Chapter 103 Jia’s logic, whoever uses it will feel comfortable!
Chapter 103 Jia’s logic, whoever uses it will feel comfortable!
Jia Zhangshi:? ? ?
"What did you say, Mr. Wang?"
Jia Zhang didn't react at first and thought she had heard it wrong, so she asked again.
"I told you to compensate me for my shoes. My shoes were stepped on and damaged because I was helping you. You have to compensate me!"
Jia Zhang was already angry because Wang Hongtao was reluctant to help her, and now that he dared to turn the tables, how could she tolerate it?
"You're not surnamed Wang, are you sick? Why should I pay for your broken shoes?"
Jia Zhang came over with her hands on her hips, cursing, and retorted without thinking.
"Old bitch, can you speak properly?"
"You dare to curse? Didn't I punish you enough last time?"
The person who is speaking is Wang Hongbin. You can’t scold him, and you can’t scold his brother even more!
Jia Zhang had never felt so wronged in her life: You, the Wang family, are allowed to bully others, and isn't it okay for me to complain a few words?
Besides, if I call someone with the surname Wang, it’s an insult, so what about you calling me an old bitch?
"You... you guys are really bullying me! Why should I pay for the shoes you broke?"
"Did I go back to Qinjiatun today to help you with something?" Wang Hongtao asked.
“Yes, but…”
"That's it, it's over. If I don't ask you to compensate for the damage I made while doing your job, who else should I ask for compensation?"
"If you don't want to pay, just give me back the fifty dollars from last time, and I won't let Qin Huairu go to clean the house. If I have the money, who can I ask for it?"
Wang Hongtao was too lazy to argue with Jia Zhang about this and started to use his ultimate move directly.
"Okay, okay, I'll pay...I'll pay, okay?"
Jia Zhang could still tell which was more important, fifty yuan or a pair of shoes, so she went into the house cursing and looked for her shoes.
"Give me a size 44, it has to be of better quality, otherwise I'll have to ask you to replace it if it breaks later!"
After hearing this, Jia Zhang staggered and tried hard not to quarrel with him.
……
After putting on the new shoes, Wang Hongtao shook his feet and found them quite comfortable. He finally went back satisfied.
But the conversation between the two just now attracted the attention of others.
The three aunts ran back home as if they had discovered a huge secret.
"Boss, this is incredible, boss..."
"What's the big fuss about?" The old man in the front yard was watering the flowers in front of his house. When he saw the old woman running over, he calmly adjusted his glasses.
"Let's go inside and talk about it after we get inside."
After the couple entered the house and closed the door, Auntie said in a serious tone:
"Guess what I heard just now in the middle courtyard?"
"Just tell me what you heard. Why are you keeping me in suspense?" The third uncle responded impatiently.
"I heard from Wang Hongtao in the backyard that he didn't want the Jia family to pay back the fifty yuan, and he said he wanted Qin Huairu to help clean the house to offset it!"
"What? You don't want the fifty dollars?"
"This...this is such a waste!..." said the third uncle in surprise.
"Of course! I think fifty dollars is not a small amount, so I came to discuss it with you, didn't I?"
Yan Bugui said solemnly: "Wait a moment, let me sort it out first..."
After thinking for a while, Yan Bugui said seriously: "Our Yan family must have a hand in this fifty yuan no matter what, and we can't let the Jia family get all the money."
"Well, I'll go over and ask Qin Huairu how much she charges. Then we can lower her price and try to get the job."
"How much effort does it take to clean up? This money is too easy to make!"
"Who says it's not true? The little Wang in the backyard probably has never experienced the difficulty of making money, so he doesn't take money seriously. Fifty yuan is enough to buy a lot of corn flour..."
The third aunt sighed at first, then became worried: "But who will do this job after it is accepted? If I go, you, the head of the family, will lose face, but if I let my daughter-in-law go, I'm afraid people will gossip about her..."
Yan Bugui thought for a while and said decisively: "Of course let Yu Li go. If anyone asks, just say that you were the one who originally took the job, and the daughter-in-law felt sorry for her mother-in-law and rushed to do it."
"But...will something really happen? This man and woman are alone..."
"How about I go?" Auntie Three was still a little worried.
The third uncle scolded him sternly: "What are you doing? You are the third aunt in the courtyard after all. If it gets out that your elder generation helped clean up the house, will I still have the face of the third uncle?"
"Little Wang is a smart-looking guy who is also a driver. He can marry any girl he wants. How can he be interested in our Yu Li?"
"Besides, isn't Qin Huairu from the middle courtyard pretty? If you can trust someone as mean as Jia Zhangshi, what else do you have to worry about?"
"You, just don't worry. I'm worried that we won't be able to take on this job!"
The third aunt followed the third uncle's line of thought and found that it made sense.
First of all, with Xiao Wang's conditions, there is no need to worry about not finding a good girl who likes him, so there is no need for him to set his sights on his own Yu Li. If he likes mature girls, then isn't Qin Huairu more suitable than his own Yu Li?
Another thing is that this job hasn't even started yet, so what they need to consider is how to convince Xiao Wang and get the job.
"Then you, the boss, hurry up and go to the backyard and tell us how to get this job."
"Okay, I'll go talk to Xiao Wang right away. As the third uncle in the hospital, I still have some face."
……
In the backyard, Wang Hongtao bought a piece of pork belly and a pound of flour from the mall, planning to make dumplings in the evening.
"Xiao Wang, is Xiao Wang home? I am your third uncle."
Damn it, you’re taking advantage of me again!
Wang Hongtao walked over cursing, and by the time the door opened, he had already put on a smiling face, as warm and gentle as the spring sunshine.
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