Zhuang Yan told the story of his brother Zhuang Buping wanting to cooperate with Xu Xin.

Xu Xin nodded after hearing this, and took a big bag and said, "Your brother is my brother. I will get my building materials everywhere. As long as your brother gives me the same price as others, I will get it from your brother's company. As for the matter of working together to do decoration companies, why don't you make an appointment and I will talk to him in detail?"

Fatty Xu was quite happy.

However, everyone knows the things about breast-filling in the mall. You can break the contract by signing a contract, let alone a verbal promise?

Everything depends on the follow-up.

Zhuangyan felt that she had done her best.

Helping Zhuang Buping is actually a repayment of his own debt.

I have been away from the army all year round, but I can't go back often when I go home. To put it bluntly, the two old people at home have a headache and fever, and they can't even take care of themselves, let alone a serious illness.

As the saying goes, since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety have been difficult to achieve both loyalty and filial piety. This sentence has been solemn and profoundly understood.

I also understood why my father, who had been through the battlefield, was simply a Guanyin soldier in front of his mother Wang Xiaolan. He not only ran around to serve him, but also had to smile.

At home, my mother Wang Xiaolan has the final say.

In the past, Zhuang Yan always felt that his father Zhuang Zhenguo was not like a veteran who had fought a war.

In the movies on TV, aren’t those soldiers who have been on the battlefield and killed the enemy all the strong men who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are so scared that the King of Hell are so scared that they take three steps back?

Why did you become a wife slave at home?

Zhuang Zhenguo's approach actually intensified his transparency at home.

Both children were raised by Wang Xiaolan since childhood. When they grew up, they returned home. When the child had something to do, they asked their opinions. Mr. Zhuang Zhenguo said, "I'll go, your mother agrees, I have no objection."

Whether it is Zhuang Buping or Zhuang Yan, they all think it would be better to ask a piece of wood than to ask their father at home, and they might as well ask Wang Xiaolan if they have anything to do.

Zhuangyan used to sneer at his father's behavior.

Now, I finally fully understand what psychological debt is.

I owe Zhuang a love for unjustly, and I owe my parents a love for me.

A sheep has the kindness of kneeling down to breastfeeding, and a crow has the kindness of feeding back.

I am really ashamed of my son's efforts to do this.

The matter was negotiated and everyone was happy.

Fatty Xu became active again and said that he would take Zhuangyan to the nightclub to see and experience the nightlife in Binhai City.

Solemnly refused.

Fatty Xu was displeased and said, "Brother Zhuang, if I hadn't passed the letter with you, I would have thought you had been to the monk temple for three years as a monk's cultivation instead of being a soldier."

As he spoke, he started to talk about the matter of Zhuangyan’s discharge from the army again.

"I heard from your brother, what training camp have you participated in recently and are going abroad?" Xu Fatty Man asked.

Zhuangyan nodded and admitted: "Well, I'm going to study abroad."

Fatty Xu's eyes lit up first, his thumb stood up, and he praised: "It's awesome!"

Then he changed his subject and said, "But it's useless. So, are you planning to work in the army for the rest of your life?"

Zhuang Yan said: "I dare not say that I will never be a general in my life. Sooner or later, I will face a transfer."

"That's right!"

Fatty Xu slapped his thighs excitedly, as if he had seen the truth.

"You said, if you are an officer, who has been working for more than ten or twenty years, you still have to go back to the place? After going around, you will still return to the starting point. That's right, being an officer is a cadre, and a soldier returns from retirement as a worker, but it is not easy to become a cadre now? With your solemn conditions, it's a piece of cake."

Solemnly drinking tea, she looked at the old classmate opposite her and sighed without saying a word.

"Tell me, how much salary do you get per month now?" Fatty Xu suddenly became interested in solemn income.

"We don't call it salary, it's subsidy, it's different meanings." Zhuang Yan said: "In the first year of the army, I got 35 yuan, the rank of private, and the second year of the army, and the third year of the army, I got 42 yuan. I'm in the third year of this year. I encountered a military reform and I should have transferred a corporal, but it was cancelled. If I followed the previous regulations, I could only get 48 yuan, but after the military reform, I could get nearly 200 yuan."

"Hey!" Fatty Xu looked disgusted and hatred: "Training is so tiring, I'll give you this little money? Two hundred yuan, to put it bluntly, I'm not enough to buy a cigarette, it's a life to buy!"

Zhuangyan smiled and said, "If we were given a salary, then you taxpayers would pay the money, and the tax burden would be increased. Are you willing?"

Fatty Xu's eyes rolled, and he thought for a while and said, "Do you want to hear the truth or the lies?"

Zhuangyan said: "I want to listen to people."

Fatty Xu said: "No one who does business likes the high tax rate, but your little money is too low... If you want to increase the tax burden, as long as it is not outrageous, I will still be willing!"

Zhuangyan nodded with a smile, looking at the ridiculously expensive ginseng on the table, and said, "Indeed, Fatty, you can give me my annual allowance for a meal. I said, can you be more generous? Don't hesitate so much? You can't pat your chest and say it's okay?"

"Don't you want to listen to the truth? This is the truth." Fatty Xu confessed, saying: "My money is not blown by the strong wind. If you break a penny, you will have blood and sweat. Don't look at my current glory. Who can tell the truth about the business world? It's good to hide some rainy firewood in the sky. It's always the best to be prepared for any event."

Speaking of hitting here, Fatty Xu said again: "Since that's the case, you won't go back to the place with your allowance? What era is now? Now is the best era! Let me describe to you what the best era is."

He pointed to the table in front of him, spread his hands open, and made a stoopy.

"The best era is that there are a lot of money on this table. As long as you have the ability, you can take away as much as you can. Come back, there are a lot of opportunities, a lot of money, a lot of money..."

Fatty Xu turned his head, glanced at the beautiful girl beside him, and then laughed twice, the laughter filled with some indescribable hints.

Zhuang Yan did not answer his old classmate immediately.

He suddenly felt that maybe he had really changed.

In the past, Fatty Xu was his best friend, with the same values ​​and similar worldviews.

But now sitting opposite Fatty Xu and watching the successful businessman talk endlessly, he suddenly felt distant and strange.

In fact, the farthest distance in the world is not the distance between life and death, but the difference in values.

You said opposite, I listened here, but I never listened.

At 10 o'clock in the evening, the small gathering with Fatty Xu finally ended.

When I got home downstairs, I just got up the stairs and saw someone flashing next to me.

When I saw that it was my eldest brother Zhuang Buping.

"Brother, why are you here?"

Zhuang Buping looked at the direction where Fatty Xu's crown car disappeared and asked, "Fatty Xu?"

Nodded solemnly.

Zhuang Buping said again: "Have you told him about cooperation?"

Seeing that Zhuang Buping was so sad about this, Zhuang Yan suddenly felt a little unusual.
Chapter completed!