Ying Kuanhuai nodded and stretched slightly. On weekdays, the clinic was always surrounded by alien creatures, but today he couldn't even detect a trace of demonic aura. He found that he was not used to it.
"Mr. Qiongnier, are you kidding me? You actually gave me a bad check for half a million dollars? Do you want me to die?" Wang Huaiyi roared angrily at Qiu Niel, the poisonous scorpion on the other end of the phone.
"Mr. Wang, please express my apology to you on my behalf. This incident suddenly occurred and all our deposits in China were donated inexplicably. Now even tonight's accommodation is a problem. The funds from Europe have not yet arrived. I hope you can put in a few good words for me." The poisonous scorpion Qonnier's mind was full of turmoil and he kept explaining to Wang Huaiyi.
"You handle it yourself, the uncle is very angry." Wang Huaiyi hung up the phone coldly.
Qiao Niel sighed helplessly and looked up at the sky. The sudden liquidation of his account was something he had not expected. It was only when he needed to pay fees today that he discovered that all his bank cards were overdrawn.
