Chapter 1146: Xiao Se's Method
Xiao Se heard the urgency of the situation in Meimei, and did not dare to delay the time, so he immediately called the Zhao family's phone, but it was the Zhao family's chef Master Yuan who answered the phone, saying that the old man would go out again after he came back, and no one knew where he went.
"What should I do?"
Xiong Mumu was so anxious that she kept rubbing her hands.
Xiao Se glared at him contemptuously and scolded: "It's useless for that foolish old man in your family to go, let's go and save Meimei ourselves." ”
"How to save it? We can't beat Heliant's men. Xiong Mumu was very worried, secretly hating that her kung fu was so bad that she couldn't even beat Xiao Se.
Xiao Se opened the safe, she didn't come back to live in this house for three years, but Xiao Jingming and Feng Haitang didn't come back to live, and even became a tryst place for the two of them for a time, and the workers who Xiao Se stayed in the house had already told her one by one.
Of course Miss Xiao doesn't care about her own old man's affairs, she cares about the things in this safe.
Her subordinates said that whether it was Feng Haitang or Xiao Jingming, they would hide money in this safe from time to time, and after three years of accumulation, it should be a lot.
Of course, don't worry about the password, it's her birthday, and no one knows it better than her.
'Click'
The safe was opened smoothly, blinding Xiong Mumu's eyes, and he looked at the gold bars and banknotes in the box in amazement, and his eyes couldn't turn.
"Your family has a lot of money...... "After a while, Xiong Mumu couldn't help but sigh and slapped Miss Xiao with an iron sand palm.
"You idiot, get out of here!"
Xiao Se casually carried a few bundles of money in his backpack, but he didn't count it, Xiong Mumu didn't forget the melons in his head that day, and he estimated the amount of money in Xiao Se's backpack at a glance, about fifty or sixty thousand.
"What are you doing with all this money?" Xiong Mumu still didn't understand Xiao Se's purpose.
"Money makes the devil grind...... Heck, I won't be able to tell you for a while, but you'll know in a while. ”
Xiao Se was impatient to say to Xiong Mumu, and he was impatient to wait for the driver, so he pushed out her baby, the Harley heavy locomotive, from the yard, and coaxed her to buy it back, but after Xiao Jingming saw her ride once, he was so frightened that he locked the car and didn't dare to let his daughter ride on the street again.
"Hurry up and get in the car, what are you grinding?"
Xiao Se threw Xiong Mumu a helmet, and when he saw that he didn't react for a long time, he was so angry that he grabbed his collar, just like throwing a chicken, Xiong Mumu sat in the back seat, and between the electric lights and flints, the cool locomotive roared away.
Although Kyoto in the early 90s did not have as many cars as in later generations, the roads are not as wide as those in later generations, traffic jams still exist, and driving is really not as fast as riding a motorcycle.
Xiong Mumu hugged Xiao Se's little waist tightly, she didn't have the heart to ripple, and her heart was about to pop out.
"Xiao Se...... You have a driver's license, don't you ......," Xiong Mumu yelled.
"No...... Shut up ......"
Xiao Se turned around and roared, Xiong Mumu was so frightened that he immediately shut up, and the hand holding Xiao Man's waist became harder and harder.
If he really becomes a ghost under the car, he will have to pull a cushion!
Xiao Se's locomotive walked through the alleys, and arrived at the Dongfeng Hotel before the old man Zhao, at this time it was less than ten minutes before Meimei went upstairs, Xiao Se parked the locomotive, and pulled down Xiong Mumu, whose face was blue and his legs were weak.
She didn't expect this useless cowardice, she took out a bundle of brand-new hundred-yuan bills from her backpack, tore open the seal, took the money and shouted: "Miss Ben has a birthday today, invite the big guy to dinner, come to get the money if you want to eat, the more you eat, the more red envelopes......"