Suddenly, the voice of her brother Fang Jingyang rang in her ears. Fang Xiaoxiao looked back and saw a man in a white coat standing at the door not far away.
Who is it if it¡¯s not Fang Jingyang?
"Brother! Why are you here!!!"
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On the other hand, after Xia Qiuxue and Mr. Zhou walked out of Zhou's house, neither of them had any cash with them, and there was only less than 500 pocket money left in their cards.
Xia Qiuxue is still a patient. Although she can be discharged from the hospital now, her body is weak and lacks energy and blood. The doctor recommends that she increase her nutritional intake every day, preferably chicken soup.
The two of them stood on the street, with the whistling north wind blowing by. In order to maintain their image of fresh and beautiful women, they only wore a black skirt in such a cold weather in Xia Qiuxue.
At this moment, the wind was coming from all directions. It was so cold that she kept sniffing and took half a step back without leaving any trace.
Asked softly: "Mr. Zhou, what should we do now?"
Mr. Zhou raised his eyes and stared blankly at the wide and straight road. The street lamps had begun to emit a dim yellow light, which fell on the leaves and turned the area close to the street lamps green.
He sighed without trace, and took the lead in walking towards a bank automatic teller machine [ATM] on the roadside.
¡°First go and get some money, and then find a hotel to stay. Starting tomorrow, I will go find a job!¡±
Having said this, he paused and looked at Xia Qiuxue affectionately, raised four fingers and swore: "Xiaoxue, don't worry! From now on, I will definitely work hard to make money to support you."
The moment she stood in front of this shabby little hotel, Xia Qiuxue began to regret.
But Mr. Zhou didn't feel it at all, and was still planning the future for him and Xia Qiuxue.
¡°As everyone knows, he has never been in her future.
Faced with Mr. Zhou¡¯s promise at this moment, Xia Qiuxue didn¡¯t take it to heart at all and was forced to follow him to the bank.
It was only after this investigation that I discovered that the balance in his bank card had actually been frozen!
Those are the red envelopes or lucky money he has received over the years, which total about five to six million.
Once frozen, he really has nothing.
Mr. Zhou stared at the four zeros on the machine with a pale face, his face was extremely ugly, "XiaoXiaoxue, my mother has frozen my bank card."
At the end, he sighed, looked at her and said seriously: "Otherwise, you can take some money and we can open a room to sleep first."
As soon as she heard that Mr. Zhou asked her to show up to book a room, Xia Qiuxue's true hypocrisy was exposed, and she refuted Mr. Zhou's arrangement very unhappily.
"I ran away from home until I fainted and was hospitalized. Then I went back to Zhou's house with you, Mr. Zhou, and then I was kicked out. During this period, I was with you all the time. Didn't Mr. Zhou know that I was rich or not? "
Xia Qiuxue¡¯s question made Mr. Zhou blush with embarrassment, and he stood there hesitantly. Finally, he added a supplementary explanation:
"Xiaoxue, you misunderstood me. What I meant was that I would borrow it from you first and then return it to you later."
borrow?
Xia Qiuxue¡¯s reaction after hearing this was to sneer. It was the first time she met such a man.
As a man, he borrowed money from a woman. I don¡¯t know how he had the nerve to say such shameless words.
The corners of his lips twitched, and he answered Young Master Zhou's plea softly but decisively, "No! I don't have a penny on me now."
After finishing his words, Mr. Zhou¡¯s eyes darkened.
He has lived for almost twenty-five years, and this is the first time he has tasted what it is like to have no money. When the word "poverty" comes to him, he realizes how helpless the poor are.
At this moment, Xia Qiuxue suddenly saw a small billboard at the intersection, with a thick "dang" written in black ink.
The storefront is not big, and the decoration looks very old-fashioned. It seems that it is an old store with a long history.
For the pawnshop industry, the longer it has been open, the better the credit.
She had an idea, pointed to the pawn shop and said to Mr. Zhou: "How about you pawn the Swiss watch on your wrist, Mr. Zhou?"
"It's more or less worth the money. It's so cold outside. Let's book a room first and get away from the weather. I'm really cold."
She said pitifully, looking at Mr. Zhou with expectation in her eyes.
 The latter temporarily softened his heart and agreed to her proposal - to pawn his watch.
The famous watch in his hand was a gift from his uncle at his eighteenth-year-old coming-of-age ceremony, worth seven figures.
The dials inside are all pure gold, and the outer dial is inlaid with 108 South African diamonds, which are worth a lot of money.
The person guarding the pawn shop is a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties, with a short crew cut, wearing a dark blue tunic suit and a black vest.
Like a standard Northeastern old man, with his hat on and his hands in his sleeves, he looked like he didn¡¯t care about anything.
She looked between the two young men with a stern look, and said jokingly: "Elopement mandarin ducks? Tsk, tsk, tsk This watch is not bad, but the dial is a bit worn."
¡°Also, the strap looks like it has been disconnected and put on again. It is not original.¡±
¡°As expected of an old man who has been in the pawn industry for more than ten years, he is well-informed and has seen almost all the precious things in the world.
Like the fast watch that Mr. Zhou carries, although there are similar brands that can be replaced, the prices are always different. The latter looks more noble and elegant.
"Three hundred thousand, no more."
After putting down the magnifying glass in his hand, the shopkeeper slowly washed his hands, blew his beard and answered them softly.
"What? Three hundred thousand??? Boss, please take a closer look. This is a Di Luolan watch. This is the classic model of Love 520. When I bought it, it cost seven figures!"
Three hundred thousand was like sending away a beggar. Young Master Zhou was so angry that he clenched his fists.
¡°This watch cost more than two million when he bought it. If he had known it, he would have used this and that million to buy a house, which would have saved people from having to bow their heads under the roof.
Seeing that Mr. Zhou was dissatisfied with the price and hesitant, the shopkeeper closed the small window on the counter.
"It's only 300,000. If you're not satisfied, forget it. I actually don't really want to accept this dial from you. I'll have to replace the movement and strap after I get it back."
Precision instruments like watches have higher requirements for spare parts, so the cost of purchasing accessories also goes up.
If he replaces the movement and strap, it will inevitably cost hundreds of thousands.
Do you want to be one?
Young Master Zhou actually doesn¡¯t want to pawn it, but if he doesn¡¯t block the watch, he and Xia Texue will sleep on the street tonight.