In a simple house.
Fang Xuan got up, tidied herself up, and prepared to go to work. Just as she was about to go out, she was stopped by her brother, Fang Heng.
"Sister, I don't have any money. Give me money to refuel." Fang Heng stretched out his hand.
"Can't you just sell that Lamborghini Ferrari? Why do you need to refuel it every two or three days? It's too expensive. "Fang Xuan said with some displeasure.
"This car has a lot of horsepower and consumes more fuel than ordinary cars." Fang Heng explained, then said, "It's just a little bit of fuel money. It doesn't matter. Give me the money quickly. I still want to go out and play."
Hearing this, Fang Xuan was even more displeased. She scolded, "You're not young anymore. Can't you find something to do every day? Don't always go out and play."
"How am I not doing anything? Didn't I buy so many valuable antiques?" Fang Heng retorted.
It would have been better if he didn't mention this. Fang Xuan got angry when he mentioned it. However, she was in a hurry to go to work and didn't have time to continue scolding Fang Heng.
"I'm going to work. If you have anything to say, say it later." After saying that, she wanted to pass by Fang Heng and go out.
Fang Heng stopped her and said, "Sister, give me the money first. I don't want much. Just one million."
"Do you think your sister is a rich woman? You want to give me ten million! And do you need so much money to refuel? "Fang Xuan said anxiously.
"Aren't you a rich woman? The one billion I got from selling antiques is all with you. I asked for more in one go so that I don't have to look for you all the time. "Fang Heng said matter-of-factly.
Fang Xuan rubbed her forehead. She felt a headache coming on.
The antiques that her younger brother had bought were all fake. They were all collected by Wang Haoran as a trust.
Wang Haoran transferred the money from selling the antiques to her, but she transferred it to Wang Haoran.
However, Fang Xuan didn't know how to explain this matter. She could only reply to Fang Heng.
"You can't touch the money from selling the antiques. Keep it for your future wife."
"You don't need so much money to marry a wife." Fang Heng rolled his eyes and urged, "Sis, stop fooling around. Give me the money. I still have to go to the class reunion. If I don't have any money on me, how would I look like?"
Fang Xuan said helplessly, "I'll transfer you fifty thousand."
Her original salary was about 30,000 yuan. Naturally, after following Wang Haoran, her monthly salary had increased to 100,000 yuan. Fifty thousand was still within his means.
As she spoke, she took out her phone and transferred the money to Fang Heng.
Immediately, a handsome face appeared in his mind.
Calculating the time, it had been a long time since he last looked for her.
It had been so long, perhaps she had forgotten about him?
Fang Xuan sighed inwardly.
However, this was normal.
When she was with him, she was clumsy and didn't know how to please him. She was even worse than that little girl named Wen Jing.
"Fifty thousand is too little. It's not enough, not enough," Fang Heng said unhappily.
"Just fifty thousand. I don't have anything more." Fang Xuan was infuriated when her thoughts were interrupted.
"Sis, are you kidding? I have more than a billion yuan with you. How can you only take out a million yuan?" Fang Heng was losing his patience.
He pretended to be rich in the group chat and said that he wanted to treat dozens of classmates to a meal at a big hotel. If it wasn't at least a hundred thousand yuan, he wouldn't be able to pay the bill.
"That money, that money … I gave that money to my boyfriend to do business." Fang Xuan didn't want to tell the truth, so she found a random reason to fool Fang Heng.
"Sis, when did you find a boyfriend?" Fang Heng was shocked and asked subconsciously.
"Do I have to inform you when I find a boyfriend?" Fang Xuan asked.
"Sis, you just said that you gave the money to your boyfriend to do business. More than a billion yuan, you gave it all to him?" Fang Heng realized another serious problem and asked in shock.
"Yes." Fang Xuan nodded.
"More than a billion yuan for your boyfriend to do business. Are you crazy?!" Fang Heng stomped his foot.
"He will return the money in the future. Don't worry." Fang Xuan wanted to calm Fang Heng down.
"How can I not worry? I earned that money. You didn't even ask and directly lent more than a billion yuan to your boyfriend. Do you still see me as your brother? You don't deserve to be my sister! "Fang Heng said angrily.
"You don't deserve to be my brother!" Fang Xuan was also angry. She pointed at the big car outside, "You drive this car every day and wander around outside. I didn't even say anything about you. Do you know how this car came about?"
"Of course I earned it." Fang Heng replied.
"You earned it?!" Fang Xuan sneered. She wanted to say that his sister betrayed herself in exchange for it.
But when the words reached her mouth, she was too embarrassed to say them. She swallowed them back down.
She directly walked past Fang Heng and walked out without looking back. She completely ignored Fang Heng's shouts behind her.
Not long after, Fang Xuan left Fang Heng's field of vision.
Fang Heng stomped his feet in anger. His sister was too stupid. She actually lent her own money to her boyfriend to do business.
【Ding, the host caused damage to the protagonist Fang Heng's mentality. Received 300 villain points. Fang Heng's protagonist aura -15. Host's villain aura + 15!】
【Ding, Fang Heng's protagonist aura is lower than 50. The Golden Finger is ineffective.】
Wang Haoran, who was in class, suddenly received a system notification.
It had been a long time since he last saw the protagonist, Fang Heng.
Speaking of which, it had been a long time since he last saw him.
If it wasn't for the sudden wave of rewards, he would have almost forgotten about this protagonist.
However, the rewards that Fang Heng provided, Wang Haoran didn't care about them anymore.
It was too little.
"I have a batch of antiques to sell to you. Do you have time?"
Just as Wang Haoran was thinking about Fang Heng, he suddenly received a message from Fang Heng.
"Around six in the evening." Wang Haoran immediately replied. Fang Heng's Golden Finger was ineffective. He wouldn't be able to harvest anything in the future. This should be the last harvest.
He just didn't know how many antiques Fang Heng had collected after not seeing him for so long.
"Okay, I'll drive over to pick you up to see my batch of antiques. But I have to remind you to prepare more money." Fang Heng sent a message.
"Don't worry. Money is not a problem." Wang Haoran replied again.
In the evening, Fang Heng drove his Lamborghini to the gate of Qingling University, attracting many envious gazes.
Fang Heng was so proud that his nose was almost in the sky.
Wang Haoran had just arrived. Seeing this scene, he laughed in his heart. This should be the last time Fang Heng showed off.
"You're here. Get in the car." Fang Heng greeted him.
Wang Haoran got into the passenger's seat and followed Fang Heng to the house.
Fang Heng's antiques were stored in the basement of the old house.
When Wang Haoran arrived at the basement, he saw a lot of bottles and jars, as well as some wrapped paintings and other objects.
"So many?" Wang Haoran was surprised.
"What's wrong? You can't afford so many?" Fang Heng sneered.
"No, I want all of them." Wang Haoran smiled meaningfully.
"I've asked someone to estimate the price. It's worth a little more than two billion yuan in total. But since you're a regular customer, I'll give you two billion yuan instead," Fang Heng said, emphasizing his words.
"But this time, you can't transfer the money to my sister. You have to transfer it directly to me."
"No problem. But let me make a call first," Wang Haoran said.
"You're looking for someone to inspect the goods? Then hurry up. I still have things to do. "Fang Heng urged.
He had a dinner with his classmates in the evening. He wanted to sell these antiques to Wang Haoran as soon as possible and show off at the class reunion.
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