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Chapter 689 10 yuan, no more

Mo Jingchun and Zhou Yaling looked at each other, their eyes filled with helplessness.

It's better now. I'm afraid my family will be in a state of constant chaos in the future.

Mo Jingchun silently observed a second of silence for Xiao Huihui and Baozi.

"Let's go, let the two of them go in the back row."

With that said, Mo Jingchun went straight to another car. It was not that easy to be a shield between the two young ancestors. Zhou Yaling also knew this truth and changed seats with the bodyguard without hesitation.

How could Ling not know who the little fat man and Li Chenyu were? She still has a video of the fight between the two in her database. To be precise, Li Chenyu received a unilateral punch in vain.

"Candy, your metaphor is very bad. Let me tell you... bala bala..."

"hehe."

Candy sneered, put his hands in his pockets, and said angrily: "Zero, although I'm still a first-year student, I'm not stupid, so don't bully me."

After being silent for a while, Zero used his ultimate move.

"Alipay has received one hundred yuan."

Hearing the smart watch beep, Candy calmly raised it and looked at the notification carefully.

The next moment, something happened that shocked even Peter Pan, a veteran driver.

Candy hugged Ling, who looked arrogant, and said with a smile: "We are best friends, right, Ling."

"Hmph~"

At the critical moment, you still need to be able to cash in!

Peter Pan, who was driving in front, controlled his facial muscles and forced himself not to laugh.

Sure enough, the boss is the boss and has foresight. No wonder I won’t take his car today. The boss clearly doesn’t want to watch the performance of these two drama queens.

Does Candy care about a hundred dollars? He really does!

In school, although the cafeteria has all kinds of delicious food, there are some things that are not available, such as soda, spicy strips...

And when you have money, you can buy it in the school canteen. At this time, the role of pocket money comes into play.

One thing that Guangdong has always regretted is that he stuffed all his pocket money into the piggy bank with a twitch in his head, and now he can't take it out even if he wants to use it.

Thinking of this, Guangdang smiled and whispered in Ling's ear: "Ling, the classmates in our class have pocket money every week. If I ask my brother for it, will he give it to me?"

This problem was really difficult for me for a while. The main reason was that the boss often did not play according to the routine, and it was completely impossible to analyze whether the boss was willing to give or not.

A few days ago, she only wanted 200 million, but in the end the boss reluctantly gave her 10 million, even cursing at the time.

"Alas~"

"I don't know either." Ling spread his hands, indicating that he was not sure.

Hearing this, Candy said with an indifferent expression: "Then just ask directly, after all, a piece of meat is indispensable."

Under the setting sun, four identical white cars parked in the middle of the three villas. As soon as Mo Jingchun opened the car door and got out of the car, his hand was held by Candy.

Glancing at Ling, who was watching from a distance, Mo Jingchun lowered his head and looked at Candy, who was shaking his right hand eagerly.

Please start your performance. Mo Jingchun thought in his heart.

"Brother~" Zhou Yaling, who got off the bus from the other side, heard the word "brother" and got goosebumps all over her body. This was too disgusting.

"Tell me what you have in mind." As he said that, Mo Jingchun gave Ling a warning look.

If Candy's sudden act of coquettishness had nothing to do with Ling, Mo Jingchun wouldn't believe it. Seeing the boss's eyes, Ling looked very innocent.

Candy requires pocket money, what does this have to do with me and my zero friends?

"Brother, do you think I'm missing something in school?" Guangdang rubbed his fingers, and the hint was already obvious. But Mo Jingchun acted as if he didn't see it, pretending to be confused.

Looking at Zero in the distance, I thought it was hopeless.

"What's missing?"

"I do not know how."

Gritting his teeth, Candy said to himself with a smile: "Little Fatty gets two hundred yuan every week, Yang Lanhong gets fifty yuan every week,... Xiang'er also gets ten yuan every week."

With that said, Candy sighed.

"There is one person who is even more pitiful. He doesn't have a hair on his body."

The corner of Mo Jingchun's mouth twitched, and even Zhou Yaling on the side couldn't stand it anymore. This drama queen had gone too far.

Everyone has been through elementary school. Can adults not see this little thought?

Zhou Yaling curled her lips and didn't say anything. She just worried about the canteen in the school for three seconds. She didn't know if the relationship between the owner of the canteen was strong enough.

Don't talk nonsense. It doesn't matter. Can you open a canteen in the school? That's impossible.

"Okay, I'll give you ten dollars tomorrow morning, that's all."

"Brother, is it ten yuan a day?"

"Haha~ What are you dreaming about in broad daylight?"

"Xiang'er only needs ten yuan a week, which means ten yuan is enough. If you ask me, Xiang'er must have saved her pocket money every week."

"No, Xiang'er even invited me to drink Coke today."

"Oops, I spilled the beans." Candy, who was covering her little mouth, was very upset and secretly thought that the pocket money she had received was probably gone.

However, what Guangdong didn't expect was that his brother just glared at her and said, "Eat less junk food. Ten yuan a week, no more, unless Xiang'er also increases her pocket money."

"And you, if you dare to give pocket money for candies, all funds will be confiscated."

Ling looked innocent, but he was shot while lying down. Speaking of which, does the one hundred yuan he spent on the way back count?

"Go back and read the textbook to me for half an hour, wink in front of my face, what? Pretend I can't see you."

"Zero, you go with Candy and supervise me."

After watching the two people go upstairs towards the study, Mo Jingchun began to work on his own affairs.

Zhou Yaling, holding Chinese cabbage in her hand, stood at the door of the kitchen and said with a smile: "Brother, this house will definitely be lively in the future."

"Look at little Huihui, the dog is so dumb."

Mo Jingchun glanced at Xiao Huihui with his tail between his legs, "You coward, isn't it just because you were beaten up that you are now a coward?"

Xiao Huihui pretended not to hear anything and still hid behind Baozi. Fortunately, Baozi was strong enough, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to hide his big head.

Zhou Yaling rolled her eyes and said for Xiao Huihui: "That's not cowardice, it's just sincerity. You don't even look at Ling's sandbag-sized fists."

"She is not Candy. Candy really gives in to Xiao Huihui."

"Tsk, tsk, why does it sound so pitiful?"

Mo Jingchun snorted coldly, "Pity? Who asked Xiao Huihui to bite Ling's ass? If it were you, you would be anxious too."

"Zero's hands can discharge high-voltage electricity."

Zhou Yaling was stunned for a moment and looked at the timid Xiao Huihui with some admiration.
Chapter completed!
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