Madam Lu Is An Inherited Doomsayer - Chapter 288
Chapter 288 Another 100 million
Gao Lang cursed directly when he received the news.
“by!”
This group of people is simply shameless!
One hundred million is given, but one hundred million.
Gao Lang realized that this is not the way to go.
He has to delay.
So, he quickly sent a message to He Ranran.
“Okay, I’ll give it, as long as you don’t hurt Ye Buyu!”
Then He Ranran over there quickly replied: “Hurry up and call!”
The few people here in He Ranran are going crazy, and they cost 200 million so easily. When they were worried about money before, they knew that it was so convenient to get money, and they kidnapped Ye Buyu a long time ago.
He Ranran came to Ye Buyu’s face and sneered: “I didn’t expect this Gao Lang to value you very much. He would fight for a hundred million. Ye Buyu, tell me, how good are you? Just so-so! Why are so many men crazy for you?”
This Gao Lang is one.
Another one is Zhou Ziqing.
Not many people know this.
Recently, Zhou Ziqing had to break his marriage contract with Ye Xin, even without food or drink at home.
And Zhou Ziqing’s parents have already gotten into divorce because of Zhou Ling’s extramarital affairs.
Everyone is a mess.
Only Ye Buyu lives in a honeypot every day by Gao Lang’s favor.
Why is she?
When everyone was in a mess, she lived very comfortably.
This is not fair!
Absolutely unfair!
At this moment, He Ranran’s cell phone rang.
She picked it up and it was made by Gao Lang. When she opened it, she heard Gao Lang’s eager voice: “No, the bank’s money limit today is up. If I want to transfer, it must be tomorrow, and I must wait until after 12 o’clock. Don’t worry, as long as twelve o’clock is passed, I will definitely give you money! Don’t hurt Ye Buyu! Never hurt her! Otherwise, you won’t get a penny!”
He Ranran listened to Gao Lang’s words, and asked in disbelief: “He said that the quota is up, right? Did he lie to us?”
Ye Buyu said coolly on the side: “WeChat and Alipay can transfer only 20,000 yuan a day, right? Because of Gao Lang’s identity and status, the daily working capital is only 10,000 yuan! For ordinary people, the daily working capital is just Hundreds of thousands and hundreds of thousands!”
Ye Buyu kindly explained to He Ranran, but he was stunned by He Ranran.
“I don’t know if you want you to be troublesome! I am also a rich man, of course I know that the limit for rich people is 100 million! Tubaozi, I just test you!”
Ye Buyu opened his mouth and said nothing.
I really don’t know who is a soil bun!
Real local tyrants like Gao Lang and Lu Zhi have a limit of 100 million, a joke!
Only He Ranran would be smart enough to feel that what he said was true.
He Ranran brought his father, brother and cousin all over to discuss, “This 100 million won’t arrive until 12 o’clock, let’s wait!”
He Qiu said: “Of course you have to wait. In three hours, you can get 100 million. You must wait!”
The result of everyone’s unanimous discussion is to wait.
But Ye Buyu said softly when they leaned over to discuss, “The rope is not fastened!”
Where her hands were knotting, she pulled gently, and the rope was a little slack. As long as she pulled gently, the rope would fall and she could run.
“I will leave here safely.”