Shanghai Jiao Tong University's future entrustment app: I will take my motherland flying.

Chapter 5: Three Slaps in the Face
At this moment, Zhang Pu, who had been confident of victory, finally lost his composure, and his face darkened.

"Song Zhining, don't be ungrateful. Now that you've resigned, do you have the money to pay your father's medical bills?"

"Then I won't bother you."

After saying that, Song Zhining turned and left without hesitation, followed by Zhang Pu kicking over a chair with a loud bang.

Song Zhining felt extremely relieved; the anger she had been holding in for so long was finally released.

When Song Zhining came out, she saw that Su Yue was still waiting for her, as were the other people in the office, who were clearly waiting to see a good show.

Song Zhining was tidying up her desk. Su Yue and the other colleagues knew that Song Zhining had resigned.

“Actually, it’s good that you resigned. Anyway, you don’t need money right now. If it’s not enough, I can lend you the 15 yuan I earned.”

"I have enough for now, thank you, Sister Su Yue."

After putting her belongings into a cardboard box, Song Zhining quickly left the company carrying the box, under Zhang Pu's gloomy gaze.

Downstairs at the company, Song Zhining couldn't help but take a deep breath.

The air outside is so fresh!
She was originally going to go to the hospital to pay the bill after get off work, but for now she can only go home.

When she carried the box upstairs, she found that her belongings had been left outside the door, and the landlady was still giving orders with her hands on her hips.

Song Zhining frowned and stepped forward, "What are you doing?"

"What are you doing? Can't you see? I told you, I'm giving you three days. If you still can't pay the rent, I'm kicking you out."

“I can pay the rent.”

"Of course you have to pay rent, but I've already rented this place to someone else. You'd better pay the rent you owe me right now and get out of here."

The landlady could tell from the cardboard box Song Zhi Ning was holding that she had either quit her job or been fired and was unemployed. How was she going to pay the rent if she still wanted to rent her room?
Song Zhi Ning knew it was wrong of her to owe rent. She originally planned to pay the rent as soon as she came back and then pay for another six months. But she never expected that this older sister would do such a thing.

“I have a deposit for renting a place. Since you are not renting to me, but my deposit is enough to cover the rent I owe, I don’t want the deposit back, but my belongings must be put back in their original place.”

Song Zhining said without any politeness.

The landlady yelled, "Dream on! You owe rent and you think you're in the right?"

The landlady looked at Song Zhi Ning's pretty face, rolled her eyes, and said, "Actually, I still have quite a few houses. If you marry my brother, I can give you two a house."

Song Zhining frowned and refused in a cold tone, "No need."

"Hmph, you really don't know what's good for you. You're just a country girl from Jinling. It's your good fortune to be able to marry into our Huai'an and marry my brother. If my brother hadn't happened to like your face, do you think you would have had a chance?"

Song Zhining didn't consider it a blessing. The landlady's brother clearly had intellectual disabilities and seemed to have bipolar disorder. He had even caused a fight before, so she didn't want to accept this blessing.

"Okay, either you agree to marry my brother, or you pay back the rent you owe right now. If you can pay it, I'll not only return your deposit, but also put your luggage back in its place." The landlady changed her approach, certain that Song Zhi Ning wouldn't be able to come up with a single penny.

Song Zhining: "...Okay."

When Song Zhining showed her landlady the 10,000 yuan she had prepared for rent in her WeChat account, the landlady was dumbfounded.

Even though she was shocked that Song Zhi Ning still had 10,000 yuan, she gritted her teeth and had Song Zhi Ning's things put back in their place, and returned the deposit to her.

After packing her luggage, it was already evening, and Song Zhi Ning had no way to rent a place for the time being.

So she found a hotel near the hospital and checked in. Fortunately, the extra tens of thousands of yuan in her bank account meant that even if she quit her job and was evicted from her rented apartment, she wouldn't panic.

After dropping off her luggage in the hotel room, Song Zhi Ning rushed to the hospital.

I arrived at the payment counter immediately.

"Ms. Song, Mr. Song Heming currently owes 82367 yuan in medical expenses. Will you be paying by card?"

Just as Song Zhining was about to speak, a sharp female voice suddenly rang out from behind her.

"Hey, isn't this our school beauty Song Zhining? You can't pay your father's medical bills, huh? More than 8 yuan, tsk tsk, how long have you been in debt? I'm afraid you can't come up with it."

Song Zhining turned around and saw a couple walking towards her; they were none other than her college classmates.

The girl's name is Zhang Jiaxue. I don't know why, but I always clashed with her back in school.

The man's name was Lu Feng. It seemed he had confessed to her before? Song Zhi Ning couldn't quite remember. There were just too many boys who had confessed to her since junior high school, and she had rejected them all without exception.

When Lu Feng saw Song Zhi Ning turn around, a look of nostalgia flashed across his eyes.

It's been more than half a year since I last saw her, and Song Zhining is still as beautiful as ever.

He tugged at Zhang Jiaxue beside him, signaling her to stop talking.

Zhang Jiaxue glared at Lu Feng, becoming even more arrogant, "By the way, you don't know yet, do you? Brother Feng is my boyfriend now."

"So what?" Song Zhi Ning asked indifferently, as if it had nothing to do with her.

"You!" Zhang Jiaxue was furious and wanted to say something more, but Lu Feng pulled her back. Lu Feng stepped forward, stared at Song Zhi Ning, and said gently, "Zhi Ning, I heard that your uncle is hospitalized. Is it because you don't have enough money for medical expenses? I have 2 yuan here. How about I lend it to you first?"

"Lu Feng, what right do you have to lend her money? You're not allowed to lend it to her!"

"Song Zhining, if you can't afford the medical bills and treatment, then take your father and get back to Jinling right now." After saying that, she looked at the staff at the payment counter, "Is your hospital a charity? How long has this person not paid his medical bills? Shouldn't he be forced to leave the hospital?"

Zhang Jiaxue came to Kangning Hospital because her mother was hospitalized.

Kangning Hospital is one of the most famous private hospitals in Shanghai and even in China. It receives many patients every day, and the inpatient department is almost always full.

Fortunately, Zhang Jiaxue's aunt is the head nurse who has worked here for over twenty years, which made room for her mother's bed.

Just then, Zhang Jiaxue heard her aunt mention that Song Zhining's father, Song Heming, was also staying in the next ward and had outstanding medical bills.

In college, Zhang Jiaxue was jealous that Song Zhining was prettier than her, and even Lu Feng, whom she liked, pursued Song Zhining.

If Song Zhi Ning hadn't refused, Lu Feng would never have become her boyfriend.

Therefore, Zhang Jiaxue was jealous of Song Zhining, and now that she finally had a chance to mock her, how could she not do so?

"Jiaxue, don't do this, Zhining, here's what I'll do: take this 2 yuan and use it to pay part of your uncle's medical expenses first..."

"Lu Feng!"

"No need." Song Zhining frowned, refused again in a low voice, turned around, took out her bank card, and handed it to the staff member.

"Please swipe your card; I've already paid all the outstanding medical bills."

(End of this chapter)