"A total of 148,000, should you make up for it?"

When Zhao Nianxia heard the sound, she raised her head and looked at Huang Zhuo with a smile.

Unlike ordinary girls, Zhao Nianxia is the kind of person who is difficult to see emotional changes from her face no matter what happens.

Just like Wang Lang's advice to Wu Bei, as long as you have a smile on your face, others will not be able to guess what you are thinking.

"Ahem, I'd better hurry up and inform the old lady to cook."

Huang Zhuo shrank his head awkwardly and walked out of the room.

Before leaving, Zhao Nianxia noticed that he was wearing a bracelet with white jade Bodhi on his right hand.

If Wu Bei was present, he would definitely recognize him instantly. This bracelet was exactly the same as Deng Can's.

As soon as Huang Zhuo left, Zhao Nianxia immediately stood up, closed the door, and then dialed Wu Bei's number: "There is too much cash, please accompany me to the bank!"

More than ten minutes later, Wu Bei and Zhao Nianxia came to the nearest bank. Zhao Nianxia was responsible for saving money, while Wu Bei was holding the red envelope signed by Wu Shihao's name in a daze.

He was very familiar with the handwriting on the red envelope, it was the old man's.

Wu Bei couldn't figure out why the old man had been to the company but didn't see him, and why he kept turning off the phone and didn't answer his phone.

Since Wu Shihao left the hospital, Wu Bei's heart has not been lost.

He was worried about his father's health and was afraid that he would have any accidents. As long as he had time, he would go to the places where the old man might appear, but he had no gains.

He didn't understand what happened and forced the old man to give up treatment and fled in panic, and even his own son had to hide.

At first he thought the old man might have escaped because he was afraid of spending money, but when Wu Shihao transferred one million to his card, he realized that the poverty over the past year might have been deliberately disguised by his father.

"The money has been saved, and the password is the last six digits of your ID card!"

While he was thinking about it randomly, Zhao Nianxia pulled open the car door and sat in.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Wu Bei squeezed out a smile.

Scandaling the red envelope in his hand, Zhao Nianxia comforted softly: "Don't think so much. Uncle Wu may be reporting your safety in his way, proving that he is not only very good, but also the energy to pay attention to your every move."

"Maybe."

Wu Bei sighed and started to set off.

Suddenly he stepped on the brakes again and looked at Zhao Nianxia in confusion.

"Why are you surprised?!"

Zhao Nianxia was almost rushed out by inertia, and was dissatisfied with coquettishness.

Wu Bei did not respond and still stared at her.

"What, do I have something on my face?"

Zhao Nianxia touched the tip of her nose unnaturally.

"How do you know who Wu Shihao is?"

Wu Bei's eyes were full of scrutiny.

No one knows about his relationship with Wu Shihao except for brothers, and even Eleven and Old Lady Ma don’t know.

Zhao Nianxia answered without hesitation: "Rahu told me! Last night when we were barbecuing in the yard, he talked a lot about you!"

Staring at her bright eyes, Wu Bei's suspicion that had just risen fell instantly.

"What do you think?"

Seeing that Wu Bei was not speaking, Zhao Nianxia asked with her head tilted.

Wu Bei shook his head and restarted the car.

"Hey, I suggest you take the time to see a psychiatrist. You must have serious paranoia for the victimization. Everyone thinks they want to harm you!"

Zhao Nianxia waved her pink fist a few dissatisfiedly.

"By the way, you have the ability and education, and you are not stupid. Why do you have to settle in our small temple? Not to mention that in order to make money, the salary I pay you a month is not enough for you to buy cosmetics."

Wu Bei smiled slightly and whispered like chatting.

"If I tell you, I will also be working as a loading and unloading company in the future and come to you in advance to learn experience, would you believe?"

Zhao Nianxia asked with a half-joking and half-serious cover her mouth and half-seriously.

Wu Bei paused and said in a deep voice: This reason is quite reliable.

"There is another thing. Did you notice the young man named Huang Zhuo? I found that he was very strange. He kept running to the finance room all morning and deliberately approached me, as if he was studying the locks on the table."

Zhao Nianxia returned to justice and reminded Wu Bei.

Huang Zhuo's appearance flashed through Wu Bei's mind. He waved his hand carelessly and explained: That kid is fine, his uncle is Deng Can, he has helped me a lot, and he contacted our trucks.

"You must be careful of others!"

Zhao Nianxia gave another piece of advice with concern.

"Dingling..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Bei's cell phone rang. Seeing that it was Qi Jinlong's number, he hurriedly answered: "How is it done?"

"What happened to Brother Wu!"

Qi Jinlong roared hoarsely, and the phone sounded extremely noisy, as if he was in a downtown area.

"Don't be nervous, just say it slowly."

Wu Bei quickly comforted him.

"A car accident occurred, Shunzi was hit. We were on the pedestrian street of Wenzhou Road, help me! Please help me call the police!"

There were golden dragons in the phone, and Luohu shouted at the top of his lungs and kept ringing.

"I'll go there right away!"
Chapter completed!