117: I really want to strangle him to death, what should I do?
Secretary Jiang's tone was very casual, unlike the official tone he had during their previous meeting. He seemed to be moved by what had just happened in the office.
A poor little girl went crazy and beat people up because her things were broken. Anyone who saw it would feel sorry for her.
The last time Secretary Jiang saw the little girl in the hospital, she was wearing this tattered cotton jacket.
After such a long time, the weather has warmed up quickly, but when I saw her again, she was still wearing the same clothes, which shows how difficult their family situation is.
Yu Xiaoye refused to accept it, and deliberately hid his hands behind his back and said:
"Really, Secretary Jiang, I can't take this money. Although my family doesn't have much money right now, we still have enough to eat. We've already received care from Director Zhou, so we can't take any more benefits. Please thank Director Zhou for his kindness."
"Then why don't you buy some clothes?"
Yu Xiaoye looked down at her tattered cotton-padded jacket, her face flushed, feeling embarrassed, but she still shook her head:
"Thank you, but we have new clothes to wear. Secretary Jia just came to collect those work clothes and will give one to me and my parents."
Secretary Jiang didn't expect Yu Xiaoye to be so stubborn. He was so poor, but he didn't want the free money?
Secretary Jiang didn't want to waste any more words, so he directly grabbed Yu Xiaoye's arm and forced the money into her hand:
"Take it when I tell you to. Don't reject Director Zhou's kindness."
Yu Xiaoye couldn't pull Secretary Jiang away, and she looked down at the money, but she still couldn't accept it.
Although their family is a little poor now, they do not have a problem with food. In fact, they eat better than most families.
What's more, they now have shrimp paste and oil to sell. As long as they sell them, they can make money, and then they can buy whatever they want.
In this case, if I accept benefits from Director Zhou again, I would seem greedy.
But she knew that Secretary Jiang was also working for someone else, and that arguing with Secretary Jiang would only make things difficult for him, so after Yu Xiaoye took the money, she turned around and walked towards the jeep.
He came out of the jeep and bent down to look at Zhou Ziheng sitting in the back seat.
Zhou Ziheng also looked at Yu Xiaoye with an expressionless face.
Yu Xiaoye handed the money to Zhou Ziheng, with a slight smile on his face:
"Captain Zhou, thank you for your kindness. We can't take advantage of you anymore. My parents and I are doing well in the company. Everyone takes good care of us. We also got a share of the work clothes distributed this year, so we have no problem with food and clothing. We can't take this money."
Yu Xiaoye put the money directly into Zhou Ziheng's arms, then turned and ran away.
Zhou Ziheng lowered his head, staring blankly at the two large unity notes in his arms. He picked them up and looked at the little girl who had already run away. As she jumped into the carriage and was about to leave, Zhou Ziheng shouted out the window:
"Jia Song, come here for a moment."
Jia Song, who was about to raise his whip, hesitated for a moment when he heard Zhou Ziheng calling him.
It was new that Zhou Ziheng actually came to see him.
This has never happened before.
Jia Song stuffed the reins into Yu Xiaoye's hand, asked Yu Xiaoye to lead the horse, jumped off the carriage, and walked towards the jeep.
He came to the car window, stood upright, and said in an indifferent tone, not treating Zhou Ziheng as the director:
"what?"
Zhou Ziheng did not say anything, but hooked his finger at Jia Song, indicating that Jia Song should come closer.
Jia Song was a little impatient. After all, he was the director and was acting like an official.
Jia Song was unhappy, but he still bent down slightly and moved closer.
Zhou Ziheng picked up the two big unity notes and ordered:
"Give these twenty yuan to the Yu family for me."
When Jia Song saw the money, a smile appeared on his face, and he said jokingly:
"Hehe, Director Zhou is really caring towards their family."
"Don't give me any crap, give it to them."
"Then I'll respectfully obey your command," Jia Song accepted the money without hesitation, put it in his pocket, and then asked, "Does Director Zhou have any connection with this family?"
Zhou Ziheng then raised his eyes, looked directly at Jia Song, and asked:
"Didn't their family tell you?"
"What do you think?" Jia Song had an obvious expression on his face, which meant, if you had said it, would I still ask you?
Only then did Zhou Ziheng realize that after the Yu family arrived at the company, they did not tell anyone how their family was assigned to the Eighth Company.
In other words, the Yu family did not tell anyone that they were hit by Director Zhou's car.
They kept the matter secret.
This surprised Zhou Ziheng a little.
He also thought that after the Yu family members arrived at the company, they would tell everyone how they were injured and how they were taken care of by Director Zhou. They might even deliberately make up a few things to show off their special relationship with the director.
But there is none.
As if they were abiding by some kind of contract, the whole family kept the matter a secret.
Suddenly, Zhou Ziheng's favorability towards this family increased rapidly.
"Since they haven't told anyone else, I can't reveal it either." Zhou Ziheng said with a barely perceptible smile in his tone.
Jia Song rolled his eyes and couldn't help asking:
"By the way, about Wu Yanping's complaint just now—"
"I suppressed it."
"What about Yu Xiaoye beating someone?"
“—I also suppressed it.”
Jia Song was very surprised and stared at Zhou Ziheng's face for a few more seconds.
Zhou Ziheng still had no expression on his face, as if he was wearing a mask, but his calm eyes contained a strong and dense power, which gave people a sense of oppression and made people dare not look him in the eye.
Jia Song looked away, nodded with satisfaction, and said thank you:
"Thank you very much."
“
This isn’t for you.”
“——” Well, Zhou Ziheng is still Zhou Ziheng. He can’t speak unless he can choke people to death!
If it weren't for the fact that the man surnamed Zhou was his superior, Jia Song would have reciprocated the gesture.
But he still rationally suppressed his inner anger and finally asked:
"Did you deliberately assign their family to the Eighth Company?"
Zhou Ziheng said meaningfully:
"If you're asking if I deliberately assigned their family to the Eighth Company because you were there, then I can tell you clearly that's not the case. I had no idea which branch or company you were in beforehand. It was completely coincidental."
“-------”
Jia Song grinned with a forced smile, secretly kicked the wheel of the jeep, and turned away without saying goodbye.
The guy named Zhou is still of this bad character!
What should I do if I really want to strangle him?
But he knew that he was no match for Zhou. Zhou was a soldier who had actually been to the battlefield and had crawled out of the hail of bullets. When it came to fighting, he was really no match for Zhou Ziheng.
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