Quick Transmigration Counterattack: Mysterious Boss, Don’t Tease

When Wang Si received a call from his father, he was still somewhat surprised. He was shocked when he learned that Bei Yu’s compensation was 1,000 yuan.

"Son, do you want to give this money, do you give it or not?" asked the father.

Since the son’s interest, the father likes to ask him anything and let him take his idea.

Wang Si indulged for a moment, tentatively asked: "She must have a thousand dollars? Can not take less?"

"No."

Immediately, the father copied the words of Bei Yuqi’s previous words to him. After listening to it, Wang Si’s brows were not like the timid and weak wife he had said.

Is this the true face of her, or is this just a means for her not wanting a divorce?

For these two points, Wang Si prefers the latter.

If this is the case, it is really good to be able to send her away with money. I am afraid that she will be entangled and affect his marriage with Zhang Huihui.

As long as you marry Zhang Huihui, a thousand yuan is a small meaning.

"Promise her! Just let her get divorced," Wang Si said.

When the father heard it, he thought that he would give him a thousand yuan in the rain.

"Son, how are you and Miss Qianjin? Can you be successful?" Wang is very concerned about this issue.

"Dad, you can rest assured. Now Huihui has promised to associate with me, and soon we will step into the auditorium. Now the most important thing is to handle the Northern Rain."

The father said that he was so confident and carrying half of his heart, but that one thousand yuan still hurts, but that is the home of all their royal families.

"Son, do we really want to give her a thousand dollars?"

Wang Si heard the father's disappointment. In fact, he was not willing to give up, but when he thought of Zhang Huihui's marriage, don't say a thousand yuan. The whole yuan is not a problem.

Zhang Huihui’s family is not only entitled to money, but when she marries, the dowry will not be less.

"Give! Wait for Huihui to marry, I will give you 10,000 yuan."

When I heard my son say this, the father finally let go of his heart.

"Dad, there is nothing else, I am going to be busy." After that, the phone was hung up.

In the evening, Bei Yuyu was once again called to the living room. The Wang family and the couple are waiting for each other, but the northern rain is calmly sitting on the next head.

"How is it considered?" Bei Yuyu asked casually.

Looking at the look of the two of them, Bei Yuyan does not have to guess, but it can be seen that there will be results. It seems that they are asking for the ‘leader’ above.

The father said: "There is too much for a thousand yuan, and there is no money at home. We can only give you a dollar. This is our biggest concession."

The northern rain looks like a smile and looks at the father. "Was the king's reply to you?"

"It doesn't matter to Wang Si. He doesn't know it at all." The father covered him.

The northern rains were too lazy to expose them, and they stood up from the stool. "If you don't have the sincerity to talk, I will not accompany you."

Seeing her is not like a joke, the father said quickly: "Rain, don't worry, don't worry."

"One thousand yuan, one penny can't be less. Less than one thousand yuan, free to talk." Bei Yuxi has no negotiating tone.

"Can't you have less? How about five or five hundred?" Wang Fu is still bargaining here.

The north rain screamed, turned and left, went directly into the room and closed the door.

The Wang family and the two of them saw her attitude and they were so angry that they had a forehead.