The number of donations for the three new factories is not the same, and the later ones donate more than the first ones.

Shuangqiang Trunk Factory donated 200 yuan, Lianghe Trunk Factory donated 220 yuan, and Brother Trunk Factory donated 230 yuan.

This fully shows that the three factories have not communicated in advance, that is, they have not joined together.

They are not united, and they are relieved with their white hands.

returned the donation list to Li Jasmine with his white hands, then took the money from the drawer, counted ten denominations of ten yuan, and handed them to Ma Lanhua.

Both girls were surprised.

Their original intention was to be the last one, and after he looked at the list, the number of donations would definitely compete for the first place.

But the white hand not only did not fight for the first place, but instead lowered his identity and distanced himself from the top three.

Li Jasmine couldn't make a sound, she came up with the idea, and she made the mistake.

Ma Lanhua smiled: "Xiaobai, are you just sending us like this?" We don't have enough face, don't we? ”

This time, in Ma Lanhua's calculations, she had to donate 300 yuan with her white hands.

Bai Shou also smiled and asked rhetorically: "Sister Ma, is the donation voluntary?" ”

"Of course." Ma Lanhua nodded.

"Is there a number?"

Ma Lanhua shook her head.

Bai spread his hands, "Then you can't be too little, either take it away or return it to me." ”

"Xiaobai, I'm not too little, I'm thinking about you."

"What do you mean by that, Sister Ma?"

Ma Lanhua said: "I'm afraid that you will be talked about by the villagers, afraid that your limelight will be covered by others, and afraid that your image will be hit." ”

Baishou smiled, "Sister Ma, I have no status in the village, I am not afraid of being discussed, I am not afraid of being in the limelight." As for the image being hit, I am even more afraid. Because I don't have an image in the first place, what kind of blow am I afraid of? ”

Ma Lanhua has no way to take it with white hands. Although his suitcase factory is listed in the name of the Longao Township Bamboo Factory, he has not paid a penny less than the management fees and village retention here.

Suddenly, Li Jasmine asked, "Xiaobai, are you having a problem with your funds?" ”

It's okay not to ask, but when I asked, Bai Shou immediately looked gloomy.

Of course, this is pretended, and after a few seconds, the white hand returns to normal.

The two girls can see it.

Recently, there has been something in the Bai family, and the white hands have been tossed enough, and it is said that they have to transfer their younger brothers and sisters, and the money must be flowing out.

Ma Lanhua also asked with concern, "Xiaobai, is there really a problem with funds?" ”

Bai Shou first nodded, then shook his head, squeezing out some smiles on his face, "Can you overcome, you can still overcome." ”

Ma Lanhua said: "Xiaobai, if you have difficulties, just say it." I can't help you personally, but the village can come forward. ”

"Thank you, Sister Ma, thank you, Director Li. It's okay now, but the account is not returned, and the liquidity is a little tight. But it's not a big problem, I can solve it myself. At the point where it can't be solved, I ask two more leaders to help. ”

Saying this, the two girls could only get up and leave.

People are in financial difficulties, and they can donate 100 yuan to repair roads, what else can you do?

Sent the two ladies to the gate of the courtyard with white hands, nodded and bowed, extremely humble.

As if they were going to cooperate with each other, an hour later, the list of donations to build the road was announced.

This list immediately attracted a lot of discussion, and the white hand, who used to be the first in the overall ranking, retreated to fourth for the first time.

What's even more dazzling is the data, the top three all donated more than 200 yuan, but only 100 yuan in white hands.

Some people say that they are in a mood for nothing. This guy's mood, like the weather in June, can change, cloudy and sunny.

Some people say that Baishou is a stingy ghost, and this time his essence is exposed. He's such a person, that little bastard who can fight for a penny.

It is also said that the white hand has no feelings for the white village. Even Bai Shou himself agrees with this, he just has no feelings for Bai Village, because Bai Cun has no feelings for him.

Some people even say that there is no money left for nothing. This guy has been unlucky recently, he has been targeted by those departments, and he has to shed his skin if he doesn't die. He also attracted a bunch of bad people in the city, and I don't know how much it cost to settle the disturbances.

The people who talk about it are not a big deal to see the excitement, and they are unlucky, and they are happy.

Only the three newly established trunk factories, their promoters, understood what it meant to be white-handed.

Three new trunk factories, three pairs of partners, half of whom can talk to the white hand, understand that they have made a big mistake.

They haven't said hello to the big names in the industry yet.

Knowing this way, Tong Yunlai came first.

Talking about the generations, I have to call Tong Yun to be my uncle.

But his white hands are evil, he has risen to the next generation, the old captain is called Uncle, and Tong Laoqi is called Uncle Tong. Tong Guojun and Tong Guohua, who should have been called uncle with white hands, but they called brother directly.

Tong Yunlai is worthy of being a worker, he knows how to greet white hands, and he surrenders himself when he meets.

"Brother Xiaobai, bother, bother, bother."

The white hand hurriedly greeted the guest, full of enthusiasm, "Uncle Yunlai, it's you." You may be seated, please be seated. I haven't seen you in years, and you're okay. ”

It's cigarette worship again, and it's tea again, so that Tong Yunlai forgets the words.

"Uncle Yunlai, when you go home this time, will you stay for a few days, or will you stay for a month or two?"

"Xiaobai, Uncle is going home completely this time and will never leave again."

Bai Shou pretended to be surprised, and looked confused, "Uncle Yunlai, how can you go home completely?" ”

"You don't know?" Tong Yunlai was really confused.

"What don't you know?" The white hand continued to pretend to be stupid.

Tong Yunlai was suspicious: "That, the list of donors to build roads, you haven't seen it?" ”

Baishou smiled stupidly, "I didn't see it, I just heard my mother say that my family also donated a hundred." Uncle Yunlai, you know, I don't want to make up the excitement in the village, and I can't make it up. ”

"Xiaobai, I'm laid off. I am neither a farmer nor a worker now. ”

"It's to go to the sea to start a business by yourself." ”

Tong Yunlai said: "Now, I have partnered with your third uncle and set up a suitcase factory. Xiaobai, please take care of me and help in the future. ”

Unexpectedly, Bai Shou was not polite at all, and said directly: "Take care of help? There are no doors. ”

Tong Yunlai was stunned, this guy is really rushing to speak.

"Xiaobai, I know you have a holiday with your third uncle. But after all, you are a family, as the saying goes, it is better to settle the ......"

Waving his hand with his white hand, interrupting Tong Yunlai's words, he asked coldly: "Uncle Yunlai, are you here to do ideological work?" ”

"No, it's not." Tong Yun came to be busy.

"Excuse me, what do you mean I have a holiday with someone?"

"This ...... I was wrong. Xiaobai, it's he who is sorry for you and your whole family. Xiaobai, I'm sorry, I was wrong. ”

The white hand stared at Tong Yunlai again, and the cold in his eyes made Tong Yunlai's heart tremble.

"Uncle Yunlai, you're in trouble."

"What, what's the trouble?"

"You and I go together, we must compete, either you die or I die."

When Tong Yunlai left, his brain was blind, and the more he thought about it, the more confused he became, how could he offend this dirty cub?

One went, two came, Shen Zhenfu and Gao Dongyang came to find the white hand.