funds! No money! No," Fang Zhuo said loudly.

Is there any reason for this? !

The commander-in-chief of a military region and the son of a female entrepreneur, let them borrow money! What's more, what did the newspaper say? His wife, Ye Qiao, is Qiao 300 million! Worth 300 million! ! !

To put it nicely, it’s called borrowing, but if it’s not nice, it’s called robbery!

His salary card and bonus card are all in his wife's, and the pocket money is only 20 yuan a month, so if you lend him money, do you expect him to pay it back?

Even if it is paid back, I am afraid it will be the year of the monkey!

"Xiao Lu, how much do you want?" Dasha asked foolishly.

"Not much, 20,000 short! Five of you, 4,000 is enough for each!" Lu Beixiao raised his voice.

"Four thousand per person, you can pull it down! No!"

"The wedding dress costs 20,000 yuan... is it inlaid with gold? Is it possible that I will never be able to marry a wife in this life?" Poverty limits Dasha's imagination.

"The total price is sixty-six thousand!" Lu Beixiao gave him another hammer!

Dasha fell down directly, forget it, he should continue to be a bachelor!

No, they married a daughter-in-law in their hometown, and it was enough to build two houses and buy a motorcycle!

"You all have to hand in all the money to me before Qixi Festival! Otherwise, wait to be dealt with!" Lu Beixiao said arrogantly. The wedding dress that was airlifted from France arrived just on the day of Qixi Festival, and it was only a few days away!

"What the hell, it's the old man who borrows money these days! Is there any reason?!" Jiang Hai said unhappily, is that his attitude towards borrowing money? What's the difference between robbing a bank? !

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It’s another school season. Although school doesn’t start until September 1st, this year’s Qixi Festival falls on August 26th. Many students come to school early, especially those couples.

Qixi Festival is also a good time for merchants to engage in marketing. However, not many merchants have this awareness in this era.

How could Ye Qiao let go of such a good opportunity? It just so happened that their milk tea shop has expanded its presence. Not only that, she has also prepared red bean-flavored milk tea in the past few days, and plans to start selling it on Qixi Festival. Although this red bean is not that red bean, the implication is good.

"Master Qiao, do you have any activities with Instructor Lu on Qixi Festival?" Ouyang asked gossipingly.

There is yarn!

What year did he spend Qixi with her? !

No, the previous life...!

! ! !

"Ouyang, this year is 1998, right?" Ye Qiao looked at Ouyang and asked abruptly.