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Xu Damao's tone was as if he had won for sure.

Seeing that Xu Damao had taken the bait, Mu Yun was too lazy to talk nonsense with him.

He turned around and looked at Yi Zhonghai.

"First Uncle, I want to leave this money in your care. If I lose, can you help me hand it over to Xu Damao tomorrow?”

Seeing Mu Yun pass the money to him, the first uncle did not react for a moment. When he heard Mu Yun's request, he hesitated a little and agreed.

"Sure, you will have the results tomorrow. Other than the loser, the rest of you will come to me to get the money. I won't give you the money even if one person is missing.”

After saying that, he took Mu Yun's money and began to count.

Mu Yun looked at Xu Damao. His eyes seemed to be saying, Where's yours?

Xu Damao was a smart person. He looked at the money in the hands of the first uncle, stomped his feet, and ran to the backyard. Lou Xiao'e seemed to remember something and quickly followed Xu Damao to the backyard.

Mu Yun did this so that Xu Damao could take out the money first.

He didn't trust Xu Damao. This guy had no bottom line. He wouldn't go back on his word.

Especially when the report was out tomorrow, his mood would definitely drop to the extreme. He might have to go through a lot of trouble to get money from him, so there was no need to go through so much trouble.

Everyone waited for a while, but Xu Damao still hadn't returned. The first uncle had already counted the money. He looked at Mu Yun and said.

"Xiao Yun, this money is 630 yuan. There's an extra 30 yuan. Are you really not going back?”

Mu Yun shook his head. He had already said that he would go back on his word for thirty yuan. His character was not so cheap.

"First Uncle, if Xu Damao wins tomorrow, you can give it to him.”

The first uncle nodded, but Tian Fangling, who was behind Mu Yun, had a pained expression.

From the beginning to the end, she did not interfere in how Mu Yun dealt with it. Even when Mu Yun took out the 700 yuan, although she was shocked, she still did not say anything.

However, when she saw Mu Yun throw out 30 yuan, she really felt her heart ache. If she didn't understand the situation, she would have gone up to give Mu Yun a beating.

Ten minutes later, just as everyone was wondering if Xu Damao had chosen to retreat, Xu Damao pushed his bicycle toward Yi Zhonghai.

There was a bloody scar on his face, and he looked very funny.

Mu Yun could not help but laugh. He did not need to think to know what had happened.

It must have been scratched by Lou Xiao'e. He didn't know if it was because of what happened just now or because Xu Damao wanted to take Lou Xiao'e's money.

"Haha!"

Everyone had also guessed the situation. Instantly, the entire front yard was filled with laughter. The one who laughed the loudest was Silly Zhu.

Not only did he smile, but he also spoke.

"Damao, what's wrong with you? Were you scratched by your wife?”

"Get lost!"

Xu Damao shouted at Silly Zhu and pushed his bicycle to the side of the First Uncle. For the sake of the huge sum of money in the First Uncle's hands, he endured this bit of sarcasm.

Xu Damao stopped in front of First Uncle and Mu Yun and said to Mu Yun.

"Muyun, I only have 220 yuan now. I bought this bicycle less than half a year ago. I spent 180 yuan when I bought it. Now it's converted to 80 yuan.”

"If you can't, I can't do anything about it. I only have this much.”

Mu Yun looked at Xu Damao's bicycle with disdain.

In Xu Damao's case, the bloody scar on his face was most likely because he wanted to take Lou Xiao'e's money.

220 yuan was probably his limit.

He couldn't just give up now that he had done it. He would take as much as he could. Besides, the bicycle that he had bought for half a year was indeed worth the price.

"Alright, we'll do as you say. First Uncle has already counted the money. It's 630 yuan. If you win, it'll be yours tomorrow. Did you bring the receipt for the bicycle?”

When he heard that it was 30 yuan more than he had expected, Xu Damao finally smiled again. He obediently handed the money and bicycle receipt to Yi Zhonghai.

After counting, Mu Yun walked to Tian Fangling's side.

"Mom, let's go back and eat first. Don't let Uncle Sun and the others starve.”

After saying that, she took the lunch box from Tian Fangling's hand. Sun Lanhua walked over and carefully picked up the lunch box that had fallen to the ground. She followed behind Mu Yun and left.

After Mu Yun disappeared, everyone could not help but burst into an uproar.

"Where do you think Mu Yun got so much money? Isn't Xu Damao the richest in our courtyard? Even Xu Damao couldn't take out so much money, so how could he take out so much?”

A worker from the rolling mill laughed when he heard that.

"You're not from the rolling mill, are you?"

"Mu Yun's monthly salary plus other income is about 300 yuan. Do you think he can take it out?”

As soon as the worker finished speaking, the people in the courtyard who were not from the rolling mill were in an uproar again.

"Heavens! 300 yuan a month, how was that possible?”

"Tell me, what is Mu Yun doing now? Is he the factory manager?”

"No, the factory director doesn't have such a high salary. Quick, tell us what's going on!”

Qin Huairu, who was about to leave the crowd, stopped in her tracks when she heard that it was three hundred yuan.

Silly Zhu also stopped, his face was full of shock. His monthly salary of 37.5 was not low.

What did 300 yuan mean?

The coworker who revealed Mu Yun's salary secret seemed to enjoy this kind of attention.

Under everyone's gaze, he revealed the secret of Mu Yun's high salary one by one.

Qin Huairu's eyes lit up as she listened.

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