"It's too expensive, you don't have to buy it!"

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Every time Dan heard it from Shen Yi's mouth, he couldn't help but have an urge to hit someone.

Is it really good to be so arrogant?

I'm sorry, in Shen Yi's opinion, this sentence is not arrogant but, to tell the truth.

The old monk was trembling and wanted to say directly: "Don't buy it!" ”

But that's not possible.

Tea must be bought, but if this is really bought, the old monk feels that he will definitely hurt the money he has saved by frugality.

Song Buluan is rich and is his son.

But the old monk always felt that his children and grandchildren had their own blessings, and it was enough trouble for him to live with his son.

Usually keep it, where can I ask my son for money?

Song Buluan wanted to give it once or twice, but the old monk didn't accept it.

Then he went with him, anyway, the monk himself has money, and when he is really short of money, his son will not sit idly by.

It's just that the old monk's deposit will be empty this time.

After calculating for a long time, the old monk realized that all the money he had to buy tea was only four or two halves......

To buy, or not to buy?

The old monk took out his bank card tremblingly, and said to Shen Yi with no love.

"Swipe ......"

Shen Yi turned his head and glanced at it, and said something that made the old monk almost vomit blood.

"No, I just need cash."

Can you imagine a monk who goes to the bank with a bank card to withdraw money and then comes out with a stack of cash?

Even when I walked out of the bank and stuffed it into my clothes, there were still many people who sighed.

"Damn, being a monk these years has made more money than me!"

In fact, the old monk is really not among them.

……

The tea was sold in half and sold, and the rest had to be half a catty and eight taels.

Shen Yi discussed with the system, pondering that this business is getting bigger and bigger, and it's time to open other payment methods, right?

You know, he has saved a lot of cash in his hand.

This day I came to buy things every day, with so much cash, let alone him, even if there were many customers who were inconvenient, there were many complaints.

Now that bank cards are no longer popular, people are starting to pay by mobile phones.

No matter how good the system is, it has to keep pace with the times, right?

After careful consideration, the system replied.

"The host's suggestion was taken! Next time, we will open the mainstream payment methods on the market! ”

"When is the next time?"

"Wait for the next mission, and the payment method will be distributed as a task reward!"

"Hehe, your mother!"

Shen Yi knew that he couldn't do well in the system, and he had to find a reason for the task even to pay for it.

Wouldn't it be to give him some other opinions?

……

The old monk personally delivered the tea to his eldest son's house.

Seeing that the tea was sold, Song Buzheng was a little happy.

Although his father didn't bring much tea, it was precisely because of the lack that it was precious to take it out as a gift.

It is precisely because of the lack that this bit of tea will not be attributed to bribery. Bribe the top to go.

After taking the tea, Song Buzheng didn't ask how much money it spent.

Their family relationship is very good, even if the two brothers are middle-aged, this relationship seems to be the same as when they were children.

In the eyes of the boss, the money spent by his father is nothing more than the second child's.

The second child is rich, but he doesn't care about that anyway.

It's just that Song Buzheng looked at the old monk's face and seemed to be a little wrong, as if he had spent more than eighty days of death, but he had died of his father's mother.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?"

Song Buzheng asked.

"Daddy...... It's okay! ”

The old monk's face twitched, no matter how thick his face was, it was not good to say 'distressed money' in front of his son'......

Especially if it's your own private money.

"Amitabha."

The old monk felt that it was time to really do a Dharma service.

And it must be the kind that has a lot of money in the family, and people die very miserably!

The old monk touched his arms.

Hmm, it's okay...... Hide some for yourself.

……

To give a gift, you have to find the right person, who has the right to nominate and who has the ability to speak for yourself, then it is accurate.

Otherwise, no matter how many gifts you give, it will be useless.

I had greeted the leader's secretary earlier, and Song Buzheng knocked on the door of the leader's office.

A voice came from inside.

"Come in!"

Song Buzheng pushed the door and walked in, and when he went in, he saw a rather powerful middle-aged man busy at his desk.

A plaque hung on the wall behind the desk, which read, 'Honest and Clean,' shone brightly in the light.

The leader didn't look up, Song didn't fight or speak, and kept standing in front of the table.

Fortunately, the leader's ability to work is still very strong, and after a while, a stack of documents can be seen and signed, and this is the end.

Seeing that the leader raised his head, Song Buzheng immediately said.

"Leader, Song Buzheng is here to report to you."

"It's Xiao Song, sit down."

A friendly smile appeared on the leader's face.

Then Song Buzheng sat down unhurriedly.

"Recently, your bureau has carried out its work well, and it is rare that you have time to report to me."

"It's all the guidance of the leaders, to be honest, we can carry out our work so smoothly, it's all up to you."

"Well, you can't say that. Comrades, it's still very hard! ”

Song Buzheng hurriedly coped with it, and there was a sentence that was close to the leader.

After pondering for a while, seeing that the leader was also tired, Song Buzheng knew that it was time to take things out.

At the moment, he said to the leader: "The leader sees that you are also tired, let me make you a cup of tea." ”

"Don't, you sit here and let's talk about work, just pour tea and let Xiao Zheng go."

After speaking, the leader shouted outside the door.

"Xiao Zheng, Xiao Zheng ......"

However, the secretary was already busy with other things, and happened to be absent.

Song Buzheng hurriedly said.

"Let's come, Secretary Zheng also works day and night, so this little thing won't bother her."

"Okay then, I have tea leaves in this cabinet, you can use that to brew."

The leader was also polite, and commanded.

Song Buzheng hurriedly agreed, but he didn't really go to get the tea.

If you really take it, then what's the use of the tea in your arms?

At the moment, he picked up the cup and walked towards the door.

After a while, I came back with a cup, but the house was full of tea.

The leader's nose twitched.

"What is this?"

Song Buzheng said with a smile.

"The tea sent by relatives in the countryside is not a good thing, but it is better than freshness, and I want you to taste it."

"Hmm...... Then I'll try. ”

After taking a sip, his lips and teeth were fragrant, and the leader slapped the table and said, "Good tea." ”

Song Buzheng saw that the opportunity was right, and hurriedly took out the remaining bit of tea.

"I've also brought you a little, not much, you go back and savor it."

The leader looked at the red disposable food bag on the table, glanced at Song Buzheng meaningfully, and said in his mouth.

"Xiao Song, you have strong work ability, I am very relieved!"