Princess is Glamorous in Modern Day

   Chapter 957

  Xia Wanyuan turned her head, and not far away stood a thin, thin boy who looked only fifteen years old

  Xia Bangyuan has always had the habit of keeping cash in his bag, so he took out one hundred dollars from it and handed it to the boy. The boy reached out to take it, but he had no intention of leaving. He still stood on the spot, watching Xia Bangyuan carefully.

   "What's wrong?" Xia Wanyuan asked softly.

   "Sister, can you lend me half a million?" The boy bit his lip, his eyes dimmed.

"Hey, girl, don’t believe him. I know this kid. Their family lives in the community over there. The house price over there is still priceless. His father works in the canteen of the National Tsing Hua University and listens to him. Dad said, this kid likes to surf the Internet, don't be fooled by him." The uncle who set up next to him saw that Xia Wanyuan's shot was only 100 yuan, for fear that she was too kind to be cheated.

   "I am not, I will pay it back." The boy clenched his fists, lowered his head, his voice suppressed.

   "Five hundred thousand, what are you going to pay? Girl, ignore him. His father said that this child is mentally ill. He squats at this door every day to find someone to borrow money. What use is it for him to take so much money as a child."

  The young man seemed to be unable to bear such humiliation. He clenched his teeth tightly, and his face was pale from cold. He raised his head and looked at Xia Manyuan. He knew Xia Manyuan and the man next to Xia Manyuan was rich.

  This is his last hope.

   "Get in the car, it's so cold," touching Xia Wanyuan's cold hand, Jun Shiling embraced her and got into the car.

  Looking at the car door being closed, the young man turned and left sadly.

  For so many days, he has become accustomed to such a scene. After all, who would lend him a stranger like 500,000 for no reason.

   "Wait a minute," Xia Wanyuan's voice sounded behind him,

  The young man turned his head in surprise, facing Shangxia Wanyuan’s icy eyes,

  Xia Wanyuan handed him a check, "There are six hundred thousand in it."

  The young man reached out and took it, his eyes filled with disbelief, "I will pay you back."

   "Okay." Xia Wanyuan nodded, then closed the car window.

  The young man watched Xia Wanyuan’s car gradually leaving his sight on the spot, then he looked down at the check in his hand, and suddenly ran quickly, with an excited smile on his face.

  The uncle who set up a stall looked silly, "Can it be like this? How come there is such a stupid rich man."

  In the car, Jun Shiling touched Xia Wanyuan's head, "Madame, good deeds every day."

"You can see it too? That kid doesn't look like a liar," he is clearly in the mouths of others. The broken corners of his clothes are actually reed flocks, looking at the swollen clothes and the cotton-padded clothes. It's not even counted, no wonder it looks like it's wearing a thick dress, but it freezes like that.

  Jun Shiling is noncommittal, he is not a sympathetic person, but Xia Wanyuan has,

  On the other side of the city, the thin teenager took out the money, leaving a hundred-yuan bill in his pocket, and depositing the rest in a bank card.

  Out of the bank, the boy went to the slaughter market and bought an extremely sharp knife to kill pigs.

  The next morning, as soon as Xia Wanyuan arrived at the gate of Qing Dynasty, he saw police cars coming in and out, and people around were talking about it.

   "The kid reportedly ran away after killing his dad. The police searched for it all night but couldn't find it."

   "What a grudge, it is said that I stabbed more than two hundred knives, and when I carried it out, I was not a human being. Ouch,"

"Hurt, don't look at that old Li's usual honest appearance, listen to my nephew who is a policeman said that the man is horrible at home, and his daughter-in-law let him be beaten and disabled, and the child is not beaten normally. Less, I guess I can't bear it anymore, alas, it's a hard life."

  Hearing everyone's discussion, Xia Wanyuan inexplicably remembered the young man with eyesight eyes yesterday. After shaking off the thoughts in his head, Xia Wanyuan walked into the school gate.

  The morning meeting was over. When Xia Wanyuan left the school again, the police car had already left. It is said that there was no trace of the teenager.

  On the sea at this time, the young man lurking on the deck of the cargo ship sensed the salty smell outside, and finally secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He had already escaped from China.

  Thinking of his mother with a broken arm, the teenager secretly wiped away tears.

  But the beast has already been killed by him himself. The house left by the beast belongs to his mother. He left his mother with 600,000 cash. According to the mother's degree of frugality, the rest of his life will never be worse than it is now.

  The young man looked through the deck and secretly looked at the blue sky outside, thinking to himself that he would wait until he made money abroad and then take his mother over.

  However, he did not know that he was under the deck. This cargo ship, in the name of delivery, was actually engaged in human trafficking for a long time.

  There are countless Chinese people dreaming of getting rich in the cabin, and they don’t know what kind of purgatory they will be taken to.

  On the deck, Jace is respectfully talking on the phone with Yuqian,

   "king, we brought a boat from China, and we will arrive at F State the day after tomorrow."

   "Yeah." While watching the living creatures under the microscope, Yu Qian listened to Jace's report, "Bring the younger ones back directly to me for experimentation, and sell the rest to the sea shark."

   "Yes!" Jace replied respectfully.

  "Have you brought the video you brought back?" After destroying the specimen on the stage, Yu Qian stood up and took off his gloves.

   "I brought it back, I have brought back all the audiovisual and course videos of Xia Banyuan,"

   "Well," Yu Qian didn't say more, and hung up the phone.

  Jace looked at the various video materials in the box with confusion, he had never been able to guess Yu Qian’s thoughts.

  After returning from China, Yuqian watched Xia Wanyuan’s video lessons when he was okay, and occasionally listened to her albums.

  Jess originally thought King was fond of this beautiful Chinese woman, but all the signs later showed that King was not a man and woman at all.

  In his eyes, there is only empty coldness, not the slightest warmth.

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  Domestic,

  The afternoon is still the Chinese Literature Exchange. When Xia Manyuan entered the door, he clearly felt that the hostility of the Nancheng University group toward him had increased.

  Xia Wanyuan raised her eyebrows, she seems to have done nothing? Why did you pull hatred again.

What Xia Bangyuan didn’t know was that the Nancheng University delegation originally wanted to book a hotel for itself using the school’s financial standards for business trips. How could Tsinghua University be located in the city center and adjacent to Financial Street. The surrounding hotels are expensive. If you live far away The hotel, there is no way to rush to the school meeting on time.

  Everyone had to pay for the difference, or they would have to live in a guest house with a poor environment.

The teacher of the Literature Department of Nancheng University is self-satisfied and saves a lot on weekdays. This time he spent thousands of hotel bookings for no reason. Everyone blamed Xia Wanyuan for all the faults. Thinking of my wasted thousands of dollars,

  Looking at Xia Wanyuan’s bag, a knowledgeable teacher knew that this bag would be worth the hotel where they stayed for many days. He felt unbalanced, "Teacher Xia is really rich, isn’t this bag cheap?"

  "This bag is a limited edition, it has to be hundreds of thousands." Xia Wanyuan hadn't spoken yet, a teacher had already answered her.

"Oh, so rich, I don't know how much I contributed to the school?" Lin Yu glanced at Xia Wanyuan in disgust. A bag is hundreds of thousands. There are so many impoverished people in China. How many years will this bag be enough for others to eat? Up,

"Of course I have money. I have contributed to the school. Teacher Lin reminded me." Xia Wanyuan glanced at Lin Yu, curled his lips, and looked at Principal Yang standing aside. "Principal, the Jun family donated 50 dollars this year. Hundred million."

  　 There is another chapter in the night.

  (End of this chapter)