"rental?"
Jin Buhuanman was very puzzled by Wang Liushu's words and deeds. He first said that he owed the village leader money that he had not repaid, and now he claimed that his car was rented.
"Stop pretending, we already know everything!" Uncle Wang said confidently.
Jin Buhuan cursed in his heart.
My God, what do you know? I don’t even know it myself!
"I understand that as scholars, you attach great importance to image and dignity. Especially in rural areas, as the only college student in the village, you definitely don't want us to know that your life in the city is not as smooth as you expected. Therefore, you deliberately rent Come back with a luxury car to show your success and status."
"Of course, we all want to maintain our own image, which is understandable. But we also need to have an appropriate degree of control when doing things."
"A salary of four thousand yuan a month should be the limit. Think about it, renting a car for a day costs more than a thousand yuan, and within a few days of returning home, a month's salary is all spent. How can you maintain your life like this?"
"And the Chinese cigarettes you gave us cost hundreds of yuan a box. We're not living a good life, so why are we still trying to make ourselves fat?"
Without waiting for Jin Buhuan's explanation, everyone started to blame him, blaming him for being fat and trying to save face. They believed that Jin Buhuai's actions were not only unnecessary, but might also bring him more trouble.
Jin Buhuan was really funny and angry after hearing this. He couldn't help but ask: "Uncle Wang, how do you know that I haven't paid back the money I owe the village chief?"
"The facts are there. We all heard outside that the village chief told you his bank account number. Wasn't he just urging you to pay back the money?"
"That's it!" Jin Buhuan smiled bitterly.
"I really admire you for being able to laugh!"
Uncle Wang Liu stared at the other party with dissatisfaction and said earnestly: "The village chief is also an old man. How can you bear to let him down? Tell me honestly, how much do you owe him?"
"This... the amount owed is really quite large."
Indeed, he still owes the final payment of 300,000 yuan that he promised to the village chief, which is a lot of money.
"Honestly... how much is it?"
"This number is too big. I really don't know how to deal with it. Uncle Liu, can you give me some advice?" Jin Buhuan joked.
Uncle Wang expressed doubts: "How many exactly?... If it's too much and you can't solve it now, I... let's help you find a solution together. After all, who asked me to watch you grow up since I was a child? I really don't want to You have gone astray."
"There's still thirty left..."
"Oh, three hundred yuan, right..."
Uncle Wang finally breathed a sigh of relief. He took out three hundred-dollar bills from his pocket and handed them to Jin Buhuan.
"Here is 300 yuan. You take it first, and don't delay in repaying it to the village chief. Remember, this money was lent to you by your uncle. Remember to return the money to your uncle at the end of the year."
Jin Buhuan calmly took the three hundred yuan and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "Uncle Wang is actually a pretty good person, but sometimes he seems a bit petty."
"Let's return the money to the village chief quickly. Think about it, he is already so old. If you leave one day and you haven't paid him back, he won't be able to come back to you in a dream?"
"Bang!" sounded.
Uncle Wang was speaking when he suddenly felt a slap on the back of his head. He cursed angrily: "Which bastard hit me? Does he know the rules?" However, when he turned around, he found that the village chief was standing there. There, he immediately asked in surprise: "Village chief, why is it you?"
"How dare you curse me, you old man? I have a strong body. Even if you burp, I am still alive and well!"
"Yes...you are right."
Wang Liu, who was nearly fifty years old, was scolded by Xu Guojie like a grandson, and he could only bear it silently.
"How could I have imagined that you, an old man, would do such an immoral thing as eavesdropping on other people's conversations..."
