The rebirth earns him 100 billion
8 Singing can lead a good life?

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"It's true!" Wu Dacai said seriously.”

Meng Jinyun sized up Wu Dacai and asked,""How old are you? Twenty-eight?"

"I'm 26!" Wu Dacai corrected him angrily. It was only because she had stayed up too late that she looked haggard!”

"How many songs do you have?" Meng Jinyun shrugged and asked. I'm talking about the original."

Wu Dacai revealed a solemn expression. After thinking for a while, he finally said decisively,"I don't have a finished product yet, but I'm already looking for inspiration..."

Meng Jinyun said," Singing old songs in nightclubs, waiting for talent scouts to discover them, and then re-entering the entertainment company. This is your plan, right?"”

Wu Dacai revealed a knowing gaze and said,""You really have good eyesight. You can see through my hidden ambition."

Meng Jinyun's smile disappeared,"As expected, you're daydreaming."

" What did you say?!" Wu Dacai was furious.

Meng Jinyun smiled contemptuously." You've been brainwashed by the singer's story. I admit that you have a good voice."

Wu Dacai said proudly,"At least you know what's good for you."

"But!" Meng Jinyun's voice turned sharp." There are many people with good voices. To be honest, you can't!"”

Wu Dacai was furious!

Meng Jinyun continued," Since you let me stay for a night, I advise you to work hard. Don't be delusional!"”

Wu Dacai stood up like an angry rooster!

"You're looking down on me!" Wu Dacai said angrily.?As long as there is Bole's appreciation, I believe..."

"If I say I can earn 100 billion and become a billionaire, would you believe me?" Meng Jinyun interrupted him.”

"You?" Wu Dacai scoffed.

He looked at Meng Jinyun from head to toe. He was wearing cheap casual clothes, revealing a strong smell of street goods!

Wu Dacai gave him the middle finger and said disdainfully,""With your poor appearance…Billionaire?"

Meng Jinyun said," I'm poor, but I know where the road is. However, the road you chose is impassable!”

"You have no idea how to become a big singer!”

"I don't know, but you do?" Wu Dacai said unwillingly.”

" I know." Meng Jinyun nodded.

"Cows fly in the sky!" Wu Dacai said with an unconvinced expression.

Meng Jinyun rolled his eyes and said,"I hope you can find Bo Le soon. Goodbye."

Meng Jinyun turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait!" Wu Dacai hurriedly said.

Meng Jinyun turned around and smiled.”

"I don't want to hear it!" Wu Dacai said disdainfully. I want you to write a loan receipt first. It's a total of 207 yuan. Since we're so close, I'll round it up for you. Let's round it up to 210 yuan."

Meng Jinyun's face darkened.

So familiar?

Rounded?

207 yuan became 210 yuan?!

F * ck... He felt as if his intelligence had been insulted!

"It's a waste of your talent not to be a loan shark!”

Meng Jinyun picked up the pen and paper on the table with a livid face and wrote down the IOU.

.....

Meng Jinyun walked out of Wu Dacai's rented house, walked out of the shanty town, and went to the main road not far away.

Meng Jinyun suddenly felt that something was wrong.

The sky is so empty without clouds, the road is so empty without cars, the pocket is so empty without money

He discovered a very serious problem. He had no money.

They didn't even have the fare to go to the nearby cities!

Not to mention the fare, he didn't even have the money for the next meal!

He didn't expect that he, the dignified Big Boss Meng, would one day be penniless!

Pain!

It turned out that poverty was so painful!

The pain of being poor was simply indescribable!

Even breathing hurt!

What should he do?

What was fast money?

Could it be that he had to move bricks with his strong physique?

No!

I'm a cultured person after all. How can I move bricks?

Forget it, I'll just borrow a hundred yuan from that kid.

Anyway, there was no difference between 200 and 300.

Didn't that kid say that he could earn 300 yuan a night?

At most, she would tell him about the path of a big singer.

If he was happy, he could borrow another 700 yuan!

A hundred or a thousand was the same.

When Meng Jinyun thought of this, he felt a little relaxed, but what followed was humiliation!

A great humiliation!

He didn't expect that he, Mr. Meng, would actually rack his brains for a few hundred yuan. What a shame!

If his former opponents knew about this, wouldn't they laugh their heads off?

Thinking of this, Meng Jinyun turned around and walked towards Wu Dacai's house.

What Meng Jinyun did not expect was that in just a few minutes, Wu Dacai had encountered a disaster…

In Wu Dacai's house.

A young man with dyed red hair stood in the middle of the room and looked at Wu Dacai.

This red-haired punk was Wu Dacai's younger brother, Wu Dayong.

Wu Dachong's face turned a sickly red. He stared at Wu Dacai and roared,"Give me the money, give me the money!"

Wu Dacai frowned. He smelled alcohol on him and said unhappily,"You went drinking last night? Did you gamble all your money again?"

"No money! I haven't taken any orders in two days."

Wu Dayong's eyes sparkled as he said angrily,"

"You're lying! Give me the money!"

"Did you use the money you gave me to pick up girls?”

"Give me the money! I'm going to win back the money from those bastards!”

"Da Yong, I brought you out to fight together!" Wu Dacai said resentfully.”

"Living a good life together is not for you to gamble!”

Wu Dayong waved his hand impatiently and said,

"Don't talk nonsense with me! Live a good life?"

"You can live a good life by playing that lousy guitar in this lousy house?”

"Bullshit! Bullshit!"

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