Taking advantage of the darkness, Jiang Yi got in the car back to the rental house.
Sitting in the taxi, the bank card balance screen was always on the screen of his mobile phone. After a little hesitation, he transferred 300,000 yuan to his uncle.
The original parents died in a car accident when they were young.
He was able to grow up to this age, receive a good education, study majors that interest him, and later be able to take postgraduate entrance examinations and study for a Ph.D., all because his uncle stayed in the factory all day long, and was not idle during his shifts. He went out to deliver food to people every day. .
Just so that the original person would not have to worry about anything when he was studying.
Later, when he joined the national team, his uncle was even more proud. He told everyone he met that he thought he would shine on the stage of the General Administration from now on.
In the end, he was unknown. After working through it year after year, his salary was only enough to support himself in City A. Even until his death, he was unable to buy a house for his uncle and live a life without worries about food and clothing.
So Jiang Yi gave the money without too much hesitation.
The transfer arrived at any time. Not long after the transfer, the uncle's phone came in.
"Jiang Yi, what happened to your money?"
The uncle's voice over the phone contained a hint of fear and temptation that could not be concealed.
For a migrant worker living at the bottom of a small fourth- or fifth-tier county, three hundred thousand is a huge sum of money.
No wonder the uncle is so cautious.
"don’t worry."
Jiang Yi said in a relaxed tone: "I participated in a large-scale performance and the remuneration was very high."
The uncle was relieved for a moment, and then he couldn't help but feel a little happy, and then he praised: "Really? Our Jiang Yi is really promising!"
"You don't have to give me money. I'll go to the bank to transfer the money to you tomorrow. I'll eat and drink well at home and don't need anything. It's you! You spend a lot of money in City A."
"And the seniors in your group, teacher."
"Everyone who celebrates the festival next year will be filial. If you should be filial, do so. If you don't say you have ulterior motives, don't let others look down upon you!"
"You must manage your interpersonal relationships well!"
Listening to the uncle's endless instructions on the phone, they were all planning for the three hundred thousand.
Originally, he didn't have much idea about the 500,000 yuan, so transferring 300,000 yuan to his uncle was a kind of reward.
Now as I listen to my uncle tirelessly teaching me how to deal with people, the string of numbers on my bank card suddenly comes to life.
With this money, he seems to be able to do many meaningful things.
For example, make money to buy a house in City A, and then bring your uncle to live with you.
Jiang Yi's originally tired and empty eyes suddenly became brighter, and he interrupted the other party's words.
"Okay, uncle, there's no need to make a special trip to the bank."
"Now you can transfer money directly on your mobile phone. I didn't teach you well before."
"My nephew, I have the ability now. When the time comes, I will save money to buy an apartment in City A. Then I will pick you up to live here and teach you step by step."
Jiang Yi's tone was relaxed and natural.
The original person is introverted, and the uncle is also a taciturn type. Although the two have known each other for many years, they have rarely had such close communication.
The middle-aged man opposite could not help but be stunned when he heard such familiar words, and then his eyes filled with tears.
He wanted to say something more, but the taxi had already stopped. Jiang Yi glanced outside and said to the other end of the phone.
"I'm home. I'll keep the money I gave you and I'll call you another day when I'm free."
Uncle Jiang in the small county town held the cell phone after hanging up the phone, his heart still beating.
And here Jiang Yi returned to his small house.
A room of less than 20 square meters has only a bed, a table and a cabinet.
Before, with that little salary, it was impossible to buy a house in City A.
Just such a room was allocated by the General Administration, and fortunately, there was no need to pay rent.
When he returned to the room, he took off his coat directly, lay on the bed and fell asleep without knowing when. However, at this time, the discussion about Jiang Yi on the Internet continued to ferment.
Countless people were shocked by this song "Chi Ling" which is a combination of pop music and opera!
The likes of the video about Jiang Yi's singing on the official blog of "Singer" directly exceeded 100 million!
Countless people even left messages on the General Administration’s Weibo account.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, Daddy, I apologize for my previous ignorance!"
"Dad, President-General, please open your eyes and look at this Chinese music scene, and let a few more people come down to save it!!"
"Before the President-General, I was too blind to see the truth! Please don't worry about it!"
Netizens almost crashed the official blog of the General Political Bureau!
Captain Ye was half asleep when she was suddenly woken up by a call from the headquarters. As soon as the call was connected, she didn't even have a chance to respond. She was slapped in the face.
"Hello?"
"Xiaoye, Jiang Yi is your subordinate, right?"
Captain Ye was confused by the question. He blinked on the bed. It took him a while to realize what he was doing. He quickly lifted the quilt and got out of bed: "Ah, yes, he is one of my men. What's wrong?"
"Why didn't I know you had such a number one person under your command before?"
"Ah??!" Captain Ye was confused.
"He's so capable!" The boss seemed extremely happy, holding his cell phone and talking to himself: "The last program directly promoted our general administration!"
"Now a bunch of netizens have completely changed their views on our Song and Dance Troupe!"
"The leaders above praised him by name!"
“The General Secretary’s Weibo is about to explode!”
Although Captain Ye didn't quite understand it, he caught a key word, "Weibo".
Now that I am a little more awake, I can also hear that my boss is not here to accuse me, but on the contrary, he is very happy, so I immediately nodded in agreement.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!"
The superior called me, talked about it overwhelmingly, and finally said with emotion: "Hey! It's true that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead!"
"Xiaoye! Such talents must not be buried under your hands!"
This sentence was a bit meaningful. Captain Ye was stunned. Before he could react, the call was hung up.
Commander Ye seemed to have just woken up from a dream.
After hanging up the phone, he turned around, turned on the computer, and started downloading Weibo.
It's just that she is old after all, and she is not very good at playing this kind of social software. After thinking about it for a while and asking people on Baidu, she finally registered a new account.
As soon as the account is registered, start searching the official blog of the General Administration.
Finally, a lot of comments below shocked Captain Ye!
She had known the official account of the General Secretary before. Every time he posted new works and promotions, there were only a few likes.
And now! Directly subvert the usual!
Almost every piece of work that is usually unremarkable on Weibo has more than a million likes!
Even the likes turned into small flames.
No matter how slow Captain Ye is, he still realizes what is going on!
He immediately clicked into the comment area and saw all the comments praising Jiang Yi and the General Secretary, as well as the apologies mixed in them. Captain Ye's pupils shrank sharply and froze.
Yes, is it that exaggerated? ?
