Qiu Han walked to the bed with difficulty and sat down.
She took out the few pieces of gold and put them in her hands to play with.
Eyelashes droop slightly, thoughtfully.
She was never short of such things as money. She used all the best things for her natural material life. The place where she lived, even the road she walked under her feet, was so luxurious that it was paved with gold carpets. Even if she stepped on it with bare feet, it was also very comfortable.
As the saying goes, from extravagance to frugality is difficult, she can now realize it.
Having enjoyed it for so long, it was really annoying to suddenly push her into such a destitution.
Qiu Han glanced around, and the small house had a panoramic view.
The ground was a mess, leftover snacks, garbage bags, waste paper, everything.
Qiu Han sighed.
This won't work, she has to get out of this predicament quickly.
Looking at the things on the ground, Qiu Han became fascinated.
I saw a touch of green light lingering on the tips of her fingers, and all the garbage lying on the ground floated up. Seeing this, Qiu Han smiled slightly and continued to cast the spell.
The objects that had been abandoned gradually changed their appearance in her hands, but in a moment, they became the currency of this world - Grandpa Mao.
With his own magic, there were stacks of brand new Grandpa Mao on the ground soon.
Qiu Han made everything in this house clean.
With so much money in hand, she suddenly felt safe.
She placed an order on the takeaway app to buy a pile of broken paper, and when the things arrived, she turned them all into stacks of RMB in the previous way.
The originally messy ground was instantly cleaned up and filled with money. Just looking at it was extremely comfortable.
She plans to use the money to change places first.
The air here is not new to her.
A pile of money is estimated to be 100, and here, there are 20 million.
With this money, buying a villa is not a problem.
To use it, she must use the highest level. In terms of material things, she will never wrong herself.
Qiu Han found a few black plastic bags, put them all in one by one, and then waved them all into the space.
Qiu Han found a brand-name dress from the closet that was barely good-looking and the original owner was reluctant to sell. Qiu Han wore black sunglasses and went straight out the door.
qiuhanMaster, go to the sales office.
Qiu Han took a taxi, and as soon as she closed the door, she saw that the driver's eyes were dripping around, and whether his eyes were looking at her was full of inspection.
Qiu Han frowned.
qiuhanWhat are you reading?
wannenglongtao[Driver]: Are you... Qiu Han?
Before she could speak, the driver looked disgusted.
wannenglongtao[Driver]: You are Qiu Han, that little mistress! Get out of the car! Get off the bus! Get down quickly, don't make my car smoky.
Qiu Han's heart stagnated, but she forgot that "she" is like a rat crossing the street now, everyone is shouting and beating.
In the final analysis, the original body is the most innocent person. Obviously, he didn't do anything, but now he has ended up like this. This is an era of developed Internet. People follow the trend seriously, and they don't know the truth of the matter at all, but they wantonly hurt others.
Qiu Han pursed his lips and got out of the car, that's all, she should fly directly over, this reputation, she will soon be washed white, and those people will also pay the price they deserve.
Over the city, a touch of green light quietly gallops...
