"Nanyi, Nanyi."
"There seems to be such a person in the machine repair shop."
Xu Damao thought for a while and remembered that he seemed to have heard this name when he went to the machine repair shop to show a movie.
"Find a way to lure him to the steel rolling mill."
Xu Damao left with a smile.
Zhang Yuandong looked at Xu Damao's leaving figure with a smile on his face.
"Silly Zhu, don't expect to return to the kitchen in this life."
Zhang Yuandong said with a smile.
When the people at the steel rolling mill are impressed by Nan Yi's cooking skills, Silly Zhu can clean toilets for the rest of his life.
After Zhang Yuandong finished his dinner, Yan Bugui came to the door.
"Zhang Yuandong is here, going to the Central Court to hold a meeting."
Yan Bugui knew that this conference was mainly for donations to the Jia family, and his face was full of dissatisfaction.
"OK."
Zhang Yuandong nodded, took a bench from home and came to the middle courtyard.
At this time, many people were already sitting in the courtyard.
A large donation box was placed on the Eight Immortals table.
At the same time, there was a clerk from the street office standing next to the donation box. He was here to record how many donations the Jia family received this time.
The faces of the people in the yard were very bad.
Xu Damao came to Zhang Yuandong's side at this time.
"Zhang Yuandong's subdistrict office actually agreed to the Jia family's donation this time. How much do you plan to donate?"
Xu Damao asked.
He will donate as much as Zhang Yuandong donates later.
"I'll donate a hammer to them."
Zhang Yuandong rolled his eyes at Xu Damao. It was already good that he didn't set off firecrackers to celebrate.
"Domineering."
Xu Damao gave Zhang Yuandong a thumbs up.
"The clerk from the street office is here. Are you really not going to donate at all?"
Xu Damao asked.
"If you don't donate, donating to the Jia family is worse than feeding the dogs."
Zhang Yuandong crossed his arms.
Xu Damao thought for a moment that he might as well donate a little, just ten cents.
Give the street some face.
At this time, Liu Haizhong saw that all the people in the courtyard were here except the deaf old lady, so he stood up.
"Everyone, Jia Dongxu of the Jia family unfortunately passed away today."
"In the afternoon, Yi Zhonghai went to the sub-district office and submitted an application to donate money to the Jia family. The sub-district office agreed, so this meeting was held."
Liu Haizhong knew that everyone had a lot of resentment, so he directly named Yi Zhonghai because he donated money to the Jia family today.
The people in the yard looked at Yi Zhonghai with dissatisfaction.
It’s not easy for anyone these days, so asking them to donate is not forcing them to cut off their flesh!
Yi Zhonghai lowered his head.
If you don't do this, you will bleed.
"Everyone, as Jia Dongxu's master, I should lead by example first."
"I donate twenty."
Yi Zhonghai took out twenty yuan from his pants pocket.
Then he sat back and everyone looked at the second uncle.
The second uncle also took out twenty yuan from his pants pocket and said, "I will also donate twenty yuan."
Zhang Yuandong frowned.
When Liu Haizhong donated money just now, he glanced at Yi Zhonghai, and Yi Zhonghai nodded to Liu Haizhong. There was a problem, a big problem.
"Hmph! It seems these guys are up to something secretly."
Zhang Yuandong secretly said with contempt in his eyes.
How could they do anything in front of the clerks at the street office?
Could it be that he wanted to give the money to Jia Zhang first and then get it back.
Is it really so easy to get back the money that just went into the hands of Jia Zhang?
"Damn it, why did Fatty Liu donate so much!"
Xu Damao looked at Liu Haizhong in disbelief.
Everyone in the yard was stunned, they were playing like this again! ! !
Everyone looked to Yan Bugui as their last hope, thinking that if the third uncle donated less, they could all donate less.
Yan Bugui looked at Liu Haizhong, and then at the clerk on the side, thinking that he wanted to keep his position as the third uncle's agent.
Yan Bugui took out five yuan.
"I'll just donate five yuan."
Jia Zhang nodded with satisfaction, and then looked at the rest of the people excitedly.
Everyone's faces were dark at this moment.
"I'll donate ten yuan!"
When Shazhu saw that the two uncles had finished donating, he ran out happily and took out a big black card.
Looking at Qin Huairu, he smiled and then put it in.
"Xu Damao, Zhang Yuandong, you two come."
Silly Zhu looked at the two of them.
Xu Damao turned to look at Zhang Yuandong.
"I won't donate."
Zhang Yuandong still crossed his arms and remained unmoved.
"Zhang Yuandong, you have no conscience, my family is in such misery, yet you still don't donate money to my family."
Jia Zhang looked at Zhang Yuandong with red eyes, wishing she could pounce on him now and tear Zhang Yuandong apart.
"Far East, I know you have a bad relationship with the Jia family."
"But Dongxu is gone today. Death is a big deal, so just donate some."
"It doesn't matter how much you donate, just five yuan will be enough."
Yi Zhonghai stood up and said that everyone must donate today, otherwise they would not be able to feed the Jia Zhang family.
The clerk standing next to the donation box looked at Jia Zhang and Yi Zhonghai with disgust.
One has a dirty mouth, and the other has a disgusting appetite.
"Comrade clerk, donations are all voluntary, right?"
Zhang Yuandong ignored them and looked at the clerk.
"That's right, it's all voluntary."
"If you want to donate, donate. If you don't want to donate, don't donate."
The clerk nodded.
Zhang Yuandong smiled and looked at Jia Zhang and Yi Zhonghai, "Did you hear that? It's all voluntary. I would rather feed the dogs with my money than donate a cent to the Jia family."
"Zhang Yuandong, you are going too far."
"you,,,"
Silly Zhu wanted to say something, but was stopped by Yi Zhonghai.
"Okay, Silly Zhu, don't say anything. Comrade the clerk just said that it's all voluntary."
"Forget it if Zhang Yuandong doesn't have that kind heart."
Yi Zhonghai said angrily.
"Xu Damao, please donate."
Yi Zhonghai looked at Xu Damao and said.
"I won't donate either."
Seeing that the clerks had expressed their opinions, Xu Damao was naturally unwilling to donate money!
"We don't donate either."
"Yes, my family is also in trouble. Where did I get so much money? Donate it!"
"Now the Jia family has fifty-five yuan, which is enough."
...........
The people behind refused to donate.
If you donate too much, you won't be able to part with it. If you don't donate too much, Jia Zhang will definitely speak ill of you behind your back. You might as well follow Zhang Yuandong and Xu Damao's example and not donate a penny.
Yan Bugui's eyes widened at this time, and he felt very regretful. If he had known this, he would not have donated it.
I lost five yuan in vain!
"No, all of you must donate to my family as the donation has been approved by the neighborhood office."
“Everyone must give two dollars to our family!”
Mrs. Jia Zhang was anxious, and she still imagined that this donation would be worth 100 yuan.
We are only fifty-five now, how can this be possible!
"This old comrade, all donations are voluntary."
"How can you threaten people? There are already enough fifty-five here."
"Take it back."
The clerk then spoke.
