- Xiao Zhao: I've only helped you twice in the past two weeks, so you don't need to give me anything QAQ.
"..." What the heck? Wages? What wages? The original owner still owes people wages?
Looking at the half-eaten original recipe chicken nugget in his hand, Zhou Zhou thought about his less than four-figure balance and suddenly it didn't taste so good anymore.
But everyone has their difficulties, and Zhou Zhou couldn't bring herself to withhold wages.
Zhou Zhou: Clear, definitely clear.
Zhou Zhou: How much was it again?
- Xiao Zhao: Five thousand QAQ.
"..." QAQ
An unexpected debt of 5,000 yuan made Zhou Zhou's already difficult situation even worse.
[Author's Note: Zhou Zhou: A man should be independent! A man should be self-reliant!]
Fu Hengzhi: Here's the card, swipe it as you like.
Maybe there will be another update tonight?
Chapter Seventeen: My Sorrowful Experience as a Fan – Ten Million in Debt
Given Zhou Zhou's current situation, how can he possibly come up with that 5,000 yuan?
Zhou Zhou stared anxiously at the chat box. In fact, if he asked Fu Hengzhi, he would definitely give him the money, and the other party would definitely give him more than five thousand yuan.
But could he be a freeloader? He finally made up his mind to refuse a life of relying on others.
"Phew~"
Zhou Zhou took a deep breath, extremely solemnly, and tapped his fingers on the screen.
Zhou Zhou: Do you need it urgently? QAQ
Zhou Zhou wanted to slap the original owner of this body twice for her shameless behavior.
Fu Hengzhi gives you a million yuan in pocket money every month, what about your savings?! Your company pays you at least tens of thousands of yuan in salary every month, what about your money?!
-Xiao Zhao: Actually, there's no rush QAQ
Xiao Zhao: I'm just worried that you'll buy random things again, and then I won't have money to pay my salary QAQ
As the original owner's personal assistant, Xiao Zhao could only describe the original owner's lifestyle in one word.
extravagant.
Although he didn't know the original owner's true background, he could tell that his boss was probably some young master who used his pocket money to go into the entertainment industry to chase after a movie star. He would spend the money and go back home once he had enough fun. He just didn't expect this day to come so soon.
Zhou Zhou breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing the other party's reply.
Zhou Zhou: Can I make it for you next month?
Zhou Zhou: Even if the employment relationship ends, we can still be friends. I'll pay you your salary next month, including these two weeks. I'll give you six thousand. Is that okay with you?
Xiao Zhao: Okay QAQ
Xiao Zhao: Brother Zhou, as a friend, I want to remind you of something QAQ
Zhou Zhou: Okay, go ahead.
Xiao Zhao: You should give up on Actor Ye. Even though it's not my money, it still hurts to see you throw it away so easily QAQ
-Xiao Zhao: That ring is worth almost ten million! QAQ
"..." Zhou Zhou narrowed his eyes, making sure he hadn't misread the number. Could it be that the other party had made a mistake?
Zhou Zhou: Nearly ten million?
Zhou Zhou confirmed it repeatedly.
Xiao Zhao: Yeah QAQ
Zhou Zhou: Okay, I have something to do, I'll stop chatting now, see you later.
- Zhou Zhou: Keep in touch, and who knows, you might have your salary sorted out before next month.
Xiao Zhao: Huh? QAQ
Zhou Zhou quickly finished the fries, chicken nuggets, and burgers on the table, choked a little, drank half a glass of cola, and forced down the food stuck in her throat.
A ring! Ten million!
A ten million dollar ring! Where did he put it? It seemed to be in his pocket when he left the film set that day, and it was still there when he got in the car, but it seemed to have disappeared when he went back to shower and change clothes.
Therefore, the ring is most likely lost in one of three places: Fu Hengzhi's car, the villa's courtyard, or the villa itself.
Zhou Zhou had never felt her brain working so fast outside of work.
Ten million, ten million! He couldn't wait to go back and find his lost ten million.
Zhou Zhou put on a mask and left KFC, but her Bluetooth earpiece started working.
Zhou Zhou raised his hand and lightly tapped the Bluetooth earphone with his fingertips.
Because her phone was in her pocket, Zhou Zhou didn't know who was calling.
"Where are you?" A pleasant and magnetic voice came through the earphones.
Fu Hengzhi?
Zhou Zhou stopped in his tracks, as he also wanted to ask the other person if the brocade box from that day had been left in the car.
“I’m…” Zhou Zhou paused, looking up at the largest sign here, “…over here at Wanji Plaza.”
"Hmm." When it was time to leave work, he drove home for the first time in a long time, when he received a call from Aunt Feng.
The other party said that after buying the things, he returned home and found that Zhou Zhou was not at home. It was almost dinnertime, so he asked Zhou Zhou to call and ask where Zhou Zhou was.
He understood Aunt Feng's little scheme; just like he had said at noon, it was about increasing communication between the two of them.
"I'll come pick you up. Don't wander around there."
"Okay, let me know when you get there, I have something to do—Holy crap!"
Fu Hengzhi was also wearing Bluetooth. Suddenly, the voice on the other end of the phone increased, and the excessive volume made Fu Hengzhi's ears ring. Fu Hengzhi, who was originally calm, became angry. Just as he was about to lash out, he heard a loud noise from a heavy object hitting the ground, as well as the chaotic sounds of a crowd running.
Fu Hengzhi frowned and asked, "What's wrong? Why is it so noisy?"
All he got in response was static; the call was still connected. A bad feeling washed over him, and Fu Hengzhi panicked.
"Zhou Zhou! Zhou Zhou!"
No one responded.
Fu Hengzhi, who was trying to keep the car moving at a constant speed, quickly turned the steering wheel. At the same time as the left turn signal came on, he did not notice the oncoming car in the rearview mirror and quickly changed lanes, maintaining the highest safe speed in the lane.
The billboard crashed down less than ten centimeters from him. Zhou Zhou sat on the ground, staring at the broken signboard, stunned by the loud noise for a long time.
People around consciously stepped back, forming a semi-circular encirclement at the entrance of Wanji Supermarket.
"Young man, come over here quickly, it's dangerous, don't let it hit you again!" An old man carrying vegetables called out to Zhou Zhou, who was still in the circle, but he didn't dare to take a step forward, for fear of being hit.
Suddenly, Zhou Zhou didn't even notice that his right Bluetooth earpiece had fallen to the ground. He quickly ran to the old man's side and, together with everyone else, looked up at the supermarket's rooftop.
A girl's figure stood on the edge, swaying precariously.
Those below broke out in a cold sweat.
Even a fool could see that he was about to jump off the building.
Zhou Zhou looked at her, then at the billboard on the ground. This must have been the billboard the girl had climbed to the edge of and been forced to come down.
"I've dialed 110120119, when will she arrive?" The old man looked at the girl on the platform, extremely anxious.
There was no cover or anything to cushion the fall. If the other person jumped down... Zhou Zhou never expected to run into something like this while out for a KFC meal. Cold sweat immediately trickled down his forehead.
Staring blankly at the top, he didn't know what to say. The noisy crowd sounded like background music.
'What kind of show are you putting on? Hey! Are you still going to dance or not?'
'Go ahead and jump if you dare!'
"What are you doing! You're provoking her to jump even though she's not going to?!"
"What do you guys want? Looking for trouble? Keep egging me on, or I'll beat you up!"
The commotion subsided, and many people around Zhou Zhou started shouting at the girl above, trying to persuade her to go back.
Fortunately, the fire department arrived before the police. They laid out a cushioning airbag in front, and several people surrounded the girl from behind. They left a loudspeaker in front to keep talking to the girl.
"Young lady, you're still young, don't think like that. Tell us what's wrong, and we'll help you solve it!" Before the fire ladder was even raised, a firefighter with a megaphone stood on it and gently persuaded her.
"Studies? Work? Love? Family? You can talk about anything!"
The girl was very perceptive; noticing someone approaching from behind, she screamed like a startled fawn, "Don't come any closer!"
As he spoke, he stepped one foot out of the short enclosure.
A murmur of disapproval rippled through the crowd below.
"Nobody understands me!" the girl wailed, her voice hoarse. "I spent all my savings on him! And I'm in debt! I'm so sorry to my mother!"
"!" Zhou Zhou snapped back to reality upon hearing the keyword.
I know this script very well!
Zhou Zhou dashed into the supermarket, took the elevator, and then climbed the stairs to the rooftop.
Firefighters waited in different locations for the right moment, and when Zhou Zhou walked up, he attracted the attention of everyone on the rooftop.
"You can't just come up here now, please get off."
“I’ll just stand here and talk, I won’t go over there. I can persuade her.” Zhou Zhou was panting. The girl standing at the edge called out, “Little girl! I understand you so well!”
The girl turned around; she looked to be in her early teens or middle school. Her voice trembled with surprise as she cried, "Who are you? Are you an undercover firefighter uncle?"
"No! I am! I'm just a member of the public! I heard about your experience and came up to talk to you!" Zhou Zhou didn't expect the original owner's body to be so weak, unable to run or climb stairs.
"I'm not going to talk about this!" the girl exclaimed, getting agitated. "None of you understand me!"
Zhou Zhou coughed and gasped for breath. He patted his chest, stood there, and said helplessly, "How could I not understand you? I'm in a much worse situation than you!"
Hearing this, the girl calmed down a little, but her guardedness was still tinged with excitement, as if she would jump down at the slightest provocation. "What's so bad about you? You're also a fangirl? Are you in debt too? Do you owe as much as I do!"