After a few days of leisure, the company started to get busy again...

Chang Xiaorong has been exhausted these days. She has not finished her private work yet, and the company's work has been arranged again. What is bothering is that there is a family's work that is very messy, and many drawings and actual projects are not in line with them. She keeps going to the scene. Zhang Wen has been with her for five or six times. Chang Xiaorong got angry and called to ask for additional money. The other party also knew that this job was difficult to do, so he bargained for an additional 1,000 yuan.

Zhang Wen was also arranged to calculate the amount, pay the deposit, seal the bid, and sing the bid once. The workload was still expected, and I got used to it...

On Saturday, Zhang Wen finally completed his work and helped Chang Xiaorong to make bids together. As for bidding, a project requires more than a dozen bids, Chang Xiaorong makes three, and Zhang Wen makes two. This kind of bidding is the easiest way to make a bid. Anyway, it is the bidding for the company. As long as the company name is not wrong, the others are just modifying the previous bid. The two of them are doing it while chatting.

"Zhang Wen, give me your account and I'll send you two thousand yuan." Chang Xiaorong looked serious and a little tired.

"You are sick! Why do you like giving money to others so much? Have you received the money?" Zhang Wen refused. He was surprised at the speed of Chang Xiaorong's collection of money.

"I received my family, I will give it to you first. I have been there so many trips this time, and I have worked hard without any credit. I have to ask for help. Don't be like my mother-in-law or mother, otherwise why do I ask you for help in the future? Maybe one day I will help you do some work and get the same reward." Chang Xiaorong frowned.

In fact, Zhang Wen doesn’t like what you push me and give in. If you really don’t want it, it means you won’t be willing to help her next time.

"Five hundred! The three of you have a total of only eight thousand, and this is only one thousand later." Zhang Wen knew that there was not much installation.

"No, one thousand! Just order. Do you want a card or money?" Chang Xiaorong made the decision and refused to let Zhang Wen bargain.

Zhang Wen felt a little moved. He was going to go to his parents' place today. He had never given anything decent before. He always heard from his mother that Zhang Yue had given a card that cost a lot. This time he also gave a card, which was considered to be a good deal.

"Get the card!"

Zhang Wen decided to want a card, but the Chinese people felt very strange. When you give a card, people would think you are very capable, and subconsciously they always think that your card would definitely not be bought with money. If you give a card, people would think that you saved it from the gap between your teeth. Although the two are of the same value, money is actually more convenient to use.

It's ridiculous, funny, but also very common.

Chang Xiaorong took out two consumption cards worth 500 from her bag and handed them to Zhang Wen. Looking at the two cards, Zhang Wen smiled.

"What are you laughing at? You are so angry." Chang Xiaorong glared at him.

"Oh! I'm thinking that Guixi is so lucky! Marrying a rich wife is like a money-making machine. It's only half a month, eight thousand!" Zhang Wen sighed.

"Do you think it's so relaxed? I've been wanting to sleep when I go back these two days. I'm so tired. It's really hard money!"

Chang Xiaorong was really tired during this period, and her face turned a little yellow. Zhang Wen herself realized that it was really tiring to get some private work.

"It's true, you have a bad face and are not in good spirits. Come on, hug me! Please comfort me!" Zhang Wen was in a good mood. He also paid 500 high temperature fees today.

"Get out! I want you to comfort me! I won't ask our Guixi?" Chang Xiaorong raised her spirits and prepared for the fight.

"Swish! Just your Guixi is like that, I don't know who picked up whom!" Zhang Wen looked disdainful.

"Go to death! It's all your business!" A book flew over.

Another successful detonation...

I arrived at my parents' home in the evening and my wife was there. The two of them had a tacit understanding of this. When they went to their parents' homes, they both went together.

I handed over a card to my mother. I originally wanted to give it two, but thinking about my situation, it seemed like I was a bit swollen and fat. So I gave one, and then my mother-in-law had to give it to me, and I hadn't divorced yet. Seeing my mother's happy expression, Zhang Wen felt a little proud.

The earlier Zhang came, today Zhang took his wife to the vineyard to pick grapes. It wasn’t a disguised gift from the construction unit, a large gift box made of various varieties of grapes, plus a box of peaches. Give my mother one, Zhang Wen one, and himself one. This one is worth three or four hundred yuan!

Zhang Wen was not very proud of his heart, and then his daughter quietly told Zhang Wen: Uncle gave his grandmother a card of 2,000 yuan. Zhang Wen felt ashamed! He had been struggling for a long time to give 500 or 1,000 yuan. Zhang Yue took 2,000 yuan at one time. Fortunately, he didn't buy fruit when he came, otherwise he would buy a few pounds of grapes worth 50 and 6 yuan per pound, which would be even more than the gift box worth 30 or 50 yuan per pound!

Depressed, people die more than others!!! Zhang Wen had to pretend to be calm and chat with his mother.

After dinner, Zhang Wen handed the prepared report, including the calculation documents, to Zhang Yue. He was dizzy and listened to Zhang Yue and said it again. The more he listened, the more he looked like the leader's speech. After the guy was promoted to department director, he spoke more and more intensely, and he often held an air of an official at home...

I really don’t want to stay any longer. Zhang Wen said goodbye and had to carry the grapes and peaches sent by Zhang Yue.

My dad said he would help Zhang Wen to the station, and my sister-in-law said he would drive Zhang Wen to the family. Zhang Wen squeezed out a sincere smile and pretended to be relaxed:

"No, no, no, no, no, no, we're going back to take a taxi, we're going to take a taxi back..."

Not heavy? I despise myself. It’s really hypocritical. Just a box of peaches can cost more than ten pounds!

I took a taxi home and gave my wife Chen Yifang another card to me and asked her to hand it over to my mother-in-law.

This time, there was no feeling of pride. Chen Yifang was very happy and wanted to use this to say something to Zhang Wen. Zhang Wen turned around and closed the door. Looking at the closed door, Chen Yifang felt a sense of grievance, sadness, anger... and a little panic...

These days I really feel that Zhang Wen is getting further and further away from her, and there is no nostalgia.
Chapter completed!