Quick Transmigration: Snatching Golden Fingers

Jiang Xiaoman researched for a long time and finally figured out the so-called plane trading machine. In simple terms, this is a system that connects different planes. He can trade with holders of different planes. Barter. How many planes can be connected depends on his fan value.

For example, today's 100 fans can only activate the system, and then the first plane needs 1,000 fans, and the second plane needs 10,000 fans ... and so on, the higher the fan value, the more positions can be opened. The more faces.

Jiang Xiaoman is both happy and worried about this. He is happy that with this trader, maybe he can exchange valuable things or some panacea, and then his mother will be saved. But he is very unconfident, can he meet so many fans ...

After pondering for a long time, he didn't think of any good idea. At one o'clock, it was half past ten, and he hurriedly took something to the hospital.

It was eleven o'clock when he arrived at the hospital. Mother Jiang hadn't slept yet. When he saw him coming in lightly, a smile appeared on his face, "Xiaoman is here."

When Jiang Xiaoman saw his mother's description of withering, he couldn't help feeling distressed, his eyes were almost hot, and he almost fell into tears. He resisted the sourness in his heart, pretending to blame, "Why haven't you slept yet? Didn't you tell me not to wait for me, you still have to undergo dialysis tomorrow. What about a bad rest?"

Mother Jiang smiled, "It's been a while, and you just woke up before you came in."

Knowing that his mother was lying to him, Jiang Xiaoman still pretended to be at ease, "That's good, mother, let's sleep quickly, I'll sleep when I make the folding bed."

"Okay." Good mouth said, eyes still staring at Jiang Xiaoman. He waited until he made the bed and lay down before slowly closing his eyes. A tear dripped from the corner of the eye and slipped quietly.

Seeing Jiang Xiaoman working so hard, making money during the day, and going back to the hospital to accompany her at night, mother Jiang could not help but blame herself. She knew she was dragging her son down, but when she saw that Xiaoman was working so hard for her, she didn't dare to give up her life. She was afraid that Xiao Man couldn't bear the pain of losing her. Two people who depended on each other, they only had each other, and her life was not just her.

The next day, Jiang Xiaoman accompanied his mother to complete the dialysis and received a call, a strange number.

"Hello, is it Mr. Jiang?"

A cold and pleasant female voice came from the phone. Jiang Xiaoman was inexplicably nervous, nodded, then realized that the other party was invisible, and quickly replied, "It's me."

"I saw the rental information you posted. When will it be convenient for you to check?"

Jiang Xiaoman had a moment's thought before he remembered. One month ago he posted the renting information on the renting website. Because of the bad location and the old district, no one has been asking for anything. He didn't have any hope. Someone called to ask.

He nodded in a hurry, "convenient and convenient, I can do it anytime!"

"Then now, I've arrived."

"Ah? Well, I'll go back right away, please wait!"

Hanging up the phone, Jiang Xiaoman explained to Jiang's mother a few words and left in a hurry. No way, he needs money at this time, but he doesn't want to miss anything.

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When he got home, he really saw a young woman at the door. Just looking at the back, she felt that she was a beautiful woman. She was well-dressed and elegant, and out of step with the surrounding environment. Suddenly, Jiang Xiaoman was inferior. First, he felt that his environment was not suitable for her, and second, he had a sense of shame that exposed his most unbearable side in front of the opposite sex.

The woman turned back when she heard footsteps, and Jiang Xiaoman's exquisite facial features surprised him again, and then she became more ashamed.

"Mr. Jiang?"

"Huh ... it's me." The expression on the other side was cold and indifferent, Jiang Xiaoman replied stiffly, and now he felt that the business could not be negotiated. When the other party looked at the information, he might not have looked carefully, and might still be angry with him. He deliberately deceived ... Jiang Xiaoman thought wildly, and opened the door of the room with a broken jar. "You ... come in and see."

The woman lifted her foot into the house and looked around. The house looked shabby from the outside, but the inside was clean and tidy, with warmth everywhere. Even the old curtains were clean and free of dust. It can be seen that the owner of the house loves it very much, or is a person who loves life very much.

"Hello, my name is Su Wenqing, please take care of me in the future." Wen Qing stretched out his hand towards Jiang Xiaoman, his face was still expressionless and looked very cold.

Jiang Xiaoman almost thought that he had heard it wrong, and dare not set up a channel, "You, do you want to rent here?"

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"Well, is there a problem?"

Jiang Xiao shook his head in a hurry, "No, no, I just didn't expect you to live here, no, I mean it's so broken ... forget it, I'll help you clean up the room."

Jiang Xiaoman couldn't hide the surprise on his face. He had no hope at all. He was even ready to be scolded, but he rented it out without thinking about the other person so easily, which just solved his urgent need.

In fact, he is already shy, and eating has become a problem. He doesn't know when the live money will be available, and he won't know when he can open the first plane. He originally planned to sell the house, but his mother didn't agree with her life and death. He also knew that she wanted to leave him some assets to stay on the street, so as not to live on the street. But he would rather have no place to live than lose his only loved one. It was only when his mother pushed him to death that he had to obey.

Renting out the house also wanted to ease a little economic pressure, but he couldn't let it go, so he had to embark on the path of live broadcast, even live broadcast for women. Now that the house has been rented out, his urgent needs have been temporarily resolved, but his mother's surgical expenses have not yet been settled, and the live broadcast must continue.

Wen Qing took out a stack of banknotes and handed them to Jiang Xiaoman. "Bet one and pay three, for a total of 4,000 yuan. You can order a little."

Jiang Xiaoman picked it up with a bit of shame, counted everything, and put it directly into his pocket. An 18-year-old boy always has some stubborn self-esteem in front of a beautiful opposite sex, and some unclear minds, not necessarily admiration, but absolutely unwilling to expose her most embarrassing side to her.

When Wen Qing cleared up, she lived in Jiang Xiaoman's house. The Su family had already said hello. She wanted to stand on her own for a while, and the Su family parents readily agreed.

In the evening, Wen Qing heard a knock on the door, and a murmured voice, "Sister Wen Qing, me, do you want to have dinner with me?"

Su Wenqing is three years older than Jiang Xiaoman. For a long time, Jiang Xiaoman has let go, without the restraint when he first met.

Wen Qing pushed open the door of the room, Jiang Xiaoman was standing at the door, Qingxiu's face was a little flushed, Wen Qing sneered, it was easier to be shy than girls.

At the table, Jiang Xiaoman made two dishes and one soup. Wen Qing knew what he usually ate, and naturally knew that he had deliberately improved the meal. She was also very polite and sat down without excuses.

Jiang Xiaoman saw that she did not abandon her, and was glad to go to dinner.

When it was finished, Wen Qing said, "The technique is good. I will pay for meals. You can also cover me with three meals a day."

"No, no need ..."

"Even if you don't want it, the same is my takeaway."

Jiang Xiaoman blushed anxiously, explaining in a panic, "No, no, I mean there is no need for meals, and it doesn't cost a few dollars to eat, I have already charged your rent very high ..."

Wen Qing photographed 3,000 yuan without permission and said, "It's settled. I'll eat it if you collect it, and I won't be embarrassed if you don't."

Jiang Xiaoman had no choice but to accept it. When he got it in his hands, he realized that the money that Wen Qing had photographed was quite thick. "Too much ..."

"Not much. Except for the expenses of groceries, what is left is your labor expenses, groceries, dishes, dishes, etc., which will never allow you to volunteer."

...

With some excuses, Jiang Xiaoman could not hear Wen Qing, so he had to listen to her.

After having dinner, Jiang Xiaoman returned to his room and started preparing for today's live broadcast. He was afraid that Wen Qing would find out that his women's live broadcast, so he locked the door and took a chair behind the door. He really didn't want to let her see himself during the live broadcast, and he was afraid of being treated as a pervert.

In the master bedroom, Wen Qing also closed the door and began her own way of pretending to be a ghost.

"Do you want to really live? Do you want to understand the meaning of life?"

Gu Qingcheng turned on his cell phone, and a message popped up. He thought it was a prank, so he didn't care.

He dropped his cell phone a little irritably, his eyebrows were raised, his knife-like profile turned against the light, and he became three-dimensionally deep.

Yesterday, I heard my mother talk about his marriage again. This time, she is the only daughter of the Su family. She is beautiful and gentle, well-educated, and her family is also right with him. Being a wife is naturally excellent. But I don't know why, he didn't like it for no reason. This dissatisfaction is not directed at Su Wenqing. In fact, he didn't like the women around him from an early age. He always felt that women represented trouble, including his own mother. Being with a woman is far from being comfortable with a man.

Suddenly, Gu Qingcheng had a thought in his mind, and he couldn't catch it quickly. He shook his head, and maybe he was about to get engaged this time. After all, he is not too young. Since there is no one who likes it, it is the same for everyone to marry him, and he is married for his parents and elders.

Just thinking, the phone on the table rang, and the screen showed mom.

"Hey? Chengcheng, Mom sent you a few more photos, which one do you like? Su's is not good. People already like them, can't we take a nap, right? But Su's are pretty good too Sincerely, I didn't conceal it intentionally for the benefit. I wanted to go to our house by all means ... "

Gu Qingcheng didn't say whether he was sincere or refused on the pretext, he could see it better than his mother. When she met last time, Miss Su's face looked so full of spring, she didn't believe him if she didn't like him. However, no matter why the Su family refused, he was happy with one less trouble, but it was just a twist in the annexation of the Su family industry.