At night…
In the hospital, Lan Tingyi was dissecting when Old Wang called at the right time to ask for money.
"Brother Lan, I haven't looked for you recently and you haven't looked for me either. Give me another 30,000 yuan!"
Old Wang drank a mouthful of beer and smiled.
"Have you had enough? How much money have I transferred to you?" Lan Tingyi said impatiently.
"Alright, it's alright if you don't want to transfer. I'll go to the Public Security Bureau and turn myself in!"
Old Wang's tone was extremely threatening.
Lan Tingyi had had enough. Ever since he gave him money last time, he had been asking for more and more, and his money had been emptied.
"I really don't have any money now! If you want money, wait a while, I'll give you my salary!"
Lan Tingyi was about to hang up but Old Wang was unwilling. He couldn't go back on his word!
