Urban Medical Immortal Dad Chapter 352: Schadenfreude1

Liu Chunling made a sudden move, and the technician behind her couldn’t dodge in ti, spilling the bottle of essential oil all over Liu Chunling’s body.

She quickly grabbed so tissues to help wipe Liu Chunling’s body, apologizing, "Sorry, sorry..."

Normally, Liu Chunling would have stood up and cursed, maybe even slapped soone across the face.

But this ti, she did nothing.

She held her phone in both hands and began to giggle.

At noon, Yang ifeng had been bragging about recording a video, saying she was in the president’s office of a comrcial bank, cracking sunflower seeds and gnawing on duck necks, and calling herself a billionaire.

Now, watching the short video, it clearly showed Yang ifeng being taken away by several officers at the bank.

She waved her hand and told the technician, "You go out first, we’ll do this later."

The technician, seeing that she wasn’t in trouble, quickly nodded and left the room.

Yang ifeng, clutching her phone, found the more she watched the video, the more satisfying and joyful it beca.

Perhaps feeling that the joy wasn’t complete when kept to herself, she shared the short video to the mahjong WeChat group, and sent an accompanying ssage:

"Sisters, guess who this is?"

Seeing the video was titled "Bizarre Auntie Causes a Scene at the Bank," and Liu Chunling’s suggestive comnt, the group mbers were very curious and clicked on it.

They were all fine until they opened the video; after that, every single one of them was stunned.

Even though the head of the woman causing the scene at the bank was covered, her clothes and physique couldn’t deceive these mahjong players who had played with her for so long.

It wasn’t long before the group exploded with ssages flooding the screen like snowflakes.

"Geez, it’s actually i Feng! Why is she in a police car? She couldn’t have done sothing illegal, right?"

"Isn’t it obvious? Didn’t you just see her claiming to be a billionaire in the group? I bet she’s involved in so pyramid sche or fraud."

"Can’t really tell, huh, i Feng always had a big mouth, but I didn’t expect her to have such guts to commit fraud at the bank."

"Aweso, i Feng yyds..."

"Why hold back, laugh!"

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Yang ifeng was rather abrasive and stingy in her regular dealings, not to ntion she had a terrible temper while playing mahjong. She would grudgingly deny her losses, sotis even smashing the table in frustration.

Frankly, the mahjong players didn’t enjoy playing with Yang ifeng. If it weren’t for her poor skills and frequent losses, no one would willingly play mahjong with her.

Now seeing Yang ifeng in trouble, they couldn’t hold back their schadenfreude and started to mock her rcilessly.

Manager Wang, the group’s creator, also disliked Yang ifeng’s spoiled attitude.

However, as the group creator and the organizer of the mahjong sessions, Yang ifeng was always on call.

Not knowing how long Yang ifeng would be indisposed, she didn’t want to offend her.

So she stayed silent, pretending she hadn’t heard, and continued playing mahjong with her friends.

...

At 7:30 in the evening, Luo Yuantu, exhausted in body and mind, returned ho from the company.

He had gambled all night at the Grand Tycoon Casino the day before, not only losing the fifty million in his account but also racking up a debt of seventy-eight million.

Today, he scrambled to siphon money from the company, but since the 2.2 billion from the previous night had already gone into the company’s public account, he could only take out 4.2 million under the guise of paying workers’ salaries.

No sooner had he withdrawn the 4.2 million than he imdiately transferred it to Wei Gang.

Now penniless, he dared not say anything to his family.

If he did speak up, considering his wife’s temperant, he expected she would imdiately demand the house and divorce him.

His son and daughter wouldn’t acknowledge him, and his mother would strip him of all his rights in the company, making it nearly impossible for him to get his hands on any more money.

He lay on the couch, eyes closed, his mind filled with the charming image of Little Peach Red.

If possible, he truly wished he could divorce Chen Guihua and elope with Little Peach Red.

But the way Little Peach Red flipped on him this morning after leaving the Grand Tycoon left a bitter taste in his mouth.

In the end, Little Peach Red was after his money.

Perhaps, the trap Wei Gang had set up—all hinges on Little Peach Red, and yet he had walked right into it.

"Dinglingling..."

Just then, a sharp ringtone jerked him out of his mories.

He quickly picked up the phone, relieved to see it wasn’t a call from Wei Gang.

"Mom? What’s up?"

He answered the call feeling guilty, "I just got back from the construction site."

The old lady on the phone couldn’t hide her excitent, "As long as the salaries are paid, that’s fine. Co over and bring Xuanran and the others with you!"

"It’s a big happy occasion!"

"A happy occasion?"

Luo Yuantu felt perplexed, "What kind of good news? Did you secure another loan, Mom?"

"Not a loan, it’s Yang ifeng’s trouble! Big trouble!"

The old lady said gleefully, "Hurry over, I had the nanny buy so of Xuanran’s favorite snacks—potato chips, seaweed, duck neck."

Yang ifeng in trouble? What trouble could she possibly be in?

And how could it compare to mine?

Last night, I lost 1.28 billion...

While thinking this, he didn’t dare to voice it out loud; instead, he yawned disinterestedly, agreed half-heartedly, and then went to his children’s room and said, "Xuanran, Zitong, co with to Grandma’s."

"Again?"

Luo Xuanran and Luo Zitong, brother and sister, were both reluctant. They had been to Jiangnan City twice in two days under Secretary Liu’s guidance and were completely exhausted.

Rather than listening to their grandmother’s ramblings on edge, they would prefer to rest and sprawl at ho.

"What are you complaining about?"

Luo Yuantu was not in a good mood, gestured with a wave of his hand and said, "Hurry up, your grandmother said that sothing big has happened to Luo Ning’s family..."

"What? Sothing happened to Luo Ning’s family?"

Luo Xuanran imdiately perked up, leaping from the couch with a smile, "That’s good news, let’s go."