Quadruple split

"Bentley is okay..."

Yidong smacked his lips, turned to look through the glass window at the Bentley 4S store across the street, which was obviously two levels higher than this one, and sighed: "You shouldn't be able to get in if you don't have a lot of money."

It was very clear that the so-called units that were "larger than a few hundred" could never be "units". At this moment, Cui Xiaoyu, who felt dizzy, clutched his chest tightly and raised his head stiffly to talk to the manager in front of him, who still had a decent attitude. They looked at each other, and after a while, they glanced at the latter's work permit and said, "What about that? I'm sorry, Manager Liu, but can we... tell me specifically about Mr. Cui Fan?"

"Okay, let's go over there and sit and chat."

Manager Liu nodded slightly, and then led everyone to sit down in front of the spacious sofas in the corner of the signing area. After asking someone to give everyone a glass of juice, he said in a good-natured manner: "Mr. Cui, you have also seen that, we bats The Wang 4S store is very close to the Bentley 4S store across the street, and since they are not in the same store, the competition is not strong, so the relationship between them has been pretty good over the years."

Although Cui Xiaoyu was anxious, due to his good character and tutoring, he still nodded patiently when the other party failed to mention the important point, and even echoed: "I see."

"As you can see now, real estate and automobile products are all offering promotions and discounts during this period, so our industry is still quite busy. When it gets busy, it is naturally easy to be short of manpower."

Manager Liu smiled at Cui Xiaoyu and continued in a calm and calm tone: "I won't talk about it when both sides are busy, but if only one side happens to be busy, they may help each other, and your father went to the other side half an hour ago When I picked up the car, it happened that the manager there had to entertain a big customer, so I was called to help.”

As soon as these words came out, Yidong, who had relatively rich knowledge in related fields, immediately frowned and asked: "As a manager here, you personally went to 'help' because the other party was too busy. Is this in compliance with the rules?"

"Of course this is against the rules. If the superiors find out, I will have to pack up and leave the next day."

Manager Liu gave a straightforward answer and smiled faintly: "But rules are dead and people are alive. There are concerns from above, but we also have our own considerations. In short, Mr. Cui Fan is the best person between me and the other side." The two children were in charge of the reception. Except for the last few critical procedures, we were mainly chatting."

Cui Xiaoyu pursed her lips and asked, "So, what exactly is my dad..."

"Mr. Cui Fan used the secondary card."

While stroking the water glass, Manager Liu said bluntly: "If nothing else, he swiped the supplementary card of your card, Mr. Cui."

Cui Xiaoyu's eyes widened at that time, and she said in a shocked voice: "Secondary card!? Why didn't I know that I still have a secondary card?"

"I don't know about that."

Manager Liu shook his head and did not answer the question.

But Ji Xiaodao suddenly turned to Cui Xiaoyu and asked, "Did you apply for this card yourself?"

"No, I was underage at the time, so I was acting as a guardian."

Cui Xiaoyu shook his head and recalled: "I remember when I was fourteen or fifteen years old, my father asked me to give me a whole card to save New Year's money, and asked me whether I should get one from him or get one of my own. Of course I said it was mine, and then he... uh, Xiaodao, what do you mean!?"

The girl sneered and didn't say anything. She just showed an expression that said, "It's just as I expected."

Seeing that Ji Xiaodao had no intention of continuing the analysis, Mo Tan took over the conversation and continued to ask Cui Xiaoyu: "So, buddy, were you present when your father applied for the card for you?"

"No, I was just playing basketball with my classmates after school."

Cui Xiaoyu shook his head and his expression became more subtle: "So he... went to the bank to handle it for me alone."

"Then things will be simple."

Mo Tan snapped his fingers and chuckled: "Since your father shares the same household registration book with you and is the undoubted guardian, then naturally the guardian does not need your consent to handle such things on his behalf. Not only that, even if your father opens the Get a secondary card, create a family relationship, and tie the most important account text messages and phone reminders to his own mobile phone number, so you, the holder of the main card, won't notice."

Cui Xiaoyu: "..."

The rest: "..."

Manager Liu thoughtfully refilled Cui Xiaoyu's half cup of tea.

Half a minute later——

"You guys wait for me for a moment."

Cui Xiaoyu let out a long breath, then suddenly stood up and walked out of the store with a stiff expression: "I'll make a call..."

…

at the same time

In the outer suburbs of Dexin District, the rooftop of an unfinished building

"It's almost time."

Sitting cross-legged on the roof of the car, Cui Fan, nicknamed "Book of Heaven", rolled over and rolled out of the new car he just carried. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and counted down leisurely: "Three~two~one~"

'Dad - dad - dad's dad is called grandpa -'

Cui Xiaoyu's milky voice sounded exactly at the moment when the countdown ended, while Cui Fan narrowed his eyes, listened to the cycle and sighed, "It would be great if a child could call me grandpa." Then he connected to the video and raised his hand to say hello to his livid-faced son on the screen: "Hey! Isn't this my son? What's wrong, do you miss your father?"

"father……"

Cui Xiaoyu on the screen stared at Cui Fan without blinking, and asked word by word: "Where is my money?"

"money?"

Cui Fan blinked and asked curiously: "What money?"

"Do you want to see where I am?"

Cui Xiaoyu flipped the camera and took a photo from the Bat King 4S store behind him to the Bentley 4S store across the road. He gritted his teeth and said, "If I'm not mistaken, the one I just saw on the road driving a Bentley looks like my dad." The bastard who looks particularly similar must be you, right?"

Cui Fan waved his hand and frowned: "What are you talking about, kid? We have no grudges in the past and have no grudges in recent times. We have known each other for more than 20 years. Apart from the relationship between father and son, we don't have much in common. .”

"Lao Deng, please stop talking nonsense to me here!"

Cui Xiaoyu stared at his biological father with splitting eyes and said angrily: "That's my fucking hard-earned money! Why are you robbing me of my hard-earned money!"

"Okay, okay, son, please calm down for a moment. This is actually a complete misunderstanding."

When Cui Fan heard this, he immediately tried to persuade her. After the bloodshot eyes in Cui Xiaoyu's eyes faded a little, he explained earnestly: "I didn't steal it, I swiped the card."

Then the screen shook for a while. If nothing unexpected happened, Cui Xiaoyu staggered and almost sat on the ground. However, the young man finally regained his balance and said angrily with a pale face and blue lips: "That's my fucking card." !”

"No, no, no, I swiped my card."

"You fart!"

"I swear. If I lied, your grandfather would be struck to death by lightning right now."

"You are too old to have a face!?"

"In short, I bought the Bentley, but I definitely swiped my own card, and the name is mine."

"All the names are yours?"

Cui Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, and his expression looked a little confused. After all, according to previous speculation, if Cui Fan had used Cui Xiaoyu's secondary card, then the card's name should also be Cui Xiaoyu's.

Then--

"Look if you don't believe me."

With a serious face, Cui Fan took out a black bank card from his pocket, held it in front of the front camera and said seriously: "Look, the name is really mine."

"..."

Cui Xiaoyu looked at the bank card in the camera that had white tape on it and the name 'Cui Fan's' in three twisted and zigzag characters. There were a lot of veins on his forehead and neck, and his skin was red. Because of the large-scale rupture of the capillaries, it was coated with a layer of pink. At first glance, it looked like a Highlander Berserker using his skills.

"Of course--"

As if he just noticed that his son was about to be angry to death, Cui Fan still added appropriately: "Although it was my card, the money spent was indeed yours, and the account name seems to be yours too." .”

"..."

Cui Xiaoyu quickly recalled in her mind her father's care and love for her over the years, but in the end she became even more angry because she couldn't recall anything at all. Cui Xiaoyu suppressed her anger and gritted her teeth and said: "Old ghost, stop talking nonsense! That money is your son’s first pot of gold in his life, wouldn’t you feel bad if you changed hands and spent it all on me?!”

"no."

"..."

"I'm really not sorry. Do you know how much your mother suffered when she gave birth to you?"

"That's my mother's fault, it's none of your business!?"

"I love my wife."

"Old Cui, don't make trouble! I don't have to buy a car for your son, but you can at least keep the balance of the mortgage and renovation for me!"

"No."

"If you don't have a house, the bank will repossess it! You only give me 2,000 yuan in pocket money a month, and I have to pay back 9,000 yuan in mortgage loan! In four months, I have to pay 1.3 million as the final payment for decoration!"

"Thank you for your hard work."

"Stop talking nonsense, I know how much money I have left in my card, and I also know that even if you buy your Bentley, you will still have more than 200,000 left. You give it to me first, and then spend the renovation money in the next two months..."

"Oh, it's all because of your filial piety. Now I only have more than three yuan left. How can I get more than two hundred thousand yuan?"

"What does my filial piety have to do with having more than three yuan left!?"

"A wise son is like a father. There are some things that even if you don't say anything, dad knows it very well. Xiaoyu, tell yourself, after you get this first pot of gold, have you planned to buy something expensive for your dad, mom, and grandpa?" What an expensive gift to show your filial piety."

"That's what I thought, but..."

"Hey! That's right! Your father and I have a clever plan. I didn't want my son to worry too much about it, so I bought all the gifts for you for your grandfather, for your mother, and for your father and me, plus the A Bentley, just over three yuan left!”

"No, then you have to pay for my loan and the balance..."

"Xiao Yu, you are a big boy now. You are a man who stands upright and is taller than your father. You have to learn to figure out some things on your own. You can't just turn to your father for everything."

"Old ghost, stop talking nonsense. You don't mean to say that you want money or your life..."

"It won't kill you."

"You are trying to drive me to death!"

Cui Xiaoyu clutched her chest tightly, and her breathing became more rapid.

"Look at you kid, how can you talk? As the saying goes, parents in the world have pitiful hearts. How can dad really see you getting angry and not do anything?"

Cui Fan smiled kindly, waved his hand and said: "Well, there are still four months until the renovation is completed. If you find a girlfriend during this period, dad, I will reluctantly do the renovation for you. The final payment has been paid out, alas, so... we as parents are actually thinking about you worry-free children."

"I'm so careless!?"

Cui Xiaoyu staggered and almost lost his breath. He held it in on the spot. After a while, he glared at Cui Fan again with a hoarse voice and said angrily: "What shame do you have to say that I am not worried!?"

"I have a wife, you don't."

Cui Fan looked at his son coldly and said seriously: "I have a son, but you don't either."

Cui Xiaoyu: "..."

"In short, if you don't want to pay that decoration company's sky-high liquidated damages, mess up your credit report, or even get sued, you'd better find a way to earn 1.3 million in these four months, or..."

Cui Fan calmly looked at Cui Xiaoyu across the screen and said word by word: "Find a girlfriend and show me."

"Old guy, you're crazy!"

Cui Xiaoyu looked at his biological father with a look of horror on his face and shouted: "You are already crazy!"

"You'll thank me later."

Cui Fanfeng replied calmly, and then said: "As for the mortgage, since it is less than five figures a month, you can just pay it back yourself."

"What do you mean you're paying it back by yourself?"

Cui Xiaoyu's eyes were as wide as copper bells, and he roared: "I'm still in school! You only give me two thousand yuan a month as pocket money! I usually don't dare to order more meat and vegetables when I eat, so you let me solve the loan problem by myself. !?"

"It's none of my business. It's not my name on the house."

"Old ghost, don't you think..."

"Transfer the villa to me, and I'll repay the loan for you."

"Bah! Dreaming!"

"I wouldn't even dream of paying it back for you."

"Old Cui, can you be a little more humane? Didn't you just say that when I found a girlfriend, I would pay the final payment for the renovation, and the rest of the mortgage..."

"I got the marriage certificate and I'll return it for you."

"Grass!"

"That's it. If there's nothing else to do, I'll hang up first."

"Asshole! Aren't you afraid that I will be repossessed by the bank?"

"Oh yes, don't forget to notify me when the time comes."

"Why are you informing me?"

"Let's go buy a foreclosure house. The bank doesn't want it."

"..."

…

five minutes later

"Anyway, that's what it is."

Mo Tan shrugged and smiled bitterly at Yu Chen on the screen: "Xiao Yu seems to have been tricked by his father. Not only did he not have a dime left, but he also incurred millions in debt."

"So Xiaoyu now..."

"As soon as he was carried into the ambulance, I took a look and saw that he was from our school. He probably went straight to Tanhua Medical College."

"It sounds like there shouldn't be a big problem..."

"Oh, by the way, do you know which department Xiaoyu will be sent to if she enters the hospital with such a fainting method?"

"It's probably the neurology department that's overly emotional."

"Oh, logically speaking, which department should Nangong be interning in during this National Day?"

"God... neurology..."

"Then now she..."

"I'm asking for leave. You're next to me..."

"Wow."

"Wow."

Chapter 2127: End