I Love You, Stupid Woman!

Chapter 20 Why is it him again?

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Sang Wan subconsciously thought of the bloodshot turbid white that came out of his legs when he woke up yesterday, and his eyebrows were drawn fiercely, an indescribable strange feeling.

Fortunately the problem was not big, Sang Wan quickly put on his pants.

After leaving the consulting room, Sang Wan took the medical card and went to the billing office to line up.

She was a little busy, and only arrived at her after more than ten minutes.

"One hundred and two dollars and eight cents." The person in the window took her medical card and slid it down on the machine, reporting a string of numbers to her.

"I swiped my card." Sang Wan pulled out the credit card and handed it over.

After more than ten seconds, the card was handed back, "Exceeded limit, change one."

"How is it possible?" Her card has a credit limit of 100,000, and she has used it for the first time this month. "Thank you to do it again, there must be a mistake."

Swipe it again, the result is the same, "Over the limit, you have no other cards?"

Sang Wan felt a little heavy, and changed his salary card and handed it over.

"The balance is insufficient. Do you want to get this medicine? Don't delay the patients behind!" The person in the window looked at her impatiently.

A chill rushed from the soles of her feet. There should be at least 50,000 in this card. But after she booked a ticket yesterday, she couldn't even pay one hundred and two dollars today?

There are no more cards.

Twelve yuan is left in the wallet.

For half a month, the wallet was in Jiang Tian's hands.

Before living together, Sang Wan had never defended that caring cousin, and even if Jiang Tian didn't know it, Song Huaian knew the passwords of all her cards.

In half a month, her savings for two years were gone, and there was one hundred thousand in the credit card...

One hundred and fifty thousand!

Should she thank them for the plane ticket money left by them'kindly'?

"Miss, did I say you're all right? Let's let us know if we don't pay, we are all in a hurry!" The urging voice gradually sounded.

Sang Wan was pushed down by someone's shoulders before he came back to his senses. He slammed things into his wallet and turned away desperately.

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The room leaks in the night rain. In this case, the phone’s arrears and shutdown is simply a salt sprinkled on the wound.

Sang Wan pressed his temples with a headache, took a deep breath, and forced himself to cheer.

She bought the cheapest compressed biscuits and mineral water in a convenience store with the only twelve pieces she had all over her body, leaving four steel trowels in her pocket and went straight to the subway station.

She was full on the subway, and when she got to the other party's company, she had nothing left.

It was very close to three. The front desk called and soon someone came downstairs to lead her.

"Miss Sang, meet again." The other party is the person in charge of this case. He had met before. "That's right. There were some minor problems with these tooling design drafts during the approval of the head office. It just so happened that Boss came here today. Check, this will be upstairs, the boss will discuss with you in detail."

Head Boss?

Or the head office...

Sang Wan was a little surprised, and couldn't help feeling nervous.

The elevator went all the way to the top floor. Sang Wan went through his own design carefully, and when he returned to God, he had stopped in front of a closed door.

'Deduction!'

The man on the side raised his hand and knocked on the door, "President, RT designer Miss Sang is here."

"Yeah." There was a faint response from the door within two or three seconds.

The man at the side opened the door, but he didn't mean to go in with Sang Wan, "Miss Sang, please."

Sang Wan stepped forward and didn't know why when he entered the door. A bad premonition spontaneously emerged.

The door has a lot of space and is quiet.

There was no one in front of the desk. Sang Wan took two steps, looked around subconsciously, and then saw the slender figure leaning against the French window.

With one hand in his pocket, the dark gray suit and the slender black leather shoes, even his back reveals a smell of alienation and...expensiveness.

Much younger than she thought.

Sang Wan raised his hand and pressed the beating heart, and it took a while to find his own voice, "Hello, I'm RT designer Sang Wan."

"Yeah." What responded to her was the same syllable as before entering the door.

Sang Wan let out a dry cough and tried not to stammer, "What's wrong with this batch of tooling design drafts? You can propose amendments, and I will do my best to meet your company's requirements."

In fact, for more than a year in the company, she has always been behind her predecessors. This is the first time she is responsible for a complete project. It is fake to say that she is not nervous.

Especially now it is still the big boss of other company...

silence.

Sangwan waited for a long time but didn't wait for half a word.

The man always turned his back to her, wondering what he was thinking.

Sang Wan wondered if he hadn't heard her talking behind his ears, and repeated subconsciously, "Excuse me..."

"Why didn't you run away?" The man asked nonsensically at the same time. When he spoke, he turned around and his eyes met in an instant. Sang Wan's legs softened, and he took two steps back and sat on the ground with an embarrassed butt.

Why... it's him again?!