"The tape recorder I have is a genuine, high-quality product. You won't lose out by spending two thousand. After buying it, you won't just lose a little money; you'll keep your job!"
"Your job is safe, and you can have as much money as you want, Chen Fang. You should think it over carefully. My patience is limited. If you decide you don't want to sell yourself later, don't come crying to me for money."
The fresh and unconventional sales approach successfully caught the attention of Boss Li and Jiang Yuting.
When did their daughter learn such eloquent words? Did she learn them from Li Aihua? He shook his head vigorously. No way, no way.
"I want."
Li Yiyi's words make a lot of sense. Yes, as long as you keep your job, why worry about money? If you lose money, you can earn it back.
If I lose my job, where will I get the money?
"Li Yiyi, I don't have that much money. Can I pay in installments?"
Installment payments—that's the mindset of someone who's lived in Beijing for a long time.
"No way, do you think I'm stupid? Installment payments? Once the goods are in your hands, we don't even know when the money will arrive."
"Li Yiyi, you can give me the recorder after I pay back the money, but on the condition that you don't report me."
He scrutinized Chen Fang for a long time, making Chen Fang feel guilty.
"Li Yiyi, why are you staring at me like that?"
"It's nothing, I just feel like the water in your brain hasn't been completely changed, there's still some filth in it."
After saying that, he poured a glass of water on Chen Fang's head and kicked him hard.
"Chen Chu, come here and fill it up. Can't you be a little more sensible?"
After being scolded, Chen Chu's small body shivered, and he quickly filled Li Yiyi's cup.
"You're really lucky. If it were hot water, you could scald this hair covering and then pull it off, making it cleaner when you wash it. It's such a pity the water isn't hot at all."
One cup after another, Li poured, Chen Chu filled.
If Li Yiyi hadn't known that Chen Chu was Chen Fang's nephew, she and Chen Chu would have been a perfect match. But after learning that Chen Chu was Chen Fang's nephew, all that remained was a sense of disbelief.
What's even more ruthless is that after hearing Li Yiyi's words, Chen Chu even took the initiative to ask,
"Sister Yi-yi, do you want some hot water? If so, I'll go get it for you."
What they're here for is obvious.
"Chen Chu, you beast."
The "bang" was the sound of a cane striking a leg; Chen Fangniang was the only one using a cane.
"You brat, you're supposed to be the aunt, how can you talk to your nephew like that? My grandson is so well-behaved, and you're the only useless aunt who can't help at all and only makes things worse."
After a barrage of insults, Chen Fangniang turned to Chen Chu with a kind and gentle expression.
"My dear grandson, go and get some hot water. Your sister Yi-yi needs it."
His fierce and sarcastic demeanor towards Chen Fang, contrasted with his kind and amiable attitude towards Chen Chu, was ironic.
Li Yi was speechless. What could she do if she felt a little sorry for Chen Fang at her feet?
Previously, Li Yiyi thought she had gone too far in cursing Chen Fang's mother; after all, you shouldn't curse someone to die young. But now, Li Yiyi thinks she was right.
"Mother, why are you calling Chen Chu?"
Chen Fang was completely dumbfounded, unable to believe what he was hearing.
She thought she held a place in her mother's heart, but it turned out she didn't.
"Shut up, you troublemaker. Look how well my grandson and Yi Yi get along without you."
If it weren't for you, the household registration transfer would have been completed long ago.
Some unspoken words can silently kill a person's heart, as is the case with Chen Fang in the present moment.
"Mother, are you blaming me?"
"What's wrong with that? Why would your mother blame you?"
The resolute words that slipped out were hurtful and impossible to refute later; the only thing left in his eyes was a fading light—Chen Fang had lost the ability to argue.
"Li Yiyi, what exactly do you want me to do to let me go?"
Let her go, but what exactly do they want? Li Yiyi was utterly defeated by her ability to turn the tables.
"Take out two hundred yuan first."
All three of them suffered from Chen Fang's poisonous influence, both physically and mentally, so it's only right that they ask for some compensation for emotional distress.
"good."
They gave it to her without hesitation; the money was already prepared, and giving it now is no big deal, as long as she still has a chance to turn her life around.
In just a short time, the tape recorder in Li Yiyi's hand will no longer be a threat to her.
"Chen Fang, money..."
Chen Fang's mother felt bad for losing two hundred yuan on her first try, and her words earned her Li Yiyi's special attention.
Her gaze was the same as when she had tormented Chen Fang earlier, and Chen Fang's mother shut her mouth.
"Mother, how can she let us go if we don't give her the money?"
With a cold laugh, Chen Fang knew exactly what his mother was going to say: she just felt it was a pity that the money wasn't spent on her precious grandson!
The last vestige of reluctance shattered, and Chen Fangniang dared not speak again; she wanted to leave.
"Li Yiyi, I hope you can keep your promise."
After saying that, Chen Fang left alone, not even glancing at Boss Li, let alone caring about his mother and Chen Chu.
"Fang girl, it's your mother, wait for me!"
Chen Fang turned and left, with his mother chasing after him. Of course, no matter how anxious she was, she wouldn't forget her precious grandson.
"My dear grandson, let's hurry up. We'll come here again next time. Your aunt is really outrageous. What kind of daughter is she!"
Even after he's gone, he's still being blamed. Li Yiyi saw a reflection of her former boss, Li Laoda, in Chen Fang.
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