Chapter 40 Chapter 40 It was Jiang Ling. She was careless last night.
Jiang Ling blinked her watery eyes and looked at Song Guanshu obediently, which made people feel soft-hearted.
Would it seem that he was too indulgent to Jiang Ling if he forgave her so easily?
If she doesn't learn her lesson and realize that some things should not be said casually, she will make the same mistake again in the future.
Song Guanshu sighed inwardly, he really lost to her.
Song Guanshu still felt unsatisfied, so he twisted her mouth again. He didn't want to use too much force, so it was just like touching her.
Just now, when I was angry and pinched Jiang Ling's face, I didn't realize how ambiguous this action was.
Especially this time he twisted not the face, but the mouth.
Maybe it was because they had done more intimate things to each other, or maybe she didn't think of him as a member of the opposite sex, so Jiang Ling didn't resist even with such intimate and ambiguous actions.
Jiang Ling made a mistake and joked about Song Guanshu, so of course she didn't dare to hide. She accepted the beating and punishment without complaint. Of course, Song Guanshu wouldn't hit her.
The punishment was done, and Jiang Ling felt that the matter was over. She said, "Let's eat. The braised spareribs won't taste good if they get cold."
A feeling of powerlessness came over him. Did Jiang Ling apologize to him just because she was afraid of delaying the ribs feast?
"Next time you talk nonsense, your family won't buy meat for a month."
Jiang Ling, who was already sitting at the table gnawing on spare ribs, opened her eyes wide with an expression of disbelief, revealing an expression that said you are ruthless, cold, and unreasonable.
Finally seeing Jiang Ling's distressed expression, Song Guanshu felt a little better.
Eating meat was Jiang Ling's Achilles' heel, so she promised obediently, "I won't talk nonsense anymore."
Obviously things were developing as Song Guanshu expected, but the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. In Jiang Ling's heart, feelings were not as important to him as eating meat.
Jiang Ling saw that he was sulking again. She didn't know the real reason for his sulking. She just thought that he was angry because of her nonsense. "Don't be angry. You are a big man and don't bear grudges."
"You can't blame me, actually. Who told you to talk to Chen Xiangyang in private without me? And you even sent me out on purpose? I want to know."
Song Guanshu laughed out of anger, it seemed that Jiang Ling was right.
Jiang Ling took out a palm leaf fan from somewhere and fanned him to calm his anger. "Who are you and who am I? You lower your own character by getting angry at someone like me."
Song Guanshu didn't like Jiang Ling's way of distinguishing him from her. He sneered and said softly, "We are a couple on the same marriage certificate. Do you think there is any difference in our identities?"
Whether there is a difference in identity or not, of course, depends on Song Guanshu's opinion.
After hearing what Song Guanshu said, Jiang Ling immediately denied it, "Of course there is nothing different between us. We eat and sleep together all day long, and our revolutionary friendship is quite deep."
His expression had been relaxed, but when he heard her words about revolutionary friendship, his eyelashes drooped and he said slowly, "I know. Comrade Jiang Ling would sleep in the same bed with someone because of revolutionary friendship."
Oh, why are you bringing up something else?
Jiang Ling had nothing to say; she felt very guilty.
Song Guanshu was a man of sharp tongue, and he could say both good and bad things. Jiang Ling could only lower her head and be scolded like a grandson.
Jiang Ling wanted to change this situation. She imitated Song Guanshu and added some of her own ideas. She stretched out two fingers and pinched the chattering thin lips.
Song Guanshu was caught off guard by an external force pinching his mouth. His narrow eyes widened, "Hmm..."
"You can quarrel, but you shouldn't bring up the past. It will only affect the relationship between the two parties."
It would have been easy for Song Guanshu to push Jiang Ling away, but he was afraid of hurting her.
"I'll count to one, two, three, and this matter will be over. I'll let you go, and don't mention it again, okay?"
Without waiting for Song Guanshu to nod or shake his head, Jiang Ling assumed that he agreed and let go of her hand.
Jiang Ling was reluctant to use too much force, leaving two red marks on Song Guanshu's fair skin, as if he had been ravaged by someone.
She looked away guiltily. What should she do? She had been feeling guilty all this time.
Song Guanshu really didn't bring up the past, but he looked at Jiang Ling with a chilly gaze.
Afraid that he would see the red marks on her face, Jiang Ling turned the mirror at home upside down to prevent Song Guanshu from accidentally seeing it.
He didn't notice the red marks on her face, but just ignored Jiang Ling.
Jiang Ling is a bit mean at heart. She would make others angry and then try to coax them.
When Song Guanshu was cleaning up the dishes, she followed him and took the initiative to wash them.
"I'll do it, I'll do it, you go and take a rest."
Pushing Song Guanshu out of the kitchen, Jiang Ling cleaned the house diligently. She cleaned according to Song Guanshu's previous standards and made the kitchen spotless and shiny.
After finishing, she did not forget to ask Song Guanshu to take credit for it, "Is it clean? Everything is done according to your requirements."
Jiang Ling thought she was taking the initiative to lower her head and hand him the ladder.
Song Guanshu was not convinced. "You are very smart. You can do well without me by your side. It seems that it is not that you can't learn, but that you don't want to learn."
This guy is much harder to appease than usual. Jiang Ling reminded herself that she must be patient and not act like a jerk again in the future.
But I was at fault first, and I can’t let the relationship remain strained.
After they washed up, Jiang Ling was still not discouraged. Song Guanshu sat on the edge of the kang and read a book. She deliberately moved over to make conversation, "What book are you reading? Is it good?"
Jiang Ling had just taken a shower and her body was still wet.
The humid water vapor, with a scent that belonged only to Jiang Ling, penetrated into his skin and body domineeringly, making Song Guanshu feel a little upset.
Song Guanshu was no longer angry, he just kept a stern face on purpose. Forgiving Jiang Ling too easily would make him seem worthless.
Jiang Ling said earnestly, "Don't be angry. I heard that if you get angry before going to bed, you will become uglier." As she said that, she made a face.
Song Guanshu rolled his eyes at her and said, "You're just talking nonsense."
Finally he stopped ignoring her, "I'm not kidding. Haven't you heard that if you get angry before going to bed, you'll become a fool when you wake up the next day?"
"Can't you expect anything good from me?"
Jiang Ling said flatteringly, "I'm just worried that you'll get sick from being angry, so I'm advising you not to get angry."
Song Guanshu was actually easy to talk to, so Jiang Ling lay down without any psychological burden. However, she did not expect that Song Guanshu's skin was so tender. The red marks had not disappeared after a night, but instead turned slightly purple, showing signs of getting worse.
I have known for a long time that he has good skin. Even without using any skin care products, his skin is still fair, tender and smooth.
Only now do I realize that his skin is not only white and delicate, but also very tender.
In order to prevent Song Guanshu from seeing her face, Jiang Ling did not use a mirror when combing her hair in the morning.
Although there were red marks on Song Guanshu's face, they could not be hidden in the end.
His colleague pointed it out to him after work, and he discovered that Jiang Ling was not in the technical department at that time, so Song Guanshu couldn't settle the score with her.
The Finance Department was on the first floor. As usual, Song Guanshu sent Jiang Ling to the door of the Finance Department before preparing to go back to the Technical Department to work.
Before work started, several staff members from the Finance Department were either standing or sitting, discussing the issue of wage arrears in the factory with the door open. Their conversation could be heard even from the corridor.
Seeing the sign of the Finance Department, Jiang Ling stretched out her hand and waved twice to say goodbye to Song Guanshu.
"I'm here, you should go back to work."
Song Guanshu said calmly, "It's okay, no rush, it's only two steps away, I'll take you to the Finance Department and then I'll go back."
In the past, he always sent me to the door of the Finance Department's office. What happened today? Is there something shameful in the Finance Department that I don't want him to see?
Song Guanshu sneered in his heart. Even though he didn't want to see it, he insisted on going to see it.
Sister Yu Jiafeng, the most talkative person in the department, was still lying in the hospital, and another clerk sister immediately took over.
When Jiang Ling walked into the office, she heard the clerk say, "My salary is a box of shampoo. My husband works in a cotton mill and was given a lot of cloth this month. The cloth he gave us all new clothes. That's not bad. Even if we take a shower every day, we still can't use up a box of shampoo."
"I exchanged with people around me, but they would rather exchange cloth than my shampoo."
They were all fine. There was only one person in the family who worked in the daily chemical factory. They shared the "salary" with relatives and neighbors and exchanged it with each other, and were barely able to consume the daily chemical products distributed by the factory.
"You're talking about Xiao Jiang and Xiao Song. They're both employees of our factory. I saw them take three boxes home the other day. They'll need so many things forever. Even if they find someone to exchange them with, they won't be able to use them all."
Jiang Ling was standing in the corridor and happened to hear this older sister talking about their family. It seemed that she came at the right time, as she could recommend Chen Xiangyang to her colleagues.
Li Chunjiao said, "They are young and have no children or elderly people. Their expenses are light, so even if they spend their savings, it won't have a big impact. But at our age, we have elderly parents and young children to take care of. We can exchange food and clothing with neighbors with shampoo. We pay tuition for our children and take our parents to the hospital for treatment. Can we spend shampoo as money?"
Old Tang stopped the grumbling crowd and said, "The factory is trying to find a solution for everyone, so don't be too pessimistic."
Song Guanshu sent Jiang Ling to the door of the accounting department's office. He stood at the door and took a look. There was nothing shameful to see.
Wei Ming came in from outside and felt uncomfortable seeing the young couple walking together. He had to say something unpleasant.
"Hey, Xiao Song, what's wrong with your face? Did you fight with someone?"
After Wei Ming finished speaking, he felt something was wrong. Many people got hit on the mouth during fights, but no fighting posture could cause this kind of mark.
Song Guanshu was puzzled, and when he touched the skin where Wei Ming was pointing, he felt a slight tingling sensation.
His mind worked quickly and he immediately realized that it was Jiang Ling who pinched it last night.
In my heart, I cursed Jiang Ling for being so heartless and not knowing how to control her severity.
Jiang Ling was so angry. Wei Ming was a grown man, but why was he so talkative? Whether Song Guanshu had a fight with someone or not, it had nothing to do with him.
Song Guanshu smiled, "It was Jiang Ling. She accidentally... last night..."
Nothing was said, yet it seemed as if everything was said.
We are all adults, so who wouldn't understand what he meant?
Wei Ming secretly cursed himself for being too talkative and giving these two bitches the opportunity to show off their affection.
When Wei Ming spoke, the colleagues in the office fell silent. After hearing Song Guanshu's earth-shattering words, they looked at each other and smiled in ambiguous ways.
Jiang Ling's straight back finally bent.
It's so embarrassing.
She couldn't explain it yet because Song Guanshu was not wrong.
The incident happened at night at home, and the perpetrator was Jiang Ling.
It’s just that the situation of smacking lips between each other didn’t happen as everyone imagined.
Could it be Song Guanshu's fault for thinking in the wrong way?
He is telling the truth, it is the obscene thoughts in your heads.
This guy is really a scheming man, he has no bottom line when it comes to showing off his affection.
It's a pity that her lifelong reputation was ruined in an instant.
Moreover, Jiang Ling had an illusion that when Song Guanshu went to work in the technical department, his heroic deeds should be publicized.
Just thinking about it makes her scalp tingle. Jiang Ling angrily pushed him out of the office and said, "Hurry up and go to work. You'll be late."
Song Guanshu said very obediently, "Okay."
Finally, the person was sent away. When Jiang Ling turned around, she was met with a pair of eyes that were either teasing or curious.
After all, he was not familiar with Jiang Ling, and there was a ten-year age difference between them, so it was not appropriate to tease a junior about what happened in bed.
Coughing sounds immediately broke out in the accounting department's office.
Before the elder brothers and sisters could think of another way to change the subject, Jiang Ling spoke first, "Just now in the corridor, I heard my sister concerned about me and Song Guanshu receiving three boxes of toothpaste and soap. These toothpastes are not for eating or wearing, so how should we live?"
The clerk smiled embarrassedly. She didn't expect that the person who was discussing others behind their backs would hear her. So she didn't say anything unpleasant. After all, she was just caring about her colleague.
"Well, I have a friend who is setting up a stall outside, and I asked him to help me sell toothpaste and soap while he is setting up the stall." Jiang Ling sat down and took a sip of cold water. It was really hot outside.
"We sold them at 70% off the state-owned store's price, and gave him an extra 10% as commission. Even though we lost some money, at least we saw the cash and didn't have to exchange it with other people when we wanted to spend money. It was a horrible hassle. We'll probably use those soaps for several years, so we might as well take them out and exchange them for money."
Li Chunjiao first praised her, "Your idea is good. Even if you say you're losing money, it won't be too much." When the factory used goods in exchange for labor, it also gave everyone a little extra. It was afraid that the workers would be too resentful of this method of paying wages, so it allowed the workers to take some small advantages, at least to make them feel better.
"At least we can see the cash." Li Chunjiao agreed with this idea.
Some people also think that it is not cost-effective, as they only get 60% of their original salary, which means they have lost 40% in reality. It is not cost-effective, and it would be better to exchange these things with relatives and friends.
It is normal for people to have different ideas due to individual differences, and Jiang Ling does not bother to persuade people who have different ideas from him.
She just said, "Brothers and sisters, if anyone is interested in asking my friends for help with sales, please contact me."
Jiang Ling spoke from her own experience, "The specific sales cycle is about two days for one box. We had three boxes in total, and it took five days."
Although Lu Jianjun said that he had lost money, he was thinking that during the holidays, his family could try to set up a stall on the street, which could save 10% of the commission.
Jiang Ling never thought about letting Chen Xiangyang get rich by selling on her behalf. She just wanted him to make a little more money so that he could improve his living standards. After all, the ribs she had last night couldn't be eaten for nothing.
In the entire office, only Lao Tang and Li Chunjiao came to ask Jiang Ling for help. Wei Ming's family was not short of money, and he and Ding Yan had no children. The factory gave him a box of laundry detergent, but Ding Yan's salary was still paid. The laundry detergent had already been taken to the unit by Ding Yan and given to her colleagues.
Li Chunjiao believed Jiang Ling, but she didn't quite believe Jiang Ling's friend whom she had never met. She repeatedly confirmed, "Jiang Ling, don't blame me for being suspicious. Is your friend reliable? He can't run away with these boxes of goods, right?"
Jiang Ling was only responsible for helping Chen Xiangyang attract customers, and he had to dispel his doubts on his own.
Jiang Ling smiled and said, "I'll ask him to come to the factory tomorrow afternoon. You can take a look and then make a decision. If you think he is trustworthy, let him go home with you to pick up the goods. If you are still not sure, it's okay to let him go back empty-handed."
Jiang Ling said this, and she gave some examples to prove how reliable the young man was to reassure Li Chunjiao.
She looked at Old Tang and said the same thing, "After all, this is about wages, let's take a look before making a decision."
Jiang Ling didn't expect that she had only found two employers for Chen Xiangyang in the department, while Song Guanshu brought him four employers.
"Ah, you've never been so nice to me."
Song Guanshu sighed helplessly, "Who am I doing this for?"
The sound drifted away in the wind and Jiang Ling, who was sitting on the back of the bicycle, did not hear it.
She excitedly pulled Song Guanshu's clothes and said, "Let's go find Chen Xiangyang and tell him the good news."
Instead of going to his home in the suburbs, he went to where Chen Xiangyang set up his stall. He was just about to pack up his car repair tools to go home. He was very happy to see the two of them. He bought two bottles of iced soda and gave them to Song Guanshu and Jiang Ling to drink. He was reluctant to buy one for himself.
Jiang Ling took a sip of orange-flavored iced soda and said to him, "You know where our factory is, right? Come to the daily chemical factory around 3 o'clock tomorrow afternoon. One of our colleagues would like you to help sell the goods sent by the factory. It's what we agreed on before, 30% off, and you can take 10% as commission."
There was no need to tell Chen Xiangyang how much effort he had put into convincing his colleagues.
Chen Xiangyang was very excited. He thought he would be happy just to earn a few dollars, but he didn't expect to get another job.
He was not an ungrateful person, Chen Xiangyang said, "I will treat you to dinner."
Jiang Ling smiled and said, "It's not easy for you to make money when you are alone. You should be frugal when spending money. Don't be too extravagant. Save some money for emergencies. If you need to spend money in the future, you need to have money in your hands so that you won't panic."
Chen Xiangyang's throat seemed to be blocked by something and he couldn't speak.
"Come on time tomorrow afternoon, dress neatly, be sweet-mouthed, and say more nice things."
Jiang Ling wanted to pat his shoulder, but Chen Xiangyang was too tall and she couldn't reach him.
Chen Xiangyang was setting up a stall and selling goods. He said different things to different people.
Song Guanshu doesn't like drinking soda, so Chen Xiangyang bought two bottles of soda, and both ended up in Jiang Ling's stomach.
When the weather is hot, you need to drink something cool to quench your thirst.
Chen Xiangyang was even more competitive than Jiang Ling had expected. Perhaps it was because selling goods to strangers gave him more psychological pressure and he was more attentive, so he sold the goods even faster.
Although you will lose money, the money will be recovered quickly.
Lu Jianjun wanted to save the 10% commission so his family set up a stall to sell the products. However, after selling for a while, even at a 40% discount, no one was interested.
After asking passers-by, I found out that the prices are so cheap, it’s hard to be sure that they are not diluting the products or are fake.
There is no way to reason about this. How can the products sold by the family members of the daily chemical factory be fake?
Besides, why is it that Chen Xiangyang’s 30% off sale is not a fake product, but his 60% off sale is a fake product?
At this point we have to mention the importance of eloquence. Chen Xiangyang relied on his mouth to praise passers-by and make them happily buy goods.
Lu Jianjun's family members sold goods just like the sales clerks in today's state-owned stores. They put the goods there and sat in front of the stall waiting for customers to come.
Lu Jianjun couldn't sell the products himself, so he had no choice but to ask Jiang Ling to help find Chen Xiangyang.
More and more workers in the factory came to Jiang Ling for help, and even the eldest sister Jiang Lian's mother-in-law came to see her.
Grandma Jiang Lian is the head of the sales department. Originally, the products produced by the factory were purchased and sold by the government, so their sales department usually had an easy life and had nothing to do.
But recently, the factory has to find sales channels on its own.
The sales department has been idle for so many years, so how would they know how to find markets for the products?
The factory has no money to pay wages because the products cannot be sold. The reason why the products cannot be sold is not only due to the products themselves, but also because of the incompetence of the sales department.
Mother-in-law Jiang Lian was originally angry that Jiang Ling had taken away their sales department's work. She said, "You should do your job according to your position. You are not an employee of the sales department, so why did you take away our sales department's work?"
She had been watching all this with a cold eye, seeing Jiang Ling busying herself around helping people in the factory contact sales people to sell goods. She let the situation develop so that other people in the factory could see that the work in their sales department was not that easy and not just anyone could do it.
The result was that all the workers who contacted Jiang Ling for sales received cash. She originally wanted to report Jiang Ling for interfering in other people's business to the factory, but her youngest son stopped her.
The youngest son and eldest grandson are the lifeblood of the old lady. The youngest son also gave her an eldest grandson. The old lady listens to the youngest son the most.
Jiang Lian's brother-in-law is not as muddleheaded as his mother. He said, "Even if you report your eldest sister-in-law's sister-in-law, she did not violate the factory's regulations and helped the workers solve the problem of wages. The factory should be grateful to her. If you report her, not only will it show that the sales department is incompetent, but people will also say that you are narrow-minded. You will also affect other people in the factory to exchange products for cash, and everyone will scold you behind your back."
Mother-in-law Jiang Lian thought her son was right, and after listening to her analysis, she not only gave up the idea of reporting him, but also had a new idea.
She went to find Jiang Ling and said that she had a lot of things at home that she wanted to sell.
Her family was not short of money. They were all workers, but everyone in the family worked in a daily chemical factory. The family of six received a mountain of toiletries, enough for the family to use until the next life.
Jiang Ling didn't have a good impression of this old lady who favored boys over girls, but she was her eldest sister's mother-in-law after all, and Jiang Lian was a weak daughter-in-law. If she offended this old lady, Jiang Lian and her two nieces would be in trouble.
For Jiang Lian, she agreed and asked how many boxes there were and what was in them.
Every time Jiang Ling would explain the rules, "Since you can come to me, I must have known my rules. I will sell it at 70% off the market price and take 10% as commission. You have a lot of stuff at home, so in order to prevent you from absconding with the stuff, I will go to your house twice to take away the goods."
As the products were no longer selling in Beicheng, Chen Xiangyang rented a tricycle and went to a nearby town with his friends to sell them.
"Okay, okay, but you see, we are relatives, so can you not charge me the commission?"
So this was her idea. Jiang Ling said simply, "No."
Jiang Ling didn't respect her as an elder and leader. Mother-in-law Jiang Lian said dissatisfiedly, "You make a lot of money by reselling daily necessities for the factory people. I just asked you not to take my commission. We are relatives, and you even want to make money from me. You are such a bad person."
Jiang Ling closed the notebook and said, "If you think I made money from this, then you can sell it yourself. I even welcome colleagues in the factory to ask you to sell it."
Jiang Ling did not handle the money, she was just passing on the message, and some people always suspected that she made money from it.
Being misunderstood was nothing, her original purpose was just to let Chen Xiangyang make some money from it.
Although the money did not pass through Jiang Ling's hands, she was able to guess that Chen Xiangyang had earned about 50 yuan during this period based on the records in the notebook of how much each person needed Chen Xiangyang to sell the products on their behalf.
At least Chen Xiangyang should not spend money lavishly. This money is enough for him to live on for half a year.
Taking advantage of the incident, she said, "My original intention was to help my fellow workers get through this difficult time, so I asked my friends to help. Now that everyone thinks I'm profiting from this, then everyone can go to the downtown area and set up stalls to sell their wares. This event is over now."
Mother-in-law Jiang Lian was a little panicked. Not only did she fail to complete the task entrusted by her youngest son, but she also annoyed Jiang Ling. She completely quit the job.
Mother-in-law Jiang Lian had no choice but to go home and discuss with her youngest son, and the result of the discussion was to send her eldest daughter-in-law Jiang Lian to take action.
No matter how tough Jiang Ling is, can she not even recognize her own sister?
Jiang Lian also knew what her mother-in-law was thinking, but her parents-in-law, husband, and uncle all urged her to come to Jiang Ling. It was a reality that daily necessities at home could not be used up, and they were piled up at home and were very troublesome. Of course, it was more cost-effective to turn them into cash.
Jiang Lian found Jiang Ling with an embarrassed look on her face. Before her elder sister could speak, Jiang Ling said, "Okay."
Jiang Lian was no longer able to handle this. "If it's difficult, forget it."
Jiang Ling, "Since my elder sister has spoken, I will eventually make it happen. This is just this time, and it won't happen again. I will still take 10% of the commission."
Mother-in-law Jiang Lian had already told her everything before she came, just like everyone else in the factory.
A colleague from the Finance Department witnessed all this. Li Chunjiao said to her, "You are too kind. Your elder sister is a good person, but her mother-in-law is a bad person. She was blamed for helping you. You shouldn't have agreed to her request."
Jiang Ling shrugged helplessly, "She is my eldest sister after all, I can't just watch her suffer. But my eldest sister's family is the last one in the factory, I don't care about the others."
Li Chunjiao said, "That's fine."
Grandma Jiang Lian caught the last bus, but was scolded by other workers in the factory who were waiting and watching. They were afraid of making trouble and thought of looking for Jiang Ling after a while.
The workers privately discussed that Jiang Ling made money from this, otherwise why would she work so hard.
Although there were discussions, everyone was able to benefit from it. However, Jiang Lian's mother-in-law reported the discussions behind the scenes to Jiang Ling, which made her angry and she refused to help everyone exchange the daily necessities for money.
Although Grandma Jiang Lian cut off everyone's source of income, she was able to sell the daily necessities piled up at home by relying on her relationship with Jiang Ling.
They are the most unlucky ones.
Jiang Ling told Chen Xiangyang the whole story.
Chen Xiangyang said angrily, "If I had known that old woman spoke so harshly, I would not have made money from her."
Jiang Ling smiled, "Of course you have to make money. It's only over ten yuan. Isn't it delicious to buy meat? But you have to think of other ways to make money in the future. There are almost all the workers in our factory who are willing to lose money in exchange for cash."
Chen Xiangyang doesn’t care that much about money. He is happy when he makes money, and he is also happy when he doesn’t make money.
"I continue to set up a stall to repair bicycles. Although the money is small, it is easy."
Knowing that the couple were both very ambitious, Chen Xiangyang added, "While you're repairing the car, think about other ways to make money."
Jiang Ling went to the kitchen to find a bottle of soda with a screwdriver, and asked Song Guanshu and Chen Xiangyang to find an opportunity. She whispered something to herself.
When Jiang Ling came back, they had finished their conversation.
Chen Xiangyang was afraid that Jiang Ling would spread rumors, "I'm going home first. If it's too late, there will be no buses. I'll have to walk back."
Before leaving, he did not forget to confirm with Song Guanshu, "June 15th, right? The steel plant will show a movie."
Song Guanshu nodded. He was afraid that Jiang Ling would ask more questions, so he cleared the dishes on the table as if nothing had happened.
"The hot water is in the kettle. I'll go wash the dishes. You take a shower first."
Jiang Ling rolled her eyes and pretended to be so good. My acting skills are terrible.
Her body was sticky with sweat and she felt very uncomfortable, so Jiang Ling decided to let him go for now and wait until she finished her shower.
Jiang Ling did not ask any further questions, and Song Guanshu thought the matter was over.
Jiang Ling kept asking in his ear, "What did you say just now? What did you say? Tell me."
Song Guanshu evaded the question, "Nothing, he asked me what I could do to make money quickly."
"I don't believe it." Jiang Ling, "Chen Xiangyang is not that kind of person."
"Go ahead and tell me. I won't tell anyone else. I will definitely keep it a secret."
The devilish sound entered his ears, and Song Guanshu calmly turned a page of the book, "Next time he comes home, you can ask him."
The next second, Song Guanshu couldn't laugh anymore.
Jiang Ling, who was treated perfunctorily, became angry. She took Song Guanshu's arm and rested her head on his shoulder.
"Jiang Ling, you......"
"I don't care. If you don't tell me, I won't let go!"
Don’t you have severe mysophobia? Don’t you hate having physical contact with people?
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