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Jia Song was first very angry with Cui Yuejin and Wu Yanping, and then he was rejected by Zhou Ziheng, so he was in a very bad mood.
He returned to the carriage, took the reins from Yu Xiaoye, and shook them vigorously:
"drive!"
The carriage moved slowly forward.
Yu Xiaoye held onto the shaft of the cart and tried to sit still. She looked back and saw that the jeep had also turned and left. She turned to look at Jia Song and asked carefully:
"Brother Jia, why did Director Zhou ask you to come over?"
Jia Song didn't hide it and took out the two big unity notes from his pocket:
"Just take it if it's given to you. Why are you being polite to him?"
As soon as Yu Xiaoye saw the twenty yuan, he immediately shouted in a clear little voice:
"How could you do this? Who told you to collect money for me on your own initiative?!"
"Don't miss it."
Yu Xiaoye turned his head:
"You can take it if you want, I don't want it anyway!"
When Jia Song saw Yu Xiaoye's reaction, his gloomy face suddenly smiled:
"Girl, why don't you take the money I give you for free?"
"Why should I take other people's money for no reason? We have hands and feet and we don't need help from others!"
"Little guy, are you so courageous?"
Yu Xiaoye was so angry when she saw that Jia Song didn't take her seriously at all -
If the way back wasn't so far, she really wanted to jump out of the car and walk back by herself!
Seeing her angry look, Jia Song found it even more funny. He stuffed the money directly into her cotton-padded jacket pocket and softened his tone:
"Okay, don't be so hard on the money. Take it. I'll bring you to the field office next time to buy some food and clothes. It'll be a long time before your dad gets his salary. Twenty dollars should be enough for you to spend for a while."
Yu Xiaoye immediately took out the money and threw it directly to Jia Song:
"I said I don't want it!"
Jia Song quickly grabbed the two paper bills, fearing that the money would be blown away:
"You really don't want it?"
"Really? No! How many times do you want me to tell you before you believe me?"
"You can give it to me if you don't want it, huh?"
"Give it to whoever you want, I don't want it anyway!"
"So I threw it away?"
"Just throw it away if you want."
Jia Song took the money and pretended to throw it, while quietly observing Yu Xiaoye's reaction, waiting for Yu Xiaoye to stop him.
This is money after all!
A gorgeous twenty-dollar bill!
It’s more than half a month’s salary for an ordinary person. He doesn’t believe that this girl won’t feel distressed.
But this girl was really indifferent.
"Am I really going to throw it away?"
"You throw it—"
"Don't think I don't dare!"
"Then be quicker."
“——”
Jia Song really wanted to be cruel and throw the money away, but the two big unity notes were stuck to his hands like glue, and he couldn't throw them away no matter what.
All right!
I’m convinced!
I have no grudge against money.
Throwing money away is a heinous act!
He sighed deeply and put the money back into his pocket.
"I'm impressed. Never mind. I'll keep it for you first. If you need it later, come back and ask me for it, okay?"
Yu Xiaoye said in a firm tone:
"I won't ask you for it."
Jia Song frowned, and found this girl's stubbornness even more adorable.
——A little fool who doesn’t even like money.
However, if you say she doesn't like money, the scene where this girl pinned Wu Yanping to the ground and beat him like a madman when Wu Yanping broke something just now scared Jia Song silly.
The broken clay pot, soy sauce and vinegar together probably cost no more than one dollar.
He would lose his mind and beat someone up for one dollar, but now he refuses twenty dollars.
This girl's behavior is really puzzling.
The two walked for a while longer.
Jia Song had completely forgotten the bad thing that had just happened.
Yu Xiaoye was also a child at heart. She was angry with Jia Song for a while, but soon calmed down. After a while, she turned around and asked:
"By the way, Brother Jia, do you know Director Zhou?"
Jia Song paused and said:
"He's the director of the main farm and my leader, so of course I know him."
"I mean, do you still have a personal relationship, or did you know each other before he was the farm manager and you were the farmhand?"
Jia Song raised his eyebrows:
"You have quite a keen eye, little girl. You can see it all."
Yu Xiaoye saw it from the way the two treated each other.
Just now, Zhou Ziheng was sitting in the car and called Jia Song over, calling Jia Song's name directly in a very casual tone.
If the two had no personal relationship, Zhou Ziheng would probably politely call him "Secretary Jia".
Moreover, Jia Song's attitude towards Zhou Ziheng was not entirely that of a subordinate towards his superior. He was a little indifferent, just like when Yu Xiaoye first met Jia Song when he came to the Eighth Company, he was a little nonchalant.
Another point is that just now Jia Song was in the office, making a lot of noise and noise in front of Zhou Ziheng, and he didn't take the general manager seriously at all. If Jia Song hadn't relied on his acquaintance with Director Zhou, he wouldn't have acted so recklessly.
Jia Song is not the kind of person who has no sense of propriety at all.
Based on these points, Yu Xiaoye was convinced that the two had a personal relationship.
"So you two have a good relationship?"
Jia Song shook his head decisively in denial:
"No, we can't say we have any relationship. We just know each other but have never dealt with each other before. Today is the first time we have had private contact."
"Expand it."
"Well, we grew up in the same compound, you know, the military compound. Our families lived not too far away. He is several years older than me, so we are not in the same age group, so we are not familiar with each other. However, my brother is quite familiar with him."
"Oh—so you are neighbors. What kind of person is he?"
Jia Song frowned and looked at Yu Xiaoye with a puzzled look:
"Why are you asking about him?"
"I'm just chatting with you. If you want to chat, you need to find a topic, right?"
"Why don't you find something else to talk about? Why are you talking about him?"
Yu Xiaoye looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, blinked, and his long eyelashes fluttered a few times. After a moment, he lowered his gaze.
"I can't think of any other topics for now, so I can only talk about this for now."
Jia Song hesitated and sighed:
"The main thing is, there are some things you can't tell children."
Yu Xiaoye suddenly became energetic:
"Brother Jia, if you say so, then I'm even more interested. You have to say it!"
“???”
Yu Xiaoye moved closer to Jia Song, looking at him with a sincere expression as if he was listening attentively.
"Brother Jia, tell me, what secret does he have?"
Jia Song opened his mouth, probably wanting to pick out something important to say, but - apart from those gossips and rumors, he felt that there was really nothing to say about this man named Zhou.
Or rather, he simply didn't want to talk about it.
Because telling the history of Zhou Ziheng is telling a glorious history, which can easily make oneself become cannon fodder.
He wouldn't do such a stupid thing as praising another man in front of a girl. Doesn't he have any dignity?
(Men’s strange vanity.)
So Jia Song grinned:
"There's nothing to say—"
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