As the Land Rover moved slowly on the road, I looked at Xiaoxiao's blushing cheeks and smiled. She didn't seem to have the energy to come over yet.
After I called 729 last night and came back, I went to Xiaoxiao's place and vented my anger. Well, to be precise, it was three links, three links within one.
Not on the single bed though.
Xiaoxiao bought a bed. She used all her savings to buy a ergonomic or high-end bed. In my impression, the most advanced bed seems to be a water bed. That’s all I know, but people, once The bed cost nearly ten thousand dollars.
Then, he tried his best to cater to me on that bed.
When everything was settled, he panted and blushed and asked, "Can I ask you for some money?"
Hearing this, I turned my head.
I thought I had led this woman wrong, and she would say something like: "You can't give me status, so why can't I ask for money?" and the like, very realistic words. In fact, even if she said these words, I still think it's appropriate. People have to do something for you, right?
However, all I saw was the blush on her face and the embarrassment that made her want to retract her head into her cavity. In the end, she covered her cheeks with the quilt.
I was the one who forcibly pulled her away. I looked at her and asked, "How much."
"One thousand." She didn't dare to look at me and turned her head away: "I didn't have enough money when I bought this bed, so I borrowed a little..."
Then I remembered that since I took possession of her, I haven't given this woman a penny.
I blocked her mouth, not with my hands.
use money.
I called Lao Yaoying in front of her and asked him to deliver the money that belonged to me from the night show tomorrow. Early the next morning, I saw a table with great care, but not delicious at all. breakfast.
Milk oatmeal and egg sandwich.
She doesn't know how to cook, but she is willing to get up early in the morning and go to the kitchen to tinker with these things.
So, while feeling that the money was well spent, I ate breakfast while watching the morning news. And Xiaoxiao, every time I look at it, I still have the same blush on my cheeks as yesterday, as if she opened her mouth to ask me. The money thing hurts self-esteem.
The news is nothing interesting, it just tells what happened in black and white.
The paid host of 'Myanmar News' reprimanded the Wa State Army for their misdeeds in Mongneng. Even the phrase 'please look at the live report brought back by our reporter in Mongnian' was taken by our reporters. video.
During the filming, the reporter was so pitiful that he almost cried and shouted loudly: "Why is this!"
"Who have the mighty common people offended?"
What I thought was that when he went home at night, he would laugh out loud looking at the money given by Lao Qiao in his account balance.
After eating, I took Xiaoxiao to a school that was under construction. With my current status in Menneng, those engineering teams would never dare to cut corners, just as the foreman told me when I arrived at the site.
He said: "Mr. Xu, our foundation has been laid. I also added an extra truck of cement. Don't worry, the house you spent money to build must be the strongest in Meneng."
I don't care if he adds more cement, reinforced concrete, or the like, I just want his submissive attitude.
What makes me most comfortable are the Wa people.
I actually saw a Wa man squatting on the construction site, wearing Wa costumes and carrying a cigarette pipe, looking at the construction site.
I know him as the most prestigious one among the older generation in Zhencheng's village. When he saw me coming, he got up and patted the dust on his buttocks, trotted over and said with a smile on his face: " boss."
He handed me a piece of paper, which was densely filled with pictures.
I didn’t understand, so I pointed at the piece of paper and asked, “What is this?”
The old man laughed and explained: "I can't write, so I drew all the construction materials coming in and out of the construction site..."
“This, with threads, is steel;”
"This, pulled by a cart, is made of cement;"
"This, falling together piece by piece, is brick..."
After explaining for a long time, he finally covered his mouth with his hands and lowered his voice in front of the foreman: "I'm going to tell you sincerely, but you have to be careful. These engineering people are dishonest."
That made me happy.
If you say it in front of their foreman, can they not hear you?
The foreman didn't dare to say anything and could only smile sheepishly. How dare he actually do it?
I smiled and put the paper away in my pocket. Before I could say anything, the old man quickly asked: "Boss, are you doing anything this afternoon?"
I shook my head.
"Then can we, on behalf of the people in the village, invite you to have a meal with us?"
I looked at this group of Wa people and was stunned and asked, "Is something wrong?"
The old man waved his hands quickly: "No, we just want to repay your kindness after our life is better."
"Since you let us come to Menneng, the life we have lived is not what we can imagine in the village..."
This is something I didn't expect. I thought I had only done evil in northern Myanmar, but I never expected that someone would remember my good deeds.
Of course, this mainly stems from my distrust of the group of people Naou left behind.
Since I took over the job of Menneng Jinyiwei, my first move was to ask Zhencheng to replace all the people left by Nawu one by one.
I don’t care how long these young people have been working for Nawu. In short, I don’t want to see the little brats riding motorcycles on the streets and yelling.
Even a fool like them can tell that these people are my spies, so who should I monitor?
As a result, the young men riding motorcycles on the street who would turn on the accelerator at girls passing by gradually disappeared, and were replaced by this group of village elders who could not enter the park to work and had nothing to do.
I asked Cheng Zhen to set up a stall for each of them. Doesn’t he still manage the lumber factory? Then fill the stalls with bracelets and let them sell them on the street.
As a result, all the bright sentries on the streets became hidden sentries, and the young people who followed Nawu out of the village asked me to rush into the car and change them into a mobile team.
As for the money these people should receive from the park, it must be shared equally with the old people setting up stalls on the streets. Can the old people in the village be unhappy?
Perhaps this amount of money is nothing to these young people who are accustomed to the market, but to these old people living in the mountains, this amount of money is a huge amount of income.
"I go."
At that time, I held Xiaoxiao's hand and agreed with a smile.
I just want to see if Mengneng has the same emotions as normal people, and see if their gratitude to me is genuine.
But what I didn't expect was that I would become their savior...
Yesterday I took a leave of absence and posted a single chapter. My brothers may not have seen it, but it is still among the work related files.
(End of chapter)
