I won't donate.

These three words were very simple, and Ye Guoqiang said them easily, but they dropped a bombshell in the hearts of everyone and set off a storm.

"Why don't you donate?"

"That's right, everyone has donated, why don't you?"

"That's right, why?"

"Are you still not from the Siheyuan?"

The people who donated money looked excited and kept criticizing Ye Guoqiang.

Call him cold, selfish, and impersonal.

At the beginning, the birds were still concerned about the identity of Ye Guoqiang's heroic descendants and did not dare to say too harsh things.

But as time went by, and Ye Guoqiang ignored them, he became increasingly angry, and his words gradually became harder to hear.

Good guy!

Ye Guoqiang shook his brows.

If someone who doesn't know this hears this, they will probably think that he is a heinous supervillain.

Among these people, it seems that if they don't donate money, the Jia family will not be able to survive, so they just point their noses in their noses and call themselves murderers.

hehe!

Yi Zhonghai looked on coldly, the corners of his mouth rising uncontrollably.

What about the descendants of heroes and martyrs?

Facing the anger of the people does not mean you have to submit obediently.

"Lao Yi, are you talking?" Yan Bugui, who had a good relationship with Ye Guoqiang, quickly asked Yi Zhonghai for help.

"What do you want me to say?" Yi Zhonghai calmly held up the porcelain cup and took a sip of hot tea. "Speak for Ye Guoqiang? Are you asking me to stand on the opposite side of the people?"

Liu Haizhong nodded and persuaded with a cheerful expression: "Lao Yi is right, Ye Guoqiang brought this all on himself. Lao Yan, don't worry about it. The minority should obey the majority."

Why!

Yan Bugui sighed.

He wanted to take control, but as the third uncle, he had little prestige and could not control the people in the hospital.

On the other side, Mrs. Jia Zhang looked at Ye Guoqiang, who was being criticized by everyone, and showed an expression of revenge.

Make you laugh!

Now it’s up to you whether you want to donate money or not!

"Guoqiang, please donate some." Lou Xiao'e was afraid, pulled Ye Guoqiang's arm, and advised worriedly.

"Sister-in-law, don't be afraid." Ye Guoqiang shook his head, not caring about the birds at all.

Even though they have a large number of people, they are just a bunch of paper tigers. Even if the number of people is ten times greater, they are not afraid.

The denunciation lasted for a long time, but seeing that Ye Guoqiang remained unmoved, everyone felt bored and their voices gradually became weaker.

All the birds looked at Yi Zhonghai and asked him to come out and seek justice.

They had no choice but to let Ye Guoqiang take the lead.

"Have you finished speaking?" Ye Guoqiang raised the corner of his mouth with disdain and said calmly, "Do you want me to say a few words?"

Yi Zhonghai put down the porcelain cup and pretended to scold his younger generation: "Guoqiang, don't blame everyone for saying that to you just now. As a human being, you can't be too selfish and only care about yourself."

Ye Guoqiang smiled faintly and listened attentively.

He is not in a hurry to expose the true colors of Yi Zhonghai and the Jia family.

The more Yi Zhonghai talks and the more sanctimonious he acts, the more obvious the effect of his slap in the face will be later.

Seeing Ye Guoqiang calm down, Yi Zhonghai nodded with satisfaction and continued:

"Guoqiang, as the saying goes, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. We all live in a courtyard. Now the Jia family is in trouble. As neighbors, we cannot stand idly by. When you encounter any difficulties in the future, I believe the Jia family will also help you.

, do you think this is true?"

Without waiting for Ye Guoqiang's answer, Yi Zhonghai continued:

"This man must act with his conscience in mind. As a descendant of heroes and martyrs, how can you bear to see the orphans and widowers of the Jia family?

The uncle knows that you have always remembered the past, but it has been so long, and the Jia family has also learned the lesson it deserves. If you continue to hold on to the past, you will be a bit stingy. This is not good for

The unity of the courtyard.

Guoqiang, I know that you are a filial child, and if your old man’s spirit in heaven knew about this, he would probably not agree to what you did.”

After a pause, Yi Zhonghai glanced at Ye Guoqiang again, showed a pleased expression, and continued with an emphasis on:

"Guoqiang, I also know that your salary is very high, and it is not difficult to help the Jia family. I will make the decision for you. Just donate fifty yuan to the Jia family."

"Fifty?!"

Before Ye Guoqiang opened his mouth, the others couldn't sit still. None of them expected that Yi Zhonghai would ask Ye Guoqiang to donate fifty yuan, and there was a lot of discussion.

Is this too much?

This is fifty yuan!

Most people in the courtyard can't get this salary!

In the face of everyone's discussion, Yi Zhonghai said calmly: "You and Guoqiang are not in the same department, so I don't know. He is now a first-level clerk, and his monthly salary is 78 yuan, which is a bit more than the second uncle.

"Lao Yi, are you telling the truth?" Liu Haizhong asked in disbelief.

"Of course it's true. When have I ever lied to you?" Yi Zhonghai asked calmly.

Liu Haizhong nodded, his face instantly darkened.

He has always been the person with the second highest salary in the courtyard. The sudden appearance of a second person with a higher salary than him made Liu Haizhong, who was obsessed with thinking about how to become an official, unacceptable.

Seeing Liu Haizhong's gloomy expression, Ye Guoqiang chuckled.

Isn't it just that the salary is higher than yours? As for showing such a face?

However, Ye Guoqiang didn't take Liu Haizhong to heart, he just glanced at it and looked away.

As for why Yi Zhonghai knew how much his salary was, he figured it out after thinking about it.

Yi Zhonghai was one of the few eighth-level fitters in the steel rolling mill, and he had trained so many apprentices. When the factory director saw him, he had to greet him with a smile and did not dare to say a harsh word.

If Yi Zhonghai wants to inquire about something, the steel rolling mill really doesn't have many secrets to him.

Hearing Yi Zhonghai's affirmative answer, everyone looked at Ye Guoqiang in surprise. They never expected that Ye Guoqiang could earn such a high salary at such a young age.

Some people lowered their heads, wondering whether they would have a good relationship with Ye Guoqiang in the future.

"But fifty yuan is still a bit too much."

A small number of people still think that fifty yuan is too much, and fifty yuan is half a month's salary of Ye Guoqiang.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Although fifty yuan is a lot, don't forget what Ye Guoqiang does." Seeing the thoughts of this small group of people, Yi Zhonghai remained calm,

"He is a first-level purchaser. He can't get anything. I don't know how many supplies pass through his hands every day. I can take whatever I want without worrying about eating."

Everyone suddenly realized.

Yes.

As a buyer, Ye Guoqiang is definitely not short of supplies, and everyone's eyes are starting to look wrong.

Ye Guoqiang frowned.

Yi Zhonghai has transferred the conflict to himself!

This is exposing his salary and saying that he is not short of supplies. It is obvious that he wants to arouse the dissatisfaction of the birds and make them jealous of him.

If he doesn't resolve this matter, he will definitely get bitten today, and there will be even greater trouble waiting for him in the future.

No, Mrs. Jia Zhang had already looked at her. With that look, she wanted to squeeze all the bone marrow out of her, not leaving even a drop for herself.

Ye Guoqiang shuddered and almost vomited.

no!

We cannot continue to be passive like this.

Ye Guoqiang took a deep breath, looked at Yi Zhonghai seriously, and shouted loudly: "Yi Zhonghai, I didn't expect your ideological consciousness to be so low. You are not worthy of being the master of the courtyard."

The birds trembled, frightened by Ye Guoqiang's voice, and Yi Zhonghai's face became as gloomy as the sky before a rainstorm.

It's been a long time since anyone called me by my full name.

If anyone in this courtyard disrespectfully calls him "Master" when he sees him, even Liu Haizhong, Yan Bugui and his two uncles will call him "Lao Yi". The leaders of the steel rolling mill will call him "Master Yi" when they see him.

How dare Ye Guoqiang do this?

"Ye Guoqiang, how dare you call me by my full name, no matter how old you are?" He Yuzhu, who had long been unhappy with Ye Guoqiang, immediately jumped out, waved his fist and shouted, "Let me teach you a lesson today for this rude guy.

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To be continued...