Meng Kangshun bowed deeply to Zhang Zhenhui, his face full of gratitude.
"Thank you, Director Zhang! If you ever need anything in the future, just give me a call, and I, Meng Kangshun, will do my best to help." He said earnestly.
Zhang Zhenhui not only gave him a job when he was very young, but Meng Kangshun was also very grateful.
Zhang Zhenhui looked at the drinks on the table and was surprised that Sister Meng was quite good at picking them. These drinks were not cheap for ordinary people!
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Meng Shuyun declined Zhang Zhenhui's invitation to stay for dinner, and then went to the rented apartment with Meng Kangshun.
I was in such a rush yesterday that I didn't have time to pay.
Before the two even reached the gate of the courtyard, they saw two or three bricklayers standing by the roadside, each holding a large sledgehammer.
As soon as the middle-aged man in the lead saw Meng Shuyun approaching, he immediately smiled and stepped forward to ask, "Young lady, is this your house that needs its wall demolished? I took a look, and this wall isn't difficult to work on. It can be done today. Just give me 10 yuan. If you need me to move scrap materials, that will cost an extra 5 yuan."
“I won’t break down the walls of my house. You can go back now. I’ll call you if I need anything,” Meng Shuyun said slowly, glancing at the middle-aged man.
Just then, a fat woman walked out of the neighboring yard. Her face was so fat that it almost covered her eyes. Her small, beady eyes were full of malice as she glared at Meng Shuyun.
She shouted, "Who are you? What gives you the right to say my family won't demolish the wall? What right do you have to make decisions for me? Get out of here, you're such a busybody."
Meng Shuyun wasn't annoyed. She simply pointed to the courtyard and said, "I've already rented the courtyard next door. You can't just tear down this wall like that."
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