Chapter 170: The Stick Terrier Comes to Brush Up on the Sense of Existence Again (Asking for Support)

Phew! From the moment the door was slammed shut, the atmosphere inside the car was noticeably much more awkward than usual.

"Yo! Look, isn't this the big manager of our Jia family, it's such a coincidence today, my brother is the driver, you have a ride,

Why is this wave of appearance, is it possible that someone dares to bully our eldest lady,

Who? Who? Who? Say it quickly, and my brother will go to Haibian immediately. "Rubbing your hands, foaming at the mouth,

An extended version of the car is blocked in front of you, click! Jia Bang Terrier immediately braked sharply, but the dilapidated bridge car where it was slowly stopped.

When Jia Bang Terrier saw this, he immediately shut up, not only his upper body trembled slightly, but he also shivered from the heart, and his hands clenched the steering wheel.

You must know that this car in front of you is one of the few limited edition models in Beijing, and even the parts have to be transported by air, as long as there is a slight accidental collision, the sky-high maintenance cost.

It is no exaggeration to say that as long as Jia Bang Terrier hits it lightly, there will be no courtyard house, and he will naturally be scared all over.

At this moment, his hands were trembling back and forth between the brake and the accelerator, and he couldn't hold it at all, and his face was still pretending to be calm and nagging.

"I'll you! Isn't it just that there is a better car, as for being so arrogant, you have the guts to compete with me,

Bah! Look, didn't you just scare me away! Looking at the luxury car that had just driven away, he raised his middle finger to cheer for his forcible performance, which was a little frivolous.

Jia Dang couldn't help but feel embarrassed when he saw this, his brother's operation could fool others, and he couldn't deceive her at all, so he turned his face to see the street lamp outside the car window.

Yun Danfeng said softly.

"Brother, that's the car of the chairman of our Longfeng Restaurant, and it's still a little handsome guy driver who drove it, fortunately, your antique classic car didn't crash.

Otherwise, wait to cut the meat and sell the house to lose money, oh, by the way, you don't have a house at all. There are all kinds of ridicule in his words and deeds, and he even doesn't forget to put on his only dignity, just to uncover the scars on his brother and vent the sulking he suffered today.

As soon as the words fell, Jia Bang Terrier had just recovered from the fright, and when he heard this, he naturally couldn't stand it and roared angrily.

"Hey! When you're too unconscionable, you have to be sprayed on the face every time you are carried, can't you say a word to people, no matter whose car it is, it shouldn't be hit, you can use it like this,

I don't have a house of my own, so I have a home of my own, what about you? I don't even have a family, and I still have this temper at the age of thirty, how can I get married?

I wouldn't marry a woman like you, I have to have a heart and lungs, and I don't have a good word. With the sound of a lesson, the car slowly started and walked through the street.

Jia Dang didn't immediately refute, staring at the night scene outside the car window, and gradually saw the cart vendors setting up stalls in the dim light.

At the end of the 80s, it began to set off a trend of going to the sea to do business, and many people pushed all kinds of small commodities and snacks along the street to set up stalls after work.

It adds a lot of color to the night scene of the capital, and the flow of people on the streets increases, and it seems that a night market is gradually formed, which has a unique taste.

As the saying goes, "People are susceptible to environmental influences, and their emotions fluctuate accordingly." ”

At this moment, Jia Dang smiled slightly, the powder makeup on his face unfolded, and the residual light shone into the car, and naturally began to show a slight expression.

"Brother, I'm a little disappointed today, the head chef went to Lou Xiao'e to ask for a welfare house, my manager seems to be a bit redundant, I don't know anything about welfare, it sounds a little sad, right?"

As he spoke, tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes, and after brewing for a long time, they finally broke out at this time, knowing that the higher he climbed, the more he fell, and he didn't forget that he didn't even have a place to vent.

If it weren't for the words of no one else on the short journey, he wouldn't have said what he had suppressed for a long time, and only those who have experienced it will understand the Taoist knowledge here.

When Jia Bang Terrier heard this, he understood why his sister said this, not simply sarcastic, but obviously trying to make people empathize, even if it just couldn't be a motive for forgiveness.

The whole gaze finally shifted to the brother-sister relationship, became a little calm, and said slowly.

"When you are always a good sister to your brother, everyone is proud of you, and now, everyone in the compound is proud of you as a manager.

Everyone is waiting for you to invite you to dinner, this will definitely not be a lie, what kind of welfare housing is the boss's reward,

I'm also a movie theater contractor now, and it's clear that this is a big pie, which will always hang in front of you, so that you can't touch it, you can't eat it.

I can only watch from afar every day, let alone other pinching. Speaking of which, the stick terrier also directly shared the experience of management and employment.

Although his status in the compound is not as high as Jia Dang's over the years, he has been working as a cinema projectionist introduced by Xu Damao to a private contractor.

I have already accumulated a lot of experience, and there is no need to pinch it at this moment, but I hope to improve my status in my sister's heart.

"No, brother, you misunderstand me, you don't dare to think about this kind of thing at all, mainly as the lobby manager, you should also discuss it with me, you don't need to ignore this point.

Could it be that someone like me is so unimportant to the boss," she said this, and her tears overflowed again, as if she was very unwilling.

At this point, the terrier hit the side of the road, pulled over to the side of the road, turned around and took out a small handkerchief from the glove compartment and handed it over.

Years of experience in getting along with each other can show that Xiaodang will really suffer a great grievance to be so sad, just like after it seems that he can get hope, he loses motivation from the difficulties of life, and everything returns to its original state.

Jia Dang took the handkerchief, choked for a few seconds, and said, "This is probably when they are discussing the matter of dividing the room, and they must not have reserved my share, woo woo.....

Don't tell the people in the compound about this, otherwise I really have no face at all, and I don't have to mix it up in the future.

The key is that I'm not married yet..... "No one thought that the female man who was usually in front of everyone would cry like a child, and the already uncomfortable emotions exploded at this moment.

The rouge gouache makeup is lost, and there are two deep tear stains on the face, which looks pitiful everywhere.

The stick terrier also coaxed his sister like he did when he was a child, maybe he could only do this at the moment, and he couldn't pretend to be anything else, and it seemed that even the days to come were gradually becoming accidental, and he slowly reached out and patted his shoulder gently, comforting.

"Silly girl, even if there is no welfare housing in the future, we can continue to live in the stupid uncle's house, people don't look down on the old and dilapidated at all now, let's take one step at a time....."

At this moment, an old car is parked next to the street, flashing signal lights, and the two siblings comfort each other in the car, just like when they were children, a warm picture of family affection.

A middle-aged woman in a safflower cotton jacket sat in front of a table lamp, holding a needle and thread and patches, and a patched and worn shirt was presented in front of her.