C16 Congestion

"But, I don't have that much money …"

Wang Wei felt helpless.

Actually, this society was already very realistic.

People who had money and connections became richer.

On the other hand, people like them, who had neither connections nor money, could not be compared to others who would casually mess with them.

Just like now, with his current wealth, Sun Li wouldn't even have the capital to enter the sect!

"It's fine, I can lend it to you."

Sun Li said straightforwardly, "I don't need you to write me a promissory note, but I personally plan on investing 20 million, so I can help you add another million. Sun Li straightforwardly said," I don't need you to sign me a promissory note, I personally plan to invest 20 million, so I can help you add another million.

"Is that really okay?"

Wang Wei was moved.

Sun Li quickly said, "We're old classmates, so it's only right for us to help each other. If I had you to accompany me during my three years in high school, I don't know what would happen to me. You were helping me in the past, but now I'm helping you."

Wang Wei hesitated for a few seconds. In the end, he still chose to vote, "Then, thank you."

Ten or two hundred thousand.

This was already a money that he might not be able to earn even after four to five years.

"Stop it."

Sun Li rolled her eyes at Wang Wei. "If you really want to thank me, then accompany me to see the house."

"..."

Sun Li did not bring Wang Wei to the shopping mall for the next few days.

She and Wang Wei could almost be seen in every major sales center in the city.

After seven days of employment, Sun Li let Wang Wei go.

He also left the hotel and went to live in a luxurious renovated house he bought in the city.

He left the few sets of clothes that Sun Li bought for Wang Wei in Sun Li's new home.

This request was made by Sun Li.

It was easy for his wife to misunderstand that he was taking these clothes home with him now, and it wouldn't be too late to take them back when he got his share of the investment.

Looking at the considerate Sun Li, Wang Wei pondered for a few seconds before leaving his clothes at Sun Li's new home.

"… …"

In the evening.

Wang Wei had changed into his original clothes and returned home early.

Sun Li had also sent him almost four thousand yuan. This was the cost of seven days of hard work.

Coincidentally, this day was also the day that Zhao Hui had decided to "travel" to his home.

After driving home, Wang Wei went to the nearby market to buy a lot of favorite dishes of Zhao Hui and planned to go back to cook.

However, when he was carrying a big bag of dishes up the stairs in the elevator …

After exiting the elevator.

The dish in his hand fell to the ground.

Wang Pengfei and Zhao Hui, who had both opened the door and were kissing, reacted without even closing it. They both looked at Wang Wei.

Wang Wei instantly collapsed!

"Wh-what are all of you doing!?"

His fists were clenched tightly together.

"Yo, Old Wang is back."

Wang Pengfei quickly reacted and tidied up his messy clothes, revealing a hint of ridicule in his eyes. He mocked, "Since you have seen it, then we will not be happy with you. Sorry, I was too excited this time, next time I will be more careful. Don't worry, only you will not say anything about it, no one will talk about it. Alright, the two of you take your time to chat, I'll be leaving first. "

"Bastard!"

Blood rushed to Wang Wei's heart in anger, and his eyes were instantly bloodshot. He clenched his fist and mercilessly smashed it towards Wang Pengfei's face.