They are all reborn, who will fall in love?

In the early morning, the sun outside the window slanted and sprinkled on the head of the bed.

Jiang Qin opened his eyes suddenly, opened the door and ran to the toilet, but after squatting on the toilet for three minutes, he stood up again in a daze, with a dazed look on his face.

Damn, I forgot that I was reborn, and the problem of diarrhea when I woke up has long since disappeared.

But I got up all the time, and there was no reason to go back to sleep.

Jiang Qin washed up, hung up the towel, rolled out the bicycle in the storage room downstairs, and then went to the Jeju City Library.

When he came to the second floor of the library, he saw Feng Nanshu at a glance.

This girl is wearing a black and white plaid skirt today, her long hair is hanging down her waist, her eyes are clear and bright, and she is looking for books on the bookshelf with her feet on her feet. This posture makes her slender waist straight, her body Slightly protruding forward, the exquisite and graceful curves are undoubtedly revealed.

"What are you looking for?"

"I want to read that book."

Feng Nanshu turned her head to look at him, and pointed to the row above with her slender fingers.

Jiang Qin walked over, helped her take down the book, and handed it to her, and then the two returned to the familiar corner and sat in the familiar seats.

Then, Feng Nanshu opened her small leather bag, took out an ICBC card from it, and patted it directly in front of him.

"for you!"

To be honest, Jiang Qin himself was a little embarrassed.

A thirty-eight-year-old uncle borrowed money from an eighteen-year-old girl.

In addition, the first thing Feng Nanshu did when she sat down was to take out this card, without even waiting for him to ask, which shows that she has always taken this matter to heart.

This is somewhat touching.

Jiang Qin picked up the bank card and squeezed the card with his fingertips, still feeling a little unreal.

Just stand there and borrow the money?

He still remembers when he was dismissed in 2016, he borrowed money everywhere for the rent, and suffered a lot of blind eyes. Although it is not a psychological shadow, the feeling is definitely uncomfortable for him.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

"Um... what's the password?"

"Six eights."

The PINs of rich people's bank cards are really unpretentious. Jiang Qin put the card in his pocket and tapped it twice. Only when he can feel the outline of the card through the pocket can he feel at ease.

He wanted to ask how much money was in it, but he hesitated again and again and was too embarrassed to ask, because he always felt that it was impolite to ask such a question, and it seemed very purposeful.

Forget it, how much is there.

But it should be the young lady's lucky money, or pocket money, which is probably eighty to ninety thousand at most, maybe even less.

He planned to spend the money for a month first, to see if he could double it, and then buy an old and shabby old building in the bustling area to earn a sum of money for demolition.

Then return the money to Feng Nanshu, see how much is left, and then start the real business plan.

"Did you apply for a bank card so early?"

"It's not mine." Feng Nanshu said calmly.

Jiang Qin originally asked casually, but he was stunned when he heard the answer, and then he opened his eyes wide: "This card is not yours, whose is it?"

Feng Nanshu raised her clear eyes: "I stole from my father."

"You stole your father's money for me to spend?"

"Can... can I?"

Feng Nanshu's expression was a little confused, as if he didn't know whether it was right to do so, so he threw the question to Jiang Qin.

Jiang Qin really couldn't be dealt with.

What relationship allows a girl to steal her father's money and spend it for herself?

Boy friend? fiancé? husband?

He could think of nothing else but these possibilities.

But the key problem is that he and Feng Nanshu really don't know each other well, even if they are classmates from the same school, they are not in the same class. Although they read books and eat snacks together these few days, they haven't talked much, and the money is a bit hot.

Jiang Qin hesitated again and again, but reluctantly took out the card from his pocket and returned it to Feng Nanshu.

He is indeed very short of money, because without money he can't do anything, but to seduce an ignorant young girl to steal money from the family? Is this fucking human?

"You don't want to borrow it anymore?" Feng Nanshu was a little confused.

"I'm afraid you will be scolded when you go home, so forget it."

Feng Nanshu shook her head coldly: "No, my father has a lot of cards, and if one is missing, I can't tell."

Jiang Qin still waved his hand: "If it was your money, I would borrow it, but taking it without asking is stealing."

"Will you pay it back?"

"Of course I will."

"Repaying is borrowing." Feng Nanshu said with certainty.

Hearing this, Jiang Qin hesitated.

At this moment, there seemed to be a villain on his left shoulder, urging him to accept it, anyway, as long as he made up the money before being discovered, he would not run away with the money.

Jiang Qin, oh Jiang Qin, have you forgotten why you were so regretful in your previous life? The rules of this world are like this, starving the timid to death.

Besides, borrowing money is not stealing money, at least it is legitimate and has nothing to do with your own moral standards.

Jiang Qin was persuaded by himself, picked up the card again, and took Feng Nanshu to the bank.

Because Feng Nanshu didn't know how much money was in it, she was simply confused, but Jiang Qin felt that since she was the creditor, it was necessary to know the specific amount.

Then again, what is this girl thinking?

He wasn't afraid to lie to her, say 50,000 if it was 100,000, or 30,000 if it was 50,000, and take out all the concealed money, so that she would have nowhere to cry?

After checking at the bank, Jiang Qin found out that poverty really limited his imagination.

Fucking 50,000?

1234567...

There are already too many light digits here!

Jiang Qin opened his eyes wide and looked at Feng Nanshu in disbelief, thinking that you rich people really don't take money as money, do you?

More than 6 million yuan is stored in a bank card, and the password is still 68. If you lose it, you won’t be compensated?

And Feng Nanshu was also looking at the screen at this time. After a while, she raised her hand expressionlessly and pointed to the string of numbers on the screen.

"Wow, you have a lot of money."

"??????"

After returning from the bank, Jiang Qin sat silently at the desk, always feeling that today's experience was more absurd than the rebirth.

But anyway, the matter of the first pot of gold is perfectly solved, he doesn't even need to be so cautious to start a business, he can just do it directly.

Buying old, broken and small houses for demolition, earning a fortune, investing in stocks, and doing some business. Starting a business is not too easy.

At this moment, Feng Nanshu suddenly put down the book in his hand, and looked at him with clear eyes, as if he wanted to say something.

Jiang Qin regained his senses a little: "What's wrong?"

"I want to make friends with you, and I hope you don't know how to appreciate flattery." Feng Nanshu's expression was very serious.

"?????"

Jiang Qin's face was full of question marks, and he couldn't figure out what the route was.

But then, he saw clearly the title of the book he helped Feng Nanshu get - "How to Make Good Friends Quickly and Effectively".

Jiang Qin's mind froze for a moment, and he glanced at the nervous Feng Nanshu again, then slapped his forehead, feeling that the situation was instantly clear.

Which bastard spread rumors that she was cold?

This girl is obviously a natural dumb plus social fear!

"Actually...we're already friends."

"Then when can you take me out to play?"

"..."