Chapter 465 Neighbors from the big city
New Year is coming in a blink of an eye, and every household in the community begins to make paste and paste couplets. The sound of firecrackers continues to sound in the community. After a burst of white smoke, the sll of sulfur dioxide gradually begins to fill the air.
Many people in this community dont understand chemistry and dont even know how to write the molecular formula of sulfur dioxide, but for them, maybe this is the pure flavor of the New Year.
At this ti, the online New Year's Festival has co to an end, and the transaction volu of one branch in Shanghai alone has exceeded 50 million, which is a height that Lashou and Nuomi have never reached.
Therefore, employees at each branch station and the headquarters received generous bonuses and went ho happily for the New Year.
Jiang Qin specially conveyed his New Year greetings to everyone through the internal managent system, and published a letter of vision titled Carrying on the Past and Opening Up the Future, hoping that everyone can be faster, higher and stronger next year.
Jiang Qin, are you done with your work? Co out quickly and help your dad put up Spring Festival couplets!
"knew!"
"Rember to change into that old coat. The new coat Nan Shu bought for you can only be worn in the first year of junior high school!"
But I have more than one billion in my hand, and I have just looked forward to the future with nearly 2,000 employees. Dont you know that rich bosses like the new and hate the old?
Jiang Qin muttered, but still took out an old jacket he wore when he was in high school from the box, put it on, then opened the door and walked out.
At this ti, Yuan Youqin was sitting in the living room, rolling out dumpling wrappers while watching TV, while Feng Nanshu was in charge of wrapping, and her small hands were very nimble.
Ever since there was a little rich woman in the family, Ms. Yuan has never complained about the trouble of making dumplings. Sotis she even wants to return the dumplings to her satisfaction.
And Feng Nanshu also loved making dumplings with her and couldn't stop at all.
The two of them cooperated very well and even had ti to talk about the plots in so TV series. No one would believe them if they were not mother and daughter.
Jiang Qin stood at the door of the nanny's room, looking at the two girls. He couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, not knowing what he was enjoying.
At this mont, Jiang Zhenghong handed over a basin of paste: "Here, let's go and post the wedding greetings and the spring scenery in the garden first."
Where do we have a yard?
You have to stick it up even if you dont have it. Go to the unit door and stick it up. They are all matching and each one is indispensable.
Jiang Qin held the paste basin and found the little rich woman looking at him, so he showed a fierce expression.
Feng Nanshu hid her face and looked at Yuan Youqin: "Auntie, Jiang Qin is scaring ."
Jiang Qin, youre still holding on even before youre full? Yuan Youqin pretended to wave the rolling pin.
Jiang Qinxin said it was bad. This little succubus knew that my mother was targeting her, so she kept complaining more and more. Sister, you are bullying my younger brother in the family?
He pursed his lips, walked out with the paste basin, and then went downstairs to wait for his belated father. He walked downstairs while chatting with his uncle who lived upstairs about the international situation, and then began to post Spring couplets.
European and Arican debt crises have impacted the world.
Isnt that true? I heard that the U.S. dollar exchange rate continues to fall, and the economy will not be able to recover for a while.
However, the counter-terrorism operation in Iraq is over
But the Israeli-Palestinian conflict continues.
Jiang Qin listened to the two of them talking and couldn't help but sigh: "Dad, you have turned the whole garden upside down."
Jiang Zhenghong was stunned for a mont: "You brat, why didn't you tell earlier?"
"I'm afraid that my interruption will cause international turmoil, causing the dollar to depreciate again, triggering the Palestinian-Israeli conflict and intensifying the war in Iraq."
While they were talking, two won suddenly walked in front of the unit door. The older one was about forty years old, a mature woman, wearing a fur, her face was painted white, and she had a string of pearl necklaces around her neck. Look. It looks very ladylike.
The other one is very young, about 20 years old, with three earrings in his right ear. He is wearing a sloping skirt and black stockings. He is very fashionable and has headphones hanging around his neck. He is a little hipster.
Jiang Zhenghong looked at the more mature woman and suddenly said, "Hey, Qiaoyun, are you coming back to celebrate the New Year this year?"
"Um."
The noble lady nodded calmly, showing a very cold temperant, a bit indifferent, and then stepped up the stairs.
When the third uncle saw them disappearing into the corridor, he couldn't help but show a puzzled expression: "Brother Hong, what Qiaoyun is this? Why didn't I know?"
Ding Qiaoyun from the Fifth Masters family married to Guangdong City when she was in her twenties. You were still young at that ti, so I probably dont rember her. I heard that she beca a rich lady and hasnt been back for a long ti.
Divorced, I heard what Xiaopeng said, she was kicked out.
The third uncle in a military coat walked over from the side and joined the conversation, and the topic naturally changed from the international situation to family affairs.
Jiang Qin stood there wrapped in a cotton-padded jacket for ten minutes. He found that they had just stood up and looked confused. He said to himself that n really have nothing to do with won when they gossip. I might as well go ho and watch while I stand here. The little rich woman makes dumplings.
Dad, Im going back first. Stop chatting for a while and dont cause international turmoil. We still have the job of mopping the floor waiting for you!
The third uncle suddenly showed a surprised expression: "Brother Hong is still mopping the floor at ho? You can't tell."
Jiang Zhenghongs old face darkened: Dont listen to his nonsense, I never mop the floor at ho.
too, won do all the work at ho. The n have been working outside to make money for a year, so why cant they have so leisure ti during the New Year?
Jiang Qin was very happy listening to the three gentlen bragging, and then trotted all the way upstairs.
Their family lived on the fifth floor. When he was passing by the third floor, he saw the "lady" who had just entered the unit walking out of the house, taking out a pile of cardboard boxes and so old small electrical appliances.
Jiang Qin originally wanted to go around, but then he heard the "noble lady" suddenly speak.
Child, do you want these cardboard boxes? You can sell them for money.
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Jiang Qin glanced back, and then began to analyze the general character in his mind.
A woman with no emotional intelligence was kicked back to her hotown after a divorce. She started cleaning up her old house and planned to survive the Chinese New Year. But the house was full of garbage and she was too lazy to go downstairs. She felt that her hotown was full of poor people who liked to pick up paper. If Kezi is a treasure, he can definitely help her get rid of it.
Wow, this guy is so cool, he is like a living Bodhisattva.
Jiang Qin compared his hands, pointed to his ears, then waved his hands, put his hands in his pockets, and walked ho.
Mute? Ding Qiaoyun was a little speechless, thinking that the Chinese New Year was really unlucky, so he piled garbage on the corridor, turned around and went back to the house to start packing.
At this ti, Yuan Youqin had already started cooking dumplings, which was regarded as the first al in the morning.
Feng Nanshu continued to make dumplings, and then watched Dragon TV's new year's program "The Xia Family's Three Daughters of Gold", showing a smart and studious look.
"What kind of TV show is this? Why are you so fascinated by it?" Jiang Qin reached out and dipped so noodles into her face, saring it on her pretty face.
Feng Nanshu wiped it twice with the back of his hand, then looked up at him: "The Xia family's three thousand gold tells the story of three pairs of good friends."
Damn it, why are these two good friends still kissing?
All good friends are like this.
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Jiang Qin was dumbfounded for a long ti, unable to find any words to refute, because his road had been completed and there was only a dead end in front of him.
At this mont, the cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang. It was the courier text ssage informing him that he was on holiday at 12 o'clock and that there were stranded packages that needed to be picked up.
Jiang Qin stood up, took the remote control and changed it to Journey to the West for the little rich woman, and then went downstairs with the car keys in his pocket.
The parcels that were mailed ca from all over the country, including Shanghai, Shenzhen, Kyoto, and the second and third tier cities involved in the business area. They contained so local specialties and were sent by the sub-station to express their feelings.
Jiang Qin carried these things back to the community. As soon as he parked the car, he saw the lady nad Qiaoyun coming down from the third floor, carrying a pile of paper boxes to throw away the garbage.
When she saw an Audi A6 driving into the community, the lady couldn't help but be a little surprised. Then she stared at it for a long ti, as if she wanted to know whose car it was.
Jiang Qin didn't hesitate, pushed the door open and got out of the car, passed her without looking away, went upstairs with his hands in his hands, and ignored her.
Put the things in the car first, as they wont get damaged even in the winter. After lunch, he planned to ask Guo Zihang and Yang Shuan to play a ga of moving boxes.
At this ti, the lady was standing in front of the trash can, watching Jiang Qin go upstairs, her head was a little foggy.
Child, do you want these cardboard boxes? You can sell it for money.
She thought of what she had just said, and fell into silence. Then she coughed, feeling a little embarrassed. It turns out that she drives an Audi. How could such a person want those broken boxes of hers?
At noon, every household in Hongrong Hostead began to cook dumplings, stew mutton, and stew pork, and the whole neighborhood was filled with aroma.
At this ti, there was a sudden noise between the third and fifth floors of Building 1, Unit 7.
Mom, Im not going, you have to go by yourself!
Cao Ran, dont get angry with . Did you see that kid just now? He ca back in an Audi. Its not easy to buy an Audi in Jeju!
The girl in fashionable clothes showed a hint of boredom: "What does it have to do with whether I can afford an Audi or not?"
Ding Qiaoyun reached out and took off the headphones from her neck: "That **** of your father has transferred all the marital property, and I don't have a job, how can I support you?"
There is no job to find.
Do you think its so easy to find a job? I dont know how to do anything, and I dont want to work in a factory. Lets find an acquaintance with connections, and maybe well get an opportunity.
Cao Ran couldn't help but look away: "What the **** is this place? The people are all dead. Look at the down jacket that boy is wearing. The style is from three years ago, right?"
Ding Qiaoyun took a deep breath: "I know that our Ran'er is a young lady from a first-tier city and looks down on people from the village, but for the sake of future life, please don't be angry. Let's go over and sit down and get to know each other."
Then give five hundred yuan and Ill go out to play in the afternoon.
Ding Qiaoyun had no choice but to agree to him, and then took her to the door of Jiang Qin's house.
It was Jiang Qin who opened the door. After all, there were family seats there, but he really didn't expect that the woman standing at the door was the woman on the third floor.
Whats wrong? Are you okay?
You...you can talk? Ding Qiaoyun was startled.
Jiang Qin was stunned for a mont, then smiled: "I like to pretend to be mute when I'm speechless."
Ding Qiaoyun smiled awkwardly, thinking that he had an Audi at ho, so he had to give him those rotten cardboard boxes, and he looked like he was giving away, so he was speechless.
However, this also proves that this family does have so background. Although the young man in front of him may not be young, he doesn't speak childishly at all.
Jiang Qin, who is here?
"I do not know either."
Hearing this, Jiang Zhenghong ca over and said, "Oh, Qiaoyun, how could you not know this? You have to call aunt."
Ding Qiaoyun smiled slightly: "Brother Hong, I have been away from ho for too long. I didn't recognize you when I was downstairs just now."
Its normal. The last ti we t was several years ago. Co on, co on, sit at ho. Is this your daughter?
Yes, my daughters na is Cao Ran.
Ding Qiaoyun looked back at his daughter and knew that she had been raised rich since she was a child. The princess had a bad temper and looked down on people from small places, so he could only hope that she would be safe and sound.
But Cao Ranzhen did not disappoint her. He followed her into the house without even shouting, and looked around their small house, vividly explaining what prejudice and arrogance are.
"This child has never been back since she was a child. She is used to living in big cities. At that ti, our family made a fortune doing business in Guangdong City. She didn't understand any manners in pampering her, and she had the disease of a princess."
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While they were talking, Feng Nanshu ca out with a tea cup and glanced at them, with full aloofness flashing on his beautiful face.
Seeing her, Ding Qiaoyun was suddenly startled, then looked back, a little confused.
what happened? My Cao Ran is a girl from a big city and has lived a good life since she was a child. Why does my daughter look more like she cos from the village in front of this girl?
Cao Ran was also stunned at this ti. Looking at the girl in front of her who was about the sa age as herself, she felt a strong sense of oppression, especially her temperant, which made her a little unable to hold her head up. She still had the confidence she had just now.
Little rich woman, do you have princess disease?
I have a good friend, Nao.
There are no pretty ones, but the ones with average looks are like princesses. Its strange...
Jiang Qin pretended to talk to himself, which made Ding Qiaoyun feel embarrassed, and Cao Ran's face instantly beca embarrassed.
At the sa ti, Yuan Youqin walked out of the kitchen, first glanced at Ding Qiaoyun, and then at Jiang Zhenghong, with a confused expression.
Who?
Qiaoyun, the eldest son of the fifth masters family, just ca back today.
Yuan Youqin said "Oh", pretending to know them, and then invited Ding Qiaoyun and her daughter to the living room to chat for a while.
The basic routine is to recall the past, build feelings, talk about changes, and finally start to inquire about the background.
When Ding Qiaoyun heard that Jiang Zhenghong was just a clerk in the Health Bureau, and Yuan Youqin worked in a guest house, which was not even a formal establishnt, her face imdiately changed, her tone of voice beca lighter, and her expression was not as familiar as before. Internet.
She wanted to find a job in Jeju that was close to ho, had plenty of money, and didn't require too much hard work, but the family obviously couldn't help her.
Thinking about it again, Audi is actually not that expensive, and second-hand ones are even cheaper.
Yuan Youqin also saw that this was not a serious person at all, so he kept drinking tea silently and said nothing more.
At this ti, Jiang Qin was standing in the kitchen. He secretly made a dumpling and fed it to Feng Nanshu. He made another dumpling for himself, then put on his coat and planned to take the little rich woman out.
Mom, lets go to the little rich womans place to post couplets.
Go, go and co back quickly, dont delay eating!
"knew."
Ding Qiaoyun also stood up at this ti and tugged on his fur a little: "Ran Ran, let's go too. We don't have food at ho yet. We have to go out and buy so. Don't wait for the supermarket to close."
Cao Ran snorted arrogantly, stood up and followed Ding Qiaoyun out of Jiang Qin's house.
Girls all like to compare, especially the comparison of appearance, which can be called a war without smoke, so Cao Ran always felt like he was not confident when he saw Feng Nanshu, so much so that he didnt want to stay for a second longer.
But this didn't make her feel ashad. She felt that the girl was from a small city after all. No matter how beautiful she was, what was the use? She definitely hadn't seen as much of the world as a girl from a big city like herself.
The mother and daughter regained their dignity and went downstairs with their heads held high. They planned to go to the supermarket to buy so dumpling fillings and wrappers to celebrate the New Year.
As soon as they went out, they t Jiang Qin and Feng Nanshu who had gone downstairs first.
Two people were standing at the intersection holding hands, chatting about friends or sothing. One had a serious expression, and the other was a little silly.
Ding Qiaoyun and Cao Ran didn't pay much attention at first, and turned around to leave, but before their eyes could move away, they were suddenly attracted by a bright golden color.
At this ti, a Rolls-Royce drove up on the road and stopped slowly in front of them. The couple was stunned for a mont, and saw a driver with white gloves getting out of the car, reaching out and opening the rear door. car door.
Miss, Master Jiang, please get in the car.
Uncle Gong, I told you, I can just drive there by myself, its not far.
No, young master, I am the eldest ladys full-ti driver, but I havent even traveled ten kiloters this year. I wake up from a villa of several hundred square ters every day, and I feel uneasy even when I read the novel about my son-in-law.
Uncle Gong, you are so honest. I would feel unreliable if I dont pick up money on the street every day.
Ding Qiaoyun and Cao Ran were not far away, so they could hear their conversation clearly.
Miss, Master Jiang, a full-ti driver, a villa of several hundred square ters...the appearance of each word made their bodies stiffen, and finally their heads started to buzz.
Soon, Jiang Qin and Feng Nanshu got into the car and drove slowly along the street.
At this ti, their license plate number was also revealed. It said Shanghai, then 6 and 8.
What's the use of being pretty for a girl from a small city? She definitely hasn't seen as much of the world as she does.
The fashionable big city girl rembered the words she had just used to comfort herself, and suddenly felt frustrated. Then she put on her headphones and turned around to leave. Regardless of her mother shouting behind her, she just found a direction and left.
(5,000 words, please give a monthly pass, Ill go take a nap first)
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