In fact, the bank did not want to cause trouble.
Seeing that Wu Qiang accepted the account, it was too embarrassed.
It only took a picture of the notice and put it in Wu Qiang's hand and said: "Mr.
Wu, please sign.
After all, we have fulfilled the first obligation."
We hope that after seven days, Mr.
Wu, you can give us a satisfactory answer."
Wu Qiang took the pen from the bank staff, signed it without looking at it, and then threw it into the hands of a bank staff member.
Wu Qiang looked at the backs of several bank employees who were leaving, and then followed Ding Mei upstairs.
After opening the door and entering the house, Wu Qiang lay directly on the sofa: "Mom, you said I could get rid of that Begogo Do you want money?"
Wu Qiang asked worriedly.
Ding Mei had not yet put down the vegetable basket in her hand.
She was slightly startled by Wu Qiang's question.
She thought of An Qing's fierceness in pointing a gun at them.
She bit her lip and sighed: "What else should I do?"
, With so much money, how can we still give the house to the bank?
We have to try tomorrow, tomorrow we will go to Begogo's unit.
If there are others around, she should not dare to mess around."
Wu Qiang nodded, walked over and took Ding Mei's hand: "Mom, please go with me tomorrow."
Wu Qiang felt scared when he mentioned An Qing, let alone looking for him.
He needed someone to accompany him, come Share the stress.
Ding Mei remembered her previous agreement with her new target, her eyes flickered slightly, and she hesitated: "Let's go together."
"Well, Mom, please help me say some more pitiful words when the time comes, so that Begoge from Anqing will agree to pay back the money if he is afraid of being embarrassed."
Wu Qiang didn't notice anything strange about Ding Mei, and suppressed what he was thinking with public opinion.
An Qing's method was revealed.
"What if An Qing's Begogo refuses?
Son, we have to think of a way, otherwise we won't even have a place to live in the future."
Although Ding Mei said that, she felt in her heart that An Qing would have to pay for it.
The possibility is very small.
Ding Mei's eyes became a little darker when she looked at the three-bedroom apartment she had saved for half her life to buy for her son.
"Yeah, this is the only house left."
Wu Qiang was also worried.
In fact, he had no idea about asking An Qing to pay back the money.
"Son, why don't you transfer this house to your mother's name?
Then even if Begogo from Anqing refuses to pay, the bank people can't do anything about it."
Ding Mei's eyes flashed slightly and she made a suggestion.
"This is also a way."
Wu Qiang thought of many people's methods of transferring property and felt that his mother Ding Mei's idea was very feasible.
"You are really my good mother.
Not only can you accompany me to bed, but you can also give me good ideas."
Wu Qiang smiled with satisfaction and kissed Ding Mei on the face.
"Stop making trouble, I still have to cook."
Ding Mei lowered her head, glanced at a certain part of Wu Qiang that had not changed at all, sneered, and avoided Wu Qiang's next move.
"Why are you anxious about cooking?
Come and let's try again.
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Maybe it will be done today."
Wu Qiang, who has been unable to do it recently, felt that he had just started to feel something, so he pulled Ding Mei and refused to let go.
Ding Mei took a deep breath and began to cooperate with Wu Qiang.
But at the last moment, Ding Mei glanced at Wu Qiang with a very ugly face, without even a word of comfort, she got up and started to get dressed.
Wu Qiang looked at Ding Mei's dissatisfied expression and felt a little guilty: "Tomorrow, let's go and take care of the house first."
Wu Qiang tried his best to divert his attention, but Ding Mei, who had her back turned to him, showed a sneer. tgt ttrgt: