Build Him a Mental Hospital

The jeers around him made Lu Huiyang a little dazed. Is it funny to ask for a gift of 5 million yuan?

　　When he married Lu Yiyao's mother, he only spent a few dollars as a bride price. Even though decades have passed, the current inflation cannot be compared with that of the past, but 5 million is still a number that Lu Huiyang can't even imagine. .

　　Even if the house he has lived in for more than ten years is mortgaged to the creditor, it is only a few hundred thousand. He has no real job anymore. If he repays the debt of more than one million by himself, I am afraid that he will have to repay it until his death. Not finished.

　　He knew that Zhang Menglong was rich, but he only had this idea. With a mental problem, he didn't have much time to study how much money Zhang Menglong had.

　　He just heard that Zhang Menglong acquired a company for his daughter. With such ability, he must be worth at least tens of millions. After all, in his ridiculous world view, a worth of tens of millions is already quite impressive. Yes.

　　Even when he mentioned the 5 million gift, he felt like he was talking too much.

　　But he didn't expect that the people around him would laugh at him as soon as he opened his mouth.

　　"Are you sure you only want 5 million?"

　　"5 million, not a penny less, otherwise I will take her away now!"

　　"Dad!" Lu Yiyao had tears in her eyes, "Am I just a commodity in your heart? You made my mother angry, and now you want to ruin my life again, right?"

　　"I raised you like this just so that you can raise me in the future!" Lu Huiyang didn't feel any guilt at all. "I tell you, Lu Yiyao, I am your father now, and I will be in the future, forever. You should never think about it in your whole life. Get rid of me!"

　　"You just said that as long as I give you five million, you will never pester her again?"

　　"That's right!" Lu Huiyang said, "As long as you give me this money, the kindness of raising her will be over. I will never harass her again in the future!"

　　"Okay," Zhang Mengyu said, "Five million, I hope you will do what you say!"

　　Zhang Menglong approached Hong Yi and easily obtained Lu Huiyang's bank account, and immediately transferred five million to it.

　　Lu Huiyang received a text message from the bank on his mobile phone, and he suddenly showed a look of surprise. This young man actually gave him five million!

　　"Hahaha!" Lu Huiyang laughed nervously, "Five million, five million, hahaha!"

　　"Damn, do you believe this? A gambler, I'm afraid he will lose all 5 million in a few days, and he will definitely come back again then!"

　　"That's right, how could you just stop after you've gotten a good deal? Zhang Menglong, don't believe him!"

　　"Yes, just ignore such a person!"

　　"Forget it, just think of it as a bit of responsibility as a junior," Zhang Menglong patted Lu Yiyao's shoulder. At this time, Lu Yiyao was choked and speechless.

　　Although she didn't have much emotion for her father, only hatred, but after hearing his attitude, one can imagine the despair in her heart.

　　"Wait a minute!" At this moment, Lu Huiyang spoke again, "Five million is not enough!"

　　"What did you say?" Zhang's hazy eyes narrowed, "That's what you said just now, five million, and you will never pester her again."

　　"Hmph, it's not that simple!" Zhang Mengyu could come up with 5 million without blinking an eye. It was not difficult for Lu Huiyang to guess that Zhang Mengyu's wealth may be far more than this number!

　　He himself knows very well that the 5 million won't last long enough to pay off his debts. If he has such an opportunity, if he doesn't open his mouth, wouldn't he blind such a valuable daughter in vain?

　　"I want 10 million!" Lu Huiyang said, "Give me another 5 million, and I'll leave immediately!"

　　"Double the insulting bride price!"

　　"Hahaha, you insulted Mr. Zhang twice. If it were me, I wouldn't be able to bear it anymore!"

　　"That's right, at least change the units, right? Or just add a few zeros at the end!"

　　"Yiyi, it seems that your dad has no intention of letting go of this cash cow like you," Zhang Menglong sighed, "I'm afraid I have to use some special methods. You won't be angry, right?"

　　"As long as you don't hurt him," Lu Yiyao felt Zhang Menglong's anger. The last person who made him angry had been sent to Africa to dig coal. Even if Lu Huiyang was her father, Lu Yiyao couldn't guarantee that Zhang Menglong could Being merciful and not hurting him was her last hope.

　　"Don't worry, he is your dad after all. Not only will I not hurt him, I will also take him to a place that is paradise for him."

　　"Ah?" Lu Yiyao didn't know what Zhang Menglong was talking about.

　　At this time, a car drove into the student dormitory area, and Cao Yushan came to Zhang Mengyu with a few bodyguard-looking people.

　　"Mr. Zhang, we are here. Miss Hong Yi has already told me what happened. Is there anything we need to do here?"

　　"Well," Zhang Mengyu nodded, "Do you know any doctors who specialize in treating mental illness?"

　　"Mr. Zhang, your family trains a large number of talents from all walks of life every year, and also introduces talents through various methods. Their abilities will never be worse than world-class doctors."

　　"Very good, you can help me find a place near Gusu City. It doesn't matter if it's in the suburbs."

　　"Mr. Zhang, are you going to..."

　　"Build a mental hospital for him!" Zhang Menglong pointed to Lu Huiyang and said, "Make it look like a casino. Then recruit a group of staff to gamble and play cards with him every day. You can pay him the salary. If he can be cured, Okay, let him out when he is cured, if not, let him be a gambling god inside for the rest of his life."

　　Although Zhang Mengyu's voice was not loud, some people closest to him could hear it clearly.

　　What's going on, building a single-person mental hospital just for one person? Still need to find a group of people to act with him? Is this a mental illness or an emperor? Why do mentally ill people get such treatment?

　　"Look, even if you are mentally ill, as long as you get close to Mr. Zhang, we can get you a private hospital!"

　　"I just want to know, can I apply for the job?"

　　"Hahaha, I am a fierce landlord and thief. I used to watch Grandpa Lu's live broadcast every day!"

　　"Gotta, well, well, well..."

　　"Incense."

　　"Stop talking, I have pictures in my mind."

　　"You shouldn't have any objections to me handling it this way, right?" Zhang Menglong turned around and asked Lu Yiyao for her opinion.

　　"Is it worth it?" Lu Yiyao said.

　　"What nonsense are you talking about!" Zhang Mengyu raised his voice, "It's all worth it for you!"

　　"Take him away," Zhang Menglong ordered, "Be careful, don't hurt anyone."

　　"Mr. Zhang, don't worry, we will take care of Miss Lu's father."

　　"Well, I'll leave it to you," Zhang Mengyu said.

　　"Hey! What are you doing? Are you going to do something? I'm warning you, I've practiced Kung Fu!" Lu Huiyang struck a pose, "Wing Chun, Ip Man!"

　　Cao Yushan held his forehead. This is not a mental illness. He is simply mentally retarded. "Be careful and take him back to the Second Hospital first."

　　"Let me go! Let me go. I'm not mentally ill. You have no right to arrest me!"

　　"Ah! I won't go! Lu Yiyao, you're a rip-off, just wait for me. As long as I'm alive, don't even think about getting rid of me!"

　　"Gag his mouth!" Zhang Mengyu said coldly.

　　"Woooooooo..."

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