Quick Wear: The scumbag is on the prowl, beware

Song Hui's eyes widened: "How is this possible? Your card is broken, right? How could my card have insufficient balance..."

The waiter kept smiling but secretly despised Song Hui in his heart. He said the balance was insufficient because he was afraid of hurting the customer's face. The truth was that the card Song Hui took out was empty, even emptier than a new one.

Song Hui didn't believe it, so he opened his wallet, took out a stack of cards and swiped them one by one, but there was no money in any of them.

"Sir, do you have any other cards?"

Song Hui stood there in a daze, his face flushed with embarrassment.

He had already realized what had happened. All the funds on his cards had been withdrawn, and he knew who had done it without asking.

Mo Ningyu also felt deeply ashamed. She and Song Hui often went to high-end places together and were used to receiving envious looks from people around them. This was the first time she was treated like a monkey and watched by others.

The waiter's smile became more and more stiff, and there was a hint of vigilance in his eyes. Could these two people be pretending to be rich and dining here to freeload?

They seem to be a good-looking couple, and they look like decent people, but they actually do something like this to get free food?

Seeing that the waiter was about to turn around and call the manager, Mo Ningyu suppressed his embarrassment and asked, "How much is it? I'll pay."

Song Hui immediately looked at Mo Ningyu as if he were a life-saving straw.

Waiter: "You two have a total of 8,800 yuan. Would you like to pay by card or cash?"

Eight thousand eighty?

Mo Ningyu wanted to ask loudly, are you guys cheating us? Is what we eat gold?

But the commotion here had already attracted the attention of other diners. Mo Ningyu couldn't speak, and didn't want Song Hui to think that he was petty and not presentable.

Under the waiter's eager gaze, Mo Ningyu gritted his teeth and took out his mobile phone to scan the code and pay for the meal.

When she saw the deduction notice, she felt so heartbroken that her heart was bleeding. This was almost two months' salary for her.

After leaving the restaurant, Song Hui let out a long sigh and said gratefully: "Thank you Ning Yu, it's all thanks to you today, otherwise I would be so embarrassed."

Mo Ningyu forced a smile and said, "Brother Song Hui, what are you talking about? What's mine is yours. I am willing to spend money on you."

Song Hui was moved and hugged Mo Ningyu: "You are so kind, Ningyu, I will double compensate you in the future."

The car was taken away, the card was frozen, and the property was naturally gone.

Song Hui originally planned to book a presidential suite in a five-star hotel to stay in for a while, but now he is penniless and can only follow Mo Ningyu back to her rental house.

The house that Mo Ningyu rented was a one-bedroom, one-living-room apartment of more than 30 square meters, with a complete kitchen and bathroom. To be fair, it was actually not bad.

But Song Hui has lived in a big house and villa since he was a child. The living room in his home is more than 30 square meters. When he entered the door, he was even a little surprised that there was such a small house.

Song Hui lived with Mo Ningyu and started to live off her.

Song Hui was used to spending lavishly, and he was raised by someone who served him well, so he couldn't be relied upon to cook or do housework. He was also very particular about what he ate and wore, and soon Mo Ningyu's savings were depleted.

Mo Ningyu, who had never gone to work since hooking up with Song Hui, had no choice but to return to the bar.

Song Hui gritted his teeth and waited for a month, but no one contacted him. He went to the company anyway, only to be told that his position had already been taken by someone else and he was fired.

Mo Ningyu became more and more panicked. She hooked up with Song Hui in order to marry into a wealthy family and enjoy a good life, not to cultivate true love with Song Hui and then live an ordinary life together.

She tentatively suggested that Song Hui should just bow his head to his mother, but Song Hui refused angrily.

"Humph, you think I've given up just like that? I want to show her that I can still accomplish something without her."

Song Hui joined his family's company as a senior manager right after graduation. All his projects went smoothly, and he never even got angry at his partners. He always thought he was a gifted business genius.

So he decided to borrow money from his old friends and start a business.

He made more than a dozen calls, but no one answered. Either the phone was turned off or they blocked him.

Those who used to surround him and call him Brother Hui all the time have now disappeared.

After finally getting through to one person, the other party hesitated for a long time before saying, "Brother Hui, I risked my dad breaking my legs to answer your call. You should go back and apologize to your mother. We have received orders not to lend you money..."

Song Hui couldn't stand it anymore and hung up.

He still didn't give up, and contacted a supplier with whom he had worked very happily before, thinking of buying a batch of goods from him on credit and repaying him after making a profit.

The other party refused outright.

Song Hui roared angrily: "Brother Wang, you are not being righteous. You made a lot of money from me when we worked together before. You can't be so ungrateful. Besides, you know my ability. This is a win-win situation. I came to you to give you face."

Song Hui started to talk about his kindness to Brother Wang. Brother Wang tried to endure it, but finally gave in.

He yelled, "You f*cking bastard, you're so fucking shameless. I wanted to save some face for you, but you're just taking advantage of me."

"Do you really think you are capable? Do you know why I always like to work with you? Because you are an idiot. All the projects you handle have problems."

"In order to clean up your mess, to protect your self-esteem and reputation in front of your subordinates, and to make up for my losses, your mother always loses money and gives me the profit. That's why I like to cooperate with you. Do you understand?"

He sneered, "I heard that you broke up with your mother. You are such a fool. Without your mother, you can't even find your organization. If I had a mother like that, I would be too filial to her. You are such a useless person who doesn't know how to appreciate the blessings you have. You..."

Song Hui didn't dare to listen anymore and hung up the phone in panic.

His throat seemed to be strangled and he was unable to speak for a long time.

Song Hui screamed in his heart, no, it's not like that, what he said is not true, his previous success was achieved by himself...

But he couldn't help but think of some details, such as the project link that was originally stuck inexplicably went smoothly, and when he clearly couldn't find a suitable supplier, someone suddenly took the initiative to come to his door and ask for cooperation at a low price...

He had always thought that he was outstanding in ability, but now he was told that it was because he had a good mother...

Mo Ningyu listened to his phone call throughout the whole process, her face was full of excitement. She suddenly felt confused. Did she bet on the wrong horse?

She whispered, "You should admit your mistake to your mother."

Song Hui did not refuse this time. Mo Ningyu's words gave him a way out. He was no longer as confident as before. He took out his cell phone and called Zhang Yufen.

However, he was unable to get through and was blocked.

Song Hui couldn't believe it and called Song Si again, but the result was the same.

The two looked at each other and their faces turned pale.