Me: …
Is this man crazy?
Anyone with a bit of common sense knows that even the most powerful tycoon can't casually come up with a billion.
All of a sudden, I felt like I had been played.
Maybe even that 100 million was just an empty promise.
I replied: [Sorry, it's not about the money. The more I gain the trust of your family, the more condemned my conscience will be. Grandma is really nice. She truly loves you, the grandson she raised single - handedly. So, can we just stop here? I'm really sorry, but I'm out.]
After I sent the message, he didn't reply for a long time.
When I woke up the next day, the first thing I did was check my phone. There were no new messages.
Huh?
He gave up so quickly.
Sure enough, he was lying to me!
I was busy at the company until 1 pm before having lunch.
I edited the hell - level weight - loss diet plan for the WM fashion show and uploaded it. Immediately, my fans let out a chorus of wails.
[May I ask if this should be eaten before or after a meal?]
[Dear sister above, this is the main meal!]
[I'll get depressed if I eat so little!]
[Is being a female celebrity something anyone can do?]
[Will eating like this make my period disappear?]
[You guys can eat this and I'll admit defeat.]
[Xingzai is really a tough cookie!]
…
I was looking at the comments while having my减脂 meal. Since the WM show, my diet has changed. Less sugar, less starch, with meat in every meal and mostly vegetables.
I got this devilish figure at such a high cost, so I must take good care of it to make it worth it.
Just as I was spearing a cherry tomato into my mouth, my phone rang.
It was my dad. He barked right away: "Song Wenxing! Don't go too far!"
I chewed the juicy cherry tomato calmly: "What's wrong this time?"
My dad: "Did you bully someone again? What on earth did you say to Rong Bo? Why did he transfer so much money to your account?!"
I bounced out of my boss chair and quickly asked my dad: "How much?"
Since our family is a major client of the bank, the personal accounts of the three of us are all managed by the same professional bank manager. In case of special situations, the manager will inform the person in charge of our family's finances - which is my dad.
My dad: "300 million!"
Me: gulp.
My dad: "And the money is still being transferred to your account from banks all over the world, 100 million at a time!"
Me: The cherry tomato got stuck in my throat, not going up or down.
My dad said: "Due to the bank's regulations, if a large amount of money frequently enters a personal account, it will be monitored by the anti - money - laundering department. So your personal account is going to be investigated! Just now the bank president informed me about this. So I'm asking you now, why did you ask Rong Bo for so much money?!"
Me: !!!
Holy shit holy shit holy shit!
Rong Bo, you crazy man!
You must have a terminal illness!
No normal person would do something so crazy!
I first comforted my dad: "No no no, don't be anxious. I was just joking with Rong Bo. I didn't expect him to take it seriously. It's okay. I'll go find him now!"
I quickly called Rong Bo, but he didn't answer.
I was so anxious that I sent him a WeChat message: [Mr. Rong! Brother Bo! I was wrong! Stop transferring money! Can you take the money back? The police are going to check my account!]
After a while, there was finally a reply.
Rong Bo: [Receive the money and do the job.]
Thud.
I knelt.
Big shot! I was wrong, big shot!
I replied: [I really can't do this even if I go against my conscience! Can you stop forcing me?]
Rong Bo: [You've been doing a great job.]
Me: [No, Brother Bo. To be honest, do you have a terminal illness? Tell me. What exactly is your hardship? As long as it's not something against my conscience, I'll do my best to help you fulfill your last wish even if I have to lay down my life!]
Rong Bo: [What you're doing is not against your conscience. I'll tell you the reason later.]
This...
It turned out that the big shot had his own hard - to - tell secrets!
Since he said so, fine.
I said boldly: [I'll help you with this! Let's continue to cooperate, okay? Give me an account and I'll return the money to you.]
Rong Bo: [This hard - work fee is what you deserve.]
Then he never replied to me again.
By the time the bank closed that day, my personal account had received a full billion. Not a single cent less.
The police didn't invite my dad to the police station for tea either.
Because after investigation, it was confirmed that all of Rong Bo's funds had a legitimate source. The only strange thing was that the reason for the transfer was: [Bride price].
We can only say that the actions of the rich are beyond the understanding of ordinary people.
But it's not illegal.
The next day, Rong Bo came back. I went to pick him up at the airport.
I went home with him to meet his parents.
After all, I had emptied their son's savings. I had to give his parents an explanation.
We had rehearsed our lines in the car.
So when I entered the Rong family and faced Rong Bo's parents, I still had a plan in mind.
Mrs. Rong: "Rong Bo, you transferred a billion to Miss Song without even asking us. What do you mean?"
Rong Bo said indifferently: "She wanted to break up with me. I panicked."
Me: !!!
I never expected the big shot to play the victim so expressionlessly. It really scared the hell out of me and made me break out in a cold sweat.
The victim's parents both looked at me, this heartless woman.
I clenched my fists tightly under the table. My nails dug into my flesh so that I could have the nerve to say the following words: "I'm sorry, Uncle and Aunt. I didn't expect that Rong Bo loves me so much. That day we had a big fight over some trivial matters. I was impulsive and proposed to break up with him. I just said something casually, but he took it seriously. That's why he did such a stupid thing."
Mr. Rong asked curiously: "What was your reason?"
Me: "I said that after we get married, the wife must be in charge of the family's finances. In other families, husbands obediently hand over their salary cards to their wives. So, if I become his wife in the future, I also want to manage his money."
Mrs. Rong actually nodded: "This request is reasonable."
I continued: "But Rong Bo said that because of his special status, his financial situation is very complicated and involves a lot. So in terms of money, neither of us should manage the other's money. I got angry. I thought it was just an excuse. Even Jack Ma, the richest man, lets his wife manage his money. Why can't you let me manage yours? In short, it just means you don't love me. If you're not sincere, then there's no need to continue this relationship!"
Mr. Rong looked embarrassed: "But a man always needs to have some money on him."
Then he was threatened by a look from Mrs. Rong.
He fell silent.
Throughout the whole process, Rong Bo was in a silent and passive state, perfectly playing the role of a lovesick man who spent a billion in a fit of anger with his girlfriend.
Mrs. Rong looked at Rong Bo: "So you handed over all your money, right?"
Rong Bo: "There's still..."
Mr. Rong, an experienced man, gave a loud "cough" to stop his son from revealing his last savings. Rong Bo pursed his lips and said no more.
Mrs. Rong sneered, "Men should be managed like this."
Then, suddenly she asked me: "You've already received the bride price. When do you plan to get engaged?"
Me: !!!
I cleared my throat, looked at Rong Bo, and said obediently: "In our family from now on, I'll make decisions on small matters, and my husband will make decisions on big matters."