But the atmosphere in the living room gradually became condensed and weird, which made Gu Huiwen and his family have to look at Xue Qinghui and Wang Qiaoer.

One is embarrassed, the other is ill-intentioned.

This is the conclusion that Gu Huiwen drew from the expressions of Xue Qinghui and Wang Qiaoer.

"How did you meet?"

Staring at Xue Qinghui, Lu Xiangbei asked expressionlessly. Xue Qinghui sat on the sofa and felt that his hands and feet had nowhere to put them, his hands on his laps rubbed uncomfortably, and the corners of his mouth lifted a stiff smile, and said:

"Qiao'er is a pen pal I made two years ago, but at the beginning of this year, I recognized Qiao'er as my godsister in the letter." Brother Lu didn't seem to like Qiao'er's arrival.

Lu Xiangbei was still expressionless: "She came here to have something to do with you?" ”

Xue Qinghui bowed: "Qiao'er wanted to be a nanny in the city, so I simply found her a job in our factory." ”

Lu Xiangbei sneered: "You are capable, you can arrange work for people casually, do Uncle Xue and Aunt Bai know about this?" ”

Xue Qinghui was stunned for a while, and after a while, he shook his head, and heard Lu Xiangbei sneer again: "In other words, you are doing it through the relationship between Uncle Xue and Aunt Bai." ”

Wang Qiao'er's excitement at the moment when she saw Lu Xiangbei was gone, she put her legs together, lowered her head, her eyes were resentful, and she showed a restrained and uneasy look, and Xue Qinghui couldn't help but feel distressed.

"Brother Lu, I did use some connections, but I believe that Qiao'er can be qualified for that job, and besides, the job I found for Qiao'er is indeed recruiting, which is not against the principles of my parents."

patted Wang Qiaoer's twisted hand to comfort him, and Xue Qinghui argued with Lu Xiangbei about arranging work for Wang Qiaoer under the banner of his parents.

"You can go."

Lu Xiangbei didn't want to talk to Xue Qinghui again, a person who was obviously crooked, was not worth his attention.

Xue Qinghui's face changed slightly, pursed his lips and said, "Brother Lu, what I did made you so disgusted?" ”

Without waiting for Lu Xiangbei to speak, he said again: "As far as I know, Comrade Lu Xiangyang's work should be Brother Lu, you asked my father for help!" ”

If you have a relationship, you don't need to be a fool, besides, it's not a big deal to arrange a job for relatives and acquaintances with a relationship, as for preaching him here with a glance?

"That's right, I asked Uncle Xue for a job quota, but Lu Xiangyang was admitted to the factory with excellent cultural class results and got that job, which is the same nature as what you do?"

Lu Xiangbei's eyes were mocking, and he said word by word: "Besides, even if I don't ask Uncle Xue for that quota, with the conditions of recruiting workers in the factory, Lu Xiangyang can still enter the factory smoothly to work, now, what else do you have to say?" ”

"Qiao'er is in the same village as you, Brother Lu, you really can't see Qiao'er, okay?" Xue Qinghui's tone revealed a little questioning.

Lu Xiangbei's face sank: "My surname is Lu, but my word 'Lu' is the surname of my adoptive father Lu Hong, and the Lu family in Shuanghuai Village has nothing to do with me for a long time, don't just say that it's my fellow countryman, let alone slander my character casually." ”

Xue Qinghui didn't care about it in order to defend Wang Qiao'er, he said: "After Uncle Lu died of illness, you followed his last wish and recognized your original family, you will say that it has nothing to do with that family, Brother Lu, don't you worry about Uncle Lu being sad underground?" ”

Wang Qiao'er tugged at Xue Qinghui's sleeve and signaled him not to say any more,