It was indeed a big surprise.

Song Zhichao went up to the house, and then Han Jiaren gave him a big apple, "Are you surprised or surprised? This is the big apple grown in Korea, which is juicy and sweet - I can't bear to eat it! It's cheap!"

Song Zhichao: “…”

I turned the apple around and found that it was broken.

Han Jiaren hurriedly said, "It's because I'm too reluctant to eat it, so I'll put it a little bit. It's okay, just use a knife to cut it off!" He took the fruit knife and quickly cut off the bad block and stuffed it to Song Zhichao.

Before Song Zhichao could speak, Han Jiaren said again: "Hurry up, help me move things after eating the apple!"

Song Zhichao: “…”

I feel that moving things is the key, and treating apples is a complete excuse.

...

Even though she beat Song Zhichao to death, she didn't expect that Han Jiaren would bring so many things this time.

There are two boxes and a big backpack, and I don’t know what they contain.

"Are you going to move?" Song Zhichao stood at the door of the house and asked Han Jiaren.

Han Jiaren bit the rubber band in her mouth, quickly tied her hair that was spread out with her hands, and then tied it with the rubber band, saying, "Of course you have to be fully prepared in such a distance - what my mother said, when you go out, you must rely on yourself."

"Then has your mother said that bringing so many things will be exhausting?"

"I'm not tired. This bag is mine, and the remaining luggage is all yours!" Han Jiaren said that and picked up the backpack and left.

Song Zhichao: “…”

I tried to carry the two big boxes with both hands. It was too heavy, no, it was a dead weight!

At this moment, Song Zhichao felt that he had been fooled, at least he was regarded as a "porter".

From the tower house, Song Zhichao was still strong and healthy, but he still gritted his teeth and lifted the two big boxes down.

When he got downstairs, he was exhausted and panting. Han Jiaren in the distance was still urging him: "Hurry up! He didn't have enough food! Are you still a man?!"

This was simply an insult to his physique and gender. Song Zhichao had to lift two big boxes again and move towards the parking area of ​​the car.

Leaving the Korean courtyard, carrying two large boxes, before walking a few steps, Han Jiaren's scream came from the front: "Oh my God, am I dazzled? Is this your car?"

It seems that Han Jiaren is very dissatisfied with Song Zhichao's car.

When Song Zhichao was carrying the box, Han Jiaren's first sentence turned around was: "Don't tell me that you are bankrupt?!"

Song Zhichao: “…”

Suddenly, he felt that Han Jiaren was a little idiot, so he started to play with her.

Immediately, Song Zhichao's face became a little heavy, and he sighed and said, "I wanted to hide it, but I didn't expect... Oh, you still saw it through it."

Han Jiaren: “…”

He widened his eyes hard, looking surprised.

"No, are you really bankrupt?"

Originally, she was just talking casually, but now looking at Song Zhichao's appearance - is he really bankrupt?

It turns out that Han Jiaren is a little confused and a financial idiot.

Although she is greedy for money, she is not very interested in finance and does not read much about economic news, so she doesn't know what happened to Song Zhichao recently.

In addition, Han Jiaren has always only cared about news in the entertainment industry, whether she will become popular, whether she can make a name for herself in the modeling and television industry, and is immune to other things outside.

In addition, her understanding of Song Zhichao has always been at a "ambiguity".

To be precise, Han Jiaren always thought that Song Zhichao was just a little famous company boss who had been on TV once.

The basis for her determination was: If Song Zhichao was a super tycoon and a big chaebol, he would not have lived in such a small Korean courtyard, and at least he would have lived in a large villa in the Cheongtandong area.

In addition, if Song Zhichao was really rich, he would not urge him to pay off his debts and pay his rent - otherwise, with his natural beauty, how could he not be merciful? If others were to avoid rent for himself.

With these inferences, in Han Jiaren's eyes, Song Zhichao is actually a young talent with a little money - a small company boss who lives in a Korean courtyard, hires a small nanny, occasionally likes to show off his wealth and brag about his awesomeness, and his life seems to be slow, but in fact it is very urgent!

"Ahem, how could you go bankrupt?" Han Jiaren wanted to laugh for some reason.

Alas, you have today too!

Yes, this bad guy always bullies me. He relies on how much money he has, and he acts as a domineering person. Now he is bankrupt and you are an ordinary person! I can no longer spoil you and spoil you, and I have to be on an equal footing with you. Whatever you say is also very dignified!

Han Jiaren's heart was filled with comfort, as if she had slept in the sweat room and massaged it again - her muscles and bones were cleared and her meridians were activated!

However, considering that Song Zhichao is not very good now, Han Jiaren tried hard to hold back her mood of laughter, then tried to tighten her face, bit her lips, squeezed out a trace of sympathy, and said to Song Zhichao: "Can you ask, how did it go bankrupt?"

Song Zhichao sighed, looking at Han Jiaren who was stupid, with a sad look on his face, "Oh, it's not because of last time..."

"Last time?"

"Yes, when you shoot an advertisement, I offended Lin Shiling, the president of the New Century Clothing Company, in order to save you, but I didn't expect that her family was powerful. Just as my company owed them a little money, she urged me to pay it back... Alas, it's all about tears!" Song Zhichao has always been a good person, and his acting skills are absolutely useless.

Han Jiaren didn't know that Song Zhichao was completely fooling him. Seeing that Song Zhichao looked sad, it was because of her own bankruptcy, so she felt a little apology in her heart.

"Ahem, aren't you kidding me?" Han Jiaren was a little unbelievable.

Song Zhichao pointed to the shabby car, "My car has become like this, don't you believe it?"

Han Jiaren blinked and looked at the classic car that seemed to be older than herself. Uh, she was a little convinced.

Koreans are very shameless. To be precise, they are very vanity-oriented and they are simply the number one in Asia.

Especially those who do business, even if the business is not big, they will take out a loan to buy a luxury car to fill their faces. How could they drive such a broken car like Song Zhichao? There is really no other explanation except bankruptcy.

"Oh, why are you so miserable?" Han Jiaren felt that she wanted to gloat and hurriedly suppressed her mood.

"Do you want to laugh?" Song Zhichao said to her.

"Oh, no, why would I want to laugh? I'm sympathetic!"

"But I see that your mouth is cracked - I really want to laugh."

"I'm born with a yinbao mouth shape - don't take it to your heart. Cough, and you're still young and have opportunities. As long as you work hard in the future, you can make a comeback!"

"Thank you Ji Yan, I also think I will make a comeback in the future!"

"Yes, be humble in the future, don't show off your wealth, don't brag, you will still have a chance..." Han Jiaren felt that she was going to get in the car quickly, otherwise she would really be unable to hold it in and laugh out loud.

It's so annoying. The other party obviously went bankrupt because of him, so why did he just want to laugh at him?

Is your conscience too bad?

Oh, Han Jiaren, Han Jiaren, you have to live a kinder life!

Han Jiaren tried hard to make herself more normal, so she hurriedly threw her bag in the car and then jumped into the car.

Song Zhichao also stuffed two bulky boxes into the back of the car.

After finishing everything, Song Zhichao jumped into the car, and he vaguely heard Han Jiaren muttering behind him: "If I had known it wasn't the Cadillac, I would have taken a plane to Jeju Island - what money can I save on air tickets!"

"What did you say?" Song Zhichao turned around and asked.

"Ah? Nothing! I didn't say anything." Han Jiaren hurriedly pretended to wear a seat belt.

Song Zhichao: "Then you sit down, I'm going to start."

"Uh, you can drive it! Try to hurry!" Han Jiaren took a long time to find that the seat belt was actually broken.

Looking at the cars jogging slowly and the road passing by the windows, Han Jiaren was filled with unwillingness.

I originally wanted to take a ride and save money on air tickets, and take Cadillac to Jeju Island to shine, but I didn't expect that people's calculations were worse than god's calculations, so Song Zhichao went bankrupt.

Just this broken car?

How embarrassing it!

Han Jiaren shook her head and suddenly felt a headache.
Chapter completed!