"Even if the factory closes down, I'll still have my salary," Bai Manqi muttered. "What's there to be afraid of? I won't starve to death."
"Mom, you and Zhenzhen shouldn't buy so many clothes and bags in the future, and don't always buy meat to eat. Just eat it once a month." Fang Cheng chimed in at the right moment. He really didn't want to say anything, but as he listened, he just couldn't help himself.
"You, you'll have to hand over your salary from now on too." Bai Manqi immediately objected. How could she not buy clothes and bags?
This unfilial son.
When he had a wife, he always went against her.
Now, because of his assignment to a lower-level position, his wife has divorced him, and he's going against her for another woman.
What a terrible thing to have been born.
Fang Cheng snorted coldly: "From now on, I will live in the dormitory, not go back to your home, not eat or drink your food, so why should I hand over my salary?"
He will never hand over his salary again.
Back in Beijing, his whole family lived in a villa, so he handed over his salary to the government.
But in the end, he wronged his wife.
She was always controlled by her own mother.
He knew he would get divorced, and it was all his own fault.
I don't blame anyone.
"You, you've gone too far!" Bai Manqi gritted her teeth. "You and your older brother both have to hand over their salaries, and this time... your younger sister will hand it over too."
"Whether they pay or not is none of my business. I won't pay," Fang Cheng said firmly. He'd rather give his money to the Fu family and have them eat there.
Of course, he also wanted to work hard and earn money.
Perform well and you'll be transferred back to Beijing.
He'll buy himself a house, even a small one, and if she hasn't remarried by then, he'll beg her to remarry him.
They clearly have such a good relationship.
The constant arguments are all because of my mother and sister.
"Do you want to go back to the provincial capital? If not, I'm going back to my dorm to sleep!" Fang Cheng had been too concerned about his family's feelings, and as a result, they didn't care about his life or death at all.
Fang Zhen stared at her second brother in disbelief.
After being assigned to this post, their attitude towards her was terrible.
“Yes, yes, yes, how can I not go back?” Fang Lishan hurriedly said to his second son, “You can drive the car back later. Didn’t Jiaojiao say she’s going to the provincial capital tomorrow? Take a day off and take her there.”
Now, he even wants to recognize Su Jiaojiao as his biological daughter.
Those who can solve his soy sauce factory problems are like second parents to him.
"Why should we pick her up? Doesn't she have legs of her own?!" Fang Zhen was unwilling to accept this, as this whole family used to revolve around her.
Everything has changed now.
Fang Cheng looked at her coldly: "Don't you have legs?"
Looking at her second brother's cold face, Fang Zhen didn't dare to say anything more.
She could only console herself by saying that the Fang family had fallen on hard times, and everyone was in a bad mood, so this attitude was normal.
Just bear with it for now!
In Fu Jingchen and Su Jiaojiao's courtyard.
"The transformation of this soy sauce factory is actually beneficial to our breeding farms and planting bases. Only when the breeding farms and planting bases are operational can the military come up with the funds." Fu Jingchen also knew that Su Jiaojiao had made the right move.
Ultimately, his wife did all this for him.
He felt only gratitude.
As he spoke, he put Su Jiaojiao's clothes into a basin, preparing to wash them.
“Yes, that way the survey team won’t do useless work.” Su Jiaojiao said with a smile, “However, this is not a small amount of money, and it will take time.”
"I know," Fu Jingchen knew perfectly well. "I'll go with you to the provincial capital tomorrow."
It's time to drop off a batch of goods at the warehouse.
“Okay,” Su Jiaojiao nodded, “but we’ll probably have to squeeze into the car, Dad, you should go out.”
Fu Yifei needs a car to go out.
"I guess not." Fu Jingchen thought of the Fang family.
They need Su Jiaojiao's help now, and she will arrange everything.
Just then, someone knocked on the courtyard gate: "Is Comrade Su Jiaojiao here?"
It was Fang Ying's voice.
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