"Brother, what you call having no money really opened my eyes. Three hundred is not even a penny."
"I really need to go high."
"The average minimum living standard in Beijing is 5 yuan per person, 25 yuan per month, and exactly 300 yuan per year." Zhao Lei was very surprised.
"One year's living expenses."
"By the way, Zhao Qiang, you have so much cash on hand. I'm really curious about how much you have in your bank account."
"Probably around three hundred." Humph, he didn't want to say it originally. After all, three hundred was enough for Zhao Qiang to explain everything in a flustered manner.
Since this kid is still dissatisfied, then I don't mind making more trouble.
Why did he have to mention the savings? Zhao Qiang really wanted to kneel down to Zhao Lei. Now he really regretted why he had to fight with Zhao Lei for two hundred dollars.
That's right, he had someone steal some money from him, but the amount was not three hundred, but less than two hundred.
"Dad, listen to me, listen to me." Now he really doesn't have the time to stare at Zhao Lei. What he needs to do now is to explain everything.
"I don't want to hear you say that." Zhao Tiezhu was furious. "I should have known that you are a traitor."
“You cried poor a lot for Feng Caixia and took a lot of money from me.” Zhao Tiezhu felt that he was really a big fool. He even forgot that this kid had a criminal record.
When Zhao Tiezhu got angry, he really didn't care about anything anymore, not caring about the presence of Zhao Jianguo and the others, and just started cursing.
Zhao Tiezhu was very angry, and his voice was getting louder and louder.
Even though Zhao Lei was in the room, she could still hear Zhao Tiezhu cursing, "That's good. It means the old man is in good health."
The Xia family, the Ding family, the Hao family, and even the Han family, all moved very carefully in the house, fearing that the slightest noise would cause them to skip the most important point.
Through Zhang Cuihua’s vigorous publicity this morning, everyone knows that a thief stole all of Zhao Qiang’s money on the bus he came from yesterday.
No one expected that Zhao Qiang had actually stolen three hundred dollars. Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. Hao Jie was even more straightforward, "Impossible, absolutely impossible."
"Three hundred! That's three hundred. A thick wad of money. Only a fool would carry it with him."
The same tone was expressed by several other companies; they all thought this was impossible.
"And he didn't just say he had no money."
"I think they just want Zhao Lei to pay."
At first, when everyone heard Zhang Cuihua say that Zhao the thief had stolen Zhao Qiang's money, they thought the old lady wanted to complain. Later, everyone gradually realized what she meant, which was that she hoped someone could bear part of the loss.
As for who to find, of course it was Zhao Lei. After all, he was the factory director and his salary was definitely high.
"He's also an idiot. He doesn't even think about it. With their IQ, they actually want to get money from Zhao Lei." Aunt Hao really admires Zhang Cuihua's clever brain.
"Idiots." Aunt Ding was also speechless. "They have failed so many times before, how can they think they will succeed this time?"
Ding Song thought for a moment and said, "Maybe they think that we will help them speak up if they play the victim."
"Speaking for them is a dream." Aunt Ding said bluntly, "I won't help them no matter who I help."
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