Wu Yinzhen thought about it and finally said it.

It turned out that her younger brother, that is, the son of Uncle Ye Yiyi, accidentally broke his leg at school and needed surgery, which required a large amount of surgery fees.

Ye Miao's uncle's family is not wealthy, and the cost of this operation is astronomical to them.

Ye Yiyi searched in the memory of the original owner, and slowly remembered some things in her mother's family.

Wu Yinzhen is the second in the family, with an older sister above and two brothers below.

Wu Yinzhen's sister, that is, Ye Yiyi's aunt Wu Yinshan, is a polio patient, paralyzed in bed all the year round, unable to work, and her source of life depends on a meager manuscript fee and Wu Yinzhen's regular assistance.

Two younger brothers, one is married and married, although the salary is not high, life is still smooth, and the other is still in graduate school in college, and the tuition is raised by doing odd jobs everywhere.

Wu Yinzhen has followed Ye Jiarong for all these years, although she can't say how good she is, but compared with the Wu family's sisters and brothers, she is already the best.

The one who had the accident this time was the son of Wu Yinzhen's third brother, and according to her character, it was impossible not to help.

Ye Yiyi listened to it, and regretted that she had mentioned money to her parents at this moment.

That night, Wu Yinzhen forced 1,000 yuan to her.

Ye Miaoyi was lying on the bed she was familiar with, her heart was warm and sour.

This Ye Miao stole half a day of leisure, however, Feng Qi, who gave her a holiday, had a very hard time.

The reason for the incident was that He Nanjin's "Eastern Crusade" crew had a dinner party tonight, and after Feng Qi heard about it, he sent a WeChat message to Ye Yiyi.

After all, Ye Yiyi hasn't taken a day off since she became He Nanjin's maid, even when He Nanjin was in the crew, she reported to Huijing Apartment every day and did her part.

In the past two days, she cooked seafood porridge in the apartment every day, and Feng Qi was responsible for delivering the steaming porridge to the set in time.

The two cooperate tacitly.

Actually, it's quite a toss-up.

Therefore, Feng Qi felt that he had no problem informing Ye Yiyi of the holiday as soon as he learned the news of the crew's dinner.

He didn't expect He Nanjin's follow-up reaction at all.

He Nanjin barely ate anything at the lively dinner, and almost all the toasts from others went into Feng Qi's stomach.

One of the producers of the epic production of "Eastern Crusade" is He Nanjin's aircraft carrier-level entertainment company - Dingya Entertainment, and he must be present for the first official dinner of the crew.

It's just that he collapsed the whole time, without a trace of laughter, not even the smirk that he is used to dealing with the scene.

Feng Qi drank a good amount of wine, but he couldn't stand being poured back and forth, the key was that his boss didn't say a word the whole time, and it was all up to him.

couldn't stand it, Feng Qi went to the toilet and vomited for a while, and when he returned to the wine table, there was still He Nanjin's shadow.

He was in a hurry, vaguely knowing that he might have offended his boss.

He Nanjin still hasn't eaten anything, so he can't bear it when he returns to the set to shoot a big night scene.

Feng Qi packed some snacks and ran all the way to the parking lot, where he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the familiar black nanny car.

Opening the car door, the lights in the car were dim, and He Nanjin sat in the back seat, looking out quietly with his head sideways.

The parking lot was dark, and a little dim street light hung over half of his face, and the silhouette of the handsome knife carved like an axe.

"Finished throwing up?" He turned his head at the sound of a voice, and his voice was low and slightly hoarse.

After experiencing that burst of vomiting in the dark, Feng Qi cleared his mind a little and cautiously replied, "Boss, do you want to drink porridge?" ”