Play Nice

Chapter 70 070: Di, the dowry gift for Zhao Bao has been delivered (one more)
The boy in the sunshine bowed his head obediently, told her to lead the collar, told her not to move, and told her to be obedient.

"Leader."

"Business leader."

Shang Lingling opened his eyes and saw Jing Zhao: "Did you just call me?"

She heard someone calling her twice, not knowing whether it was in a dream or out of a dream, not knowing which one was in a dream and which one was out of a dream.

"Well." Jing Zhao said, "Arrived, it's cold in the car, go back to sleep."

Shang Lingling sorted out his thoughts, sat up, and saw that he was covered with a blanket: "Did I talk in my sleep?"

"No."

Jing Zhao got out of the car first.

Shang Lingling was a little annoyed, she shouldn't really fall asleep, she should pretend to be asleep, so that she can lean on him naturally.

She smoothed out the blanket, folded it, put it behind the seat, straightened her hair and clothes, got out of the car, and went to the co-pilot to get her camera bag.

The driver has already left, it is [-]:[-] in the morning, and the business leader fell asleep too early, so I don't know how long the car has been driving.

She handed the camera bag to Jing Zhao: "Here."

Jing Zhao just watched.

She urged him: "Come on."

He stretched out his hand to take it, opened it and looked at it. Inside was a 4392 lens.

"where did you buy it?"

"An old photo studio in the North Gate of Beijing."

There is only one photo studio in the North Gate of Beijing, and this lens is a collection of Lao Bi.

Jing Zhao looked at her and said, "This lens is hard to buy."

Shang Lingling said lightly and simply: "Hello, the owner, sell it to me if I like it." She opened the bag to reveal the inner button made of ruby, "And I have the ability to make money."

Old Bi said: "The one who came to buy the camera lens is a very sincere girl. After more than an hour of grinding in my shop, she wiped the table and swept the floor, and she was a good uncle. I really couldn't bear it."

"The girl said that that shot was his boyfriend's favorite. She planned to buy it and propose it. I can't destroy the marriage, right? I can only reluctantly give up my love."

She, she doesn't like to do housework at home, but she is patient when it comes to cleaning the table and sweeping the floor.

Jing Zhao did not expose her: "How much?"

She was unhappy when talking about money: "I don't want money, I'll give it to you."

Jing Zhao was sobered up, and he wasn't as good at talking as before.

"I broke the lens myself, you don't need to pay."

The business leader's attitude was very firm: "But because you want to hug me, you want to compensate."

He corrected very solemnly: "It's to help you."

Business leader: "..."

What a disappointment, this man!

At this time, you should give him an emoji: [Stop talking, kiss me]

Shang Lingling didn't want to reason with him at all: "It's because of me that I broke it, and I should pay you the compensation. I bought everything. If you want it, just throw it away."

She left him behind and went to the elevator.

It was so late, there was no one else in the garage, the surroundings were too quiet, the footsteps were obvious, and Jing Zhao did not follow.The business leader entered the elevator and pressed for the eighteenth and nineteenth floors respectively.She stuck her head out and looked out, blocking the elevator door from closing. After waiting for a while, he didn't come, and she let go of her hand in a fit of anger.

Just as the elevator door was about to close, Jing Zhao came in.

"Why did you take so long?"

"I forgot to take the medicine." He gave her the bag containing the medicine. "Twice a day, go back and wipe it yourself."

The business leader took it over, oh well.

The elevator door closed and began to ascend at a constant speed.There is a pair of reflections on the door, one on the left and one on the right, one high and one short.

Shang Lingling took a step forward and stood side by side with Jing Zhao: "When you want to take pictures of me in the future, just use this lens."

"This lens is not suitable for portraiture."

"Well, that can only be—"

Jing Zhao said, "It can be adjusted."

His eyes fell in front of him, not knowing whether he was looking at the elevator door or the shadow on the door.

The business leader smiled happily: "Thank you, Teacher Jing."

She was very good when she called Teacher Jing, like a good student.

"Let's talk when I owe you favor." He didn't owe favor easily, and he didn't make promises easily. Promising her to take pictures was an exception.

"There must be a chance." Shang Lingling assured.

When the eighteenth floor arrived, the elevator door opened, and before Jing Zhao went out, he left a message: "Get some rest early."

He got off the elevator, the door closed, the elevator continued to rise, and after a few seconds, it stopped at the nineteenth floor.

Shang Lingling carried the medicine bag and jumped home.Hey, Jingzhao is a good old cadre. Every time he rests early or wears more clothes.

The next day was a sunny day.

The funeral home was not busy in the morning, and there were no special remains that needed cosmetic surgery.

Shang Lingling put on makeup for an old lady. The old lady died at the age of 92, which is considered a joy and mourning.Maybe because it was a funeral, when I was putting on makeup, there was no one crying outside.

The old lady has four sons and one daughter. I heard that she was very healthy before her death, and she fell asleep without any illness or pain.

Because of the sudden departure, the old lady's property was not allocated in time.

The second child said: "Three houses, how do the four of us divide them?"

The third child said, "That's easy, just sell the house and discount it."

The eldest's daughter-in-law said, "I can't sell it. I heard that Tongzilou will be demolished next year. How can I sell the house at this time."

"There are self-built houses on the side of Tongzilou. If it is demolished, it is estimated that several sets of commercial houses will be allocated." The old lady has only one daughter and is the fourth oldest. "I want one."

The fifth is the youngest son: "fourth sister, the house has nothing to do with you."

"Why doesn't it have anything to do with me?"

"Your son is not named Xu."

The fourth child does not seem to be short of money, and the bag in his hand is not cheap: "In law, I also have the right to inherit."

In fact, the old lady and her children are doing just fine.

Sister Zhou said that the old lady sells steamed buns. Her husband’s family name is Xu and she owns two stores. The old lady was widowed when she was young, and sold steamed buns for her five children to go to college. The fifth one went abroad to be gilded. .

"Are you saying this because you want to have a lawsuit with us?" As soon as the third child said this, the atmosphere reached freezing point.

The fourth child's face was not good-looking: "I'm just proposing."

The second daughter-in-law interjected: "I don't know whether it will be demolished or not. It is estimated that the demolishing will not be so fast. Tongtong will go to junior high school next year. We will live in that school district room first."

The school district house is the most expensive property for the old lady.

The eldest daughter-in-law rushed out first: "Why do you live in first?" Once you live in, how can you move out again.

"Mom promised me when she was still there, saying that when Tongtong entered junior high school, she would let us move in there."

The eldest daughter-in-law's yin and yang is strange: "How do we know that Mom agreed or not, and Mom didn't write a will, so what you say is what you say."

"Sister-in-law, what do you mean by that?"

The louder and louder in the back.

The old lady has a little great-grandson, five years old, who is here today too. He is playing ball in the hallway, and the ball rolls away.

The little great-grandson didn't pick up the ball. He went to close the door. Because it wasn't tall enough, he could reach the doorknob of the dressing room with his toes. He closed the door: "You are arguing so loudly that grandma will hear it."

The adults were arguing, and no one listened to the children.

The director of the funeral home is a theist, and business leaders heard him say that after a person dies, the soul will not go so fast, but will follow the body.

The old lady heard the child's words.

"Don't quarrel, grandma will be upset when she hears it."

Well, heard.

The quarrel was also heard.

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Lunch was eaten in the cafeteria, and Shang Lingling, Sister Zhou and Zuo Xiaoyun sat at a table.

Halfway through the meal, Xiao Min and her companions came to the cafeteria. When passing by Zuo Xiaoyun's table, Xiao Min's eyes stopped for a moment, then he quickened his pace and sat at the back.

Zuo Xiaoyun is always paying attention: "Why do I feel that Xiao Min is weird?"

Sister Zhou asked, "What's wrong?"

"Look, she has been staring at the collar, looking like she wants to work hard and endure it hard."

Sister Zhou glanced back: "It might just be constipation."

The spareribs in Zuo Xiaoyun's bowl suddenly became less fragrant: "Sister Zhou, it's time to eat!"

"You can't stop your mouth when you eat."

The two talk like cross talk, you and I are fighting each other.Business leaders do not participate, and they will laugh when they hear interesting things.

After eating, the business leader went to put the plate, and there was a person sitting on the table closest to the plate recycling area, which was Master Qin in the cremation room.

She held a rental leaflet in her hand and ate while reading it.

She made a lot of white rice and only had one vegetarian dish.

When the business leader led the way, he stopped: "Do you want to rent a house?"

Qin Xiang raised his head: "Yeah." She said, "My landlord found out that I work in the cremation room and asked me to move out today."

The landlord went too far, thought she was unlucky, and threw her things directly in the stairwell.

"The place where I live now is not very far from the funeral home. The landlady is very nice. Would you like to ask her if she has any suitable vacancies?"

Qin Xiang nodded.

Shang Lingling gave her Ms. Lu's phone number.

She said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Helpful business leaders lead the way and retire.

Qin Xiang stopped her: "Miss Shang."

Shang Lingling stopped and turned around: "Well."

She walked over, took out a soft bread from her pocket, and handed it to Shang Lingling. The little freckles on her face were vivid: "This is delicious and sweet."

Shang Ling took it and smiled at her: "I like sweet."

The character of Little Sun is also standing firm today.

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　　good morning~

　　Second watch at 06:30 pm
　　
　
(End of this chapter)