Refusing to join the underworld: the days of fighting against bad boys

And there is no need for me to pursue who made the rumors. Obviously, this is the common view that everyone agrees on.

The only solution now is not to tell them why I borrowed money, but to pay back the money as soon as possible!

As long as the money is paid back, any rumors about "Zhou Ming collecting protection fees" will naturally be self-defeating!

But where to get the 1000 yuan?I was lying on the bed, remembering that night at Uncle Kui’s restaurant, the money in the big suitcase that Xiao Hai brought up, I don’t know what to do with it, it just piled up on the dining table, and Uncle Chao and I went home .If you randomly pick up a few stacks, wouldn't it be easy to solve this little problem?

After the obscenity, I thought about the people I knew around me, and the only ones who were willing to lend me money were from a good family, Xiaoyu and Qin Jie. [

And Qin Jie is a girl, so naturally I couldn't open my mouth to borrow money from her. I was suspected of being soft, so I naturally targeted Xiaoyu. It can be used as a human-shaped self-propelled cash machine.

I remembered that Qin Jie had given me Xiaoyu's cell phone number, so I hurriedly got up and rummaged through the box, and finally found the note in the back pocket of the jeans I changed out a few days ago.

Fortunately, I have the habit of bringing a bag of dirty clothes home on weekends and asking my mother to wash them, otherwise this note will definitely be ruined. Look at how foresight I am.

I took the note, like a treasure.Xiaoyu works in the city. It has been almost half a month since he came here, and he hasn't contacted him yet. I don't know how he is doing now?

Thinking of those days when we were in trouble together, I am really glad to have such a big brother by our side, so that we can get through one dangerous situation after another!

"Dong dong dong."

Someone was knocking on the door of the dormitory, but the voice was extremely soft, as if mixed with a hint of timidity.

"Who is it?" I growled.

The lights had already been turned off at this time, and it stands to reason that there would be no more students coming to visit.

"I..." A timid voice sounded slightly.

"Who are you?" The tone became a little impatient.

It's really interesting, just relying on this "I" to make others recognize you?

"I, Zhao Yanan." The voice from outside sounded again.

I quickly opened the door, only to see Zhao Yanan standing at the door, looking pitiful.If there were no injuries on his body, I would have thought he had been beaten.