C17

Xia Yun panicked a little, she was normally only wearing a few stalls, a T-shirt worth a hundred yuan was already expensive enough, a piece of 5 million yuan, that was less than 40 million yuan. She really could not understand the concept of spending that much money to buy a set of clothes.

Xia Yun took the clothes and looked at it. As expected, it was called Italy's Summer, and the deal price was exactly as An Ke Er had said, five million. However, on the trade side, it was Lu Feng Ting's name.

After Lu Feng Ting finished speaking, An Ke Er's attitude became even more vicious. He pointed at Xia Yun's nose and scolded: "Listen to me! This dress is mine, compensate me! "

Right now, the only way to vent her anger was to take out a cheque worth five million and throw it right at An Ke Er's face. But right now, she couldn't even take out fifty thousand yuan.

"Pay up!"

An Ke Er stretched out her hand, and said aggressively.

"I... "No." Xia Yun felt that he was being humiliated, but he had no way to retaliate.

"You want to be a scoundrel? Fine, I'll call the police right now. I want to see what you'll say when the police arrive." An Ke Er said as she took out her phone.

"No." Xia Yun had to lower his stance, "I'll return it slowly, okay?"

"Slowly?"

An Ke Er laughed disdainfully, "How much do you earn per month? Can it exceed five thousand? How long will it take you to pay it back? "

"Ke Er."

Lu Feng Ting stood up from his chair and said: "Don't be too overbearing, give others some time to raise money."

An Ke Er glanced at Lu Feng Ting and said: "Alright, I'll give you one day. Gather the money by 6pm, otherwise, we'll meet at the police station and don't think about reneging on your debt. This office has a 360-degree camera with no dead angle."

Xia Yun was so anxious that her face was flushed red, her lips were about to break. Five million, even if he gave her a year's time, he still wouldn't be able to gather all of it.

An Ke Er looked at Xia Yun who was panicking, and waved her hand disdainfully, saying: "Look at your poor and pathetic face, you are really dejected, go and raise some money right now. What? Or should we pay now? "

At this time, Lu Feng Ting walked over, bent down slightly, and stuck his lips next to Xia Yun's ear, saying: "Let's go raise some money, we can settle our matters after we get the money."

After Xia Yun left, An Ke Er asked Lu Feng Ting: "Wind Court, is this woman really worth this Italy's summer?"

Lu Feng Ting said in a daze, "I don't need to explain to you what I have done. Go out."

An Ke Er turned around unwillingly.

"Oh yeah, don't use the word slut to describe her in the future, understand?" Lu Feng Ting looked at An Ke Er's slender back, and added in a low voice.

An Ke Er's body visibly trembled, as she lifted her leg and walked out.