When it comes to that point, both publicly and privately, you've been put in a difficult position. Haha, I guess you have to give instructions when you go to that person to show that he is a good leader.
"One order, strict action. Who do you think is at a disadvantage?"
At this point, Junhui asked Bi Tiegang, "Isn't that right, uncle?"
Bi Tiegang figured it out all of a sudden:
"Right, right, right. Losing money can avoid disaster. Losing money can avoid disaster. Just think of it as giving some money to the little devil. What else can we do? Dacheng, listen to me. This is all based on experience. Do you understand?"
Junhui sent Bi Tiegang and Bi Cheng to the entrance of the alley, looked at the time on his wrist, and declined the Bi father and son's invitation to come in for dinner.
He had said that just now, in order to make sense to Uncle Bi. No one can always protect anyone else.
To put it bluntly, he is like this because of Bi Yue, and like that Secretary Zhang, it is a matter of interests, and neither of them can see things clearly as clearly as I can.
However, Junhui had never suffered such a loss before. Three boxes of wine were taken away. Not only did they have to be returned to him, but he also had to avoid the Bi family tobacco and liquor store next time he saw it.
Why would he come into the yard to eat? He should just go and get some wine.
Bi Tiegang said a few words that he was in trouble, and Junhui smiled and said:
"Uncle, I'm not a stranger. Come back in a couple of days and have a couple of drinks with you."
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Because of this incident, Junhui left Bi Tiegang with the following impression:
This young man is steady and doesn't pretend like the kids of capable people.
His inner evaluation, to be more precise, was: high emotional intelligence. But the words "Uncle, I'm not an outsider" made Bi Tiegang feel psychologically pressured.
…
As soon as the Bi family father and son appeared in the yard, Liu Yafang asked several times in a row: "What's going on?"
Bi Tiegang sat down on a small stool, wiped the sweat off his face, looked back, and saw his daughter at a glance.
Bi Yue stood in front of her door, frowning and waiting to hear the result.
Bi Tiegang didn't seem to be answering Liu Yafang, but rather looking at Bi Yue as if he was telling his daughter:
"Three boxes of wine for nothing."
Bi Yue felt relieved and immediately said affirmatively, "It's my duty. Spending a little money will save trouble. Did Junhui help?"
Bi Tiegang said vaguely: "Not really, he just said a few words."
"Well, that's good."
Bi Cheng felt a little lost as he listened.
He felt that he was far from taking the best care of his sister. You see, his sister clearly didn't go, but he acted as if he saw her.
Bi Cheng felt that it was a kind of enlightenment, but he seemed to be clueless in this area.
Then it was compared with Junhui just now.
And a while ago, including the time when Chu Yifeng was having dinner with a few buddies in a restaurant and he was accompanying them, listening to what they said, it was like a duck hearing thunder.
Bi Cheng felt powerless.
It's not just Bi Cheng. Bi Tiegang, who had just advised himself not to feel bad about the money, is done and is starting to feel bad again.
I understand the truth, but Bi Tiegang just felt a simple sense of heartache. The feeling of a careful person having his money robbed is something he will never forget for a while.
After a few words, Bi Tiegang reported to his daughter and went to the front yard, followed by Liu Yafang, who wanted to know every detail. Liu Yafang obviously couldn't help much, but she was still thinking about him.
Bi Yue frowned and looked at the door:
"Dacheng, what time is it? What are you going to do? Why don't you go inside and eat?"
Without even turning his head, Bi Cheng replied capriciously, "I'm going out for a walk to blow off some steam."
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Bi Cheng was feeling down, and a bit puzzled, wondering about others and himself:
Why are they so young, not much older than him, but they know so many things?
Is there something wrong with his social skills? He doesn't seem to have that kind of nerve.
Is it really true that people will die if they compare themselves to others?
They are all young, but they are all excellent and understand everything.
Brother Chu is, Brother Junhui is, and Brother Chu’s childhood friends are too, but Bicheng is not, he is nothing!
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With such a frustrated mood, Bi Cheng strolled around and finally came to the entrance of the alley where Wang Qingtian lived.
Wang Qingtian's home is at the innermost part of this alley. As Bi Cheng walked along, he felt something was wrong.
Why were the neighbors across from Wang's house, across from him diagonally, and in front of him all standing outside and talking? It didn't look like they were chatting and enjoying the cool air after dinner. It seemed like they were pointing and talking about something.
He quickly broke into a trot.
"What's wrong, Sunny? Huh?"
Bi Cheng stepped forward and supported Qingtian's mother who was sitting on the ground crying. His eyes were full of panic as he looked at Wang Qingtian who was packing things in the yard.
Wang Qingtian was crying while picking up the clothes scattered in the yard.
"You saw it all, why are you asking? They threw these away and wanted to look through my bankbook."
Suddenly, Sunny Day's mother shouted loudly:
"These guys deserve to be struck by lightning! Oh, God, please strike them down with lightning! The child's father, please protect us and take them all away!"
This sudden voice, which was full of curses, gave Bi Cheng a fright.
Bi Ben was originally trying to half-hold and half-drag Qingtian's mother up, but he was so scared that he loosened his grip and Qingtian's mother fell to the ground again, suffering a heavy fall.
Qingtian's mother vented her anger after a few shouts. Wang Qingtian was speechless and choked. She covered her face with her hands and cried for a few seconds before she said:
"Mom, can you please stop shouting? Everyone outside can hear it. Do you think our house isn't lively enough? You?"
The girl stood in the yard, her face wrinkled and almost deformed from crying. She wiped her face with the back of her hand and bit her lips tightly. In Bi Cheng's opinion, Wang Qingtian seemed like she was about to bite herself.
"Mom, if you get angry and become ill again, how can I go to work? If something happens to you because of your anger again, what's the point of me living... Woo woo." His shoulders kept shaking from crying.
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