Taking advantage of the night, Jiang Yi got into the car back to the rental house.

Sitting in the taxi, the interface of the bank card balance was always lit on the screen of his mobile phone, and after a little entanglement, he transferred 300,000 yuan to the original uncle.

The original parents died in a car accident when they were young.

He can grow so big, receive a good education, learn the major he is interested in, and later be able to take the postgraduate examination for a doctorate, all because his uncle stays up in the factory all day long, and he is not idle when he is on vacation, and he goes out to deliver food to people every day.

It is to let the original body have no worries when studying.

Later, when he entered the national team, the uncle was even more proud, and he said that he thought that from then on, the original body would shine on the stage of the General Political Department.

turned out to be nameless, and after years of hard work, the salary was only enough to support himself in City A, and he didn't buy a house for his uncle until he died, and lived a worry-free life.

So Jiang Yi didn't hesitate too much to give the money.

The transfer arrived at any time, and not long after the transfer, the uncle's call came in.

"Jiang Yi, what's the matter with your money?"

The uncle's voice across the phone was a little afraid and tempting that couldn't be hidden.

For a migrant worker living at the bottom of a small county town in the fourth or fifth tier, 300,000 yuan is a huge amount of money.

It's no wonder that Uncle is so cautious.

"Don't worry."

Jiang Yi's tone was relaxed: "I participated in a large-scale performance, and I was paid a very high honorarium. ”

Uncle breathed a sigh of relief instantly, and then couldn't help but be a little happy, and then praised: "Really? Our family Jiang Yi is really promising! ”

"Don't give me money, I'll go to the bank tomorrow and transfer the money to you, I'll eat and drink well at home, I don't need anything, it's you! It costs a lot in City A. ”

"And the seniors in your regiment, teacher."

"Next year's holiday, everyone else is filial, you should also be filial, don't say anything else, don't let others look down on it!"

"Interpersonal relationships must be done well!"

Listening to the uncle's chatter on the phone, it was all about the 300,000 plan.

Originally, he didn't have much idea about the 500,000 yuan, and transferring 300,000 yuan to the uncle was not a reward.

Now listening to the uncle tirelessly teaching himself about human relations, the string of numbers on the bank card suddenly came alive.

With the money, he seems to be able to do a lot of meaningful things.

For example, make money to buy a house in City A, and then take the uncle over to live.

Jiang Yi's originally tired and empty gaze suddenly brightened, and he interrupted the other party's words.

"Okay, uncle, you don't have to go to the bank."

"Now you can transfer money directly in your mobile phone, and it didn't sound good to teach you before."

"My nephew, I have the ability now, when the time comes, I will save money to buy a house in City A, and then I will take you over to live and teach you by hand."

Jiang Yi's tone was relaxed and natural.

The original is introverted, and the uncle is also a silent type, although the two have been together for many years, they have rarely had such close communication.

The middle-aged man opposite couldn't help but be stunned when he heard such familiar words, and then burst into tears.

I wanted to say something more, but the taxi had already stopped, Jiang Yi glanced out and said to the other end of the phone.

"I'll take the money when I get home, and I'll call you another day when I'm free."

Uncle Jiang, who is in a small county town, is holding the mobile phone that has hung up the phone, and his heart is still beating.

And here, Jiang Yi returned to his small house.

A room of less than 20 square meters, with only a bed and a table and cabinet.

With that dead salary before, it was impossible to buy a house in City A.

Just such a room is still allocated by the General Political Department, but fortunately, there is no need to pay rent.

When he returned to the room, he took off his coat directly, lay on the bed groggily and fell asleep at some point, but at this time, the discussion about Jiang Yi on the Internet continued to ferment.

Countless people were shocked by this "Red Ling" that combines pop music and opera!

The number of likes of the video about Jiang Yi's singing under the official blog of "Singer" directly exceeded 100 million!

Countless people even ran to the Weibo of the General Political Department to leave messages.

"Woo, Dad Governor, I apologize for my previous ignorance!"

"Dad General Political Co., please open your eyes and look at this Chinese music scene, let a few more people come down to save it!!"

"Father of the General Political Department used to be because I had eyes and didn't know Mount Tai! Don't worry! ”

Netizens almost directly paralyzed the chief political officer Bo!

Head Ye was asleep and suddenly woke up directly by the phone call from the headquarters, and as soon as the phone was connected, she didn't even have a chance to react on the other side.

"Hello?"

"Xiao Ye, Jiang Yi is your subordinate, right?"

Head Ye was stunned by the question, blinked on the bed, and only reacted after a long while, and hurriedly lifted the quilt and got out of bed: "Ah, yes, yes, it's my subordinates, what's wrong?" ”

"I didn't know you had such a number one person under your hands!"

"Ah??!h Captain Ye was stunned.

"He's so capable!" The boss seemed to be very happy, holding the mobile phone and saying to himself: "The last time the show directly publicized our general politics!" ”

"Now a bunch of netizens have completely subverted their views on our General Political Song and Dance Troupe!"

"The leaders above are even named and praised!"

"The General Political Department's Weibo is about to explode!"

Although Head Ye didn't understand much, he caught a key word, "Weibo".

Now that I am a little sober, I can also hear that my boss is not here to ask the teacher for sin, on the contrary, he is very happy, so he immediately nodded in agreement.

"Yes, yes, yes, uh-huh!"

The superior called over, said all over the world, and finally sighed: "Hey! It's really the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves! ”

"Xiao Ye! Such talents must not be buried under your hands! ”

This sentence was a little meaningful, and Head Ye was stunned, and before he could react, the phone hung up.

Head Ye seems to have just woken up from a dream.

After hanging up the phone, I turned around and turned on the computer and started downloading Weibo.

It's just that she's old after all, and it's not very slippery to play this kind of social software, and after thinking about it for a while, Baidu is looking for someone to ask, and finally registered a new account.

As soon as the account is registered, I will start searching for the official blog of the General Minister.

In the end, the following large number of comments directly shocked Captain Ye!

She had known about the official account of the General Political Department before, and every time she posted a new work and publicity, there were only a few likes.

And now! Directly subvert the usual!

Almost every work that usually looks inconspicuous on Weibo has broken one million likes!

Even the places where you like them have turned into small flames.

Even if Captain Ye is sluggish, he can react, what is the situation!

immediately clicked into the comment area, and the comments praising Jiang Yi and praising the General Political Department together by the way were all in the bottom of their eyes, as well as the apologies mixed in them, and the pupils of Head Ye contracted sharply and froze.

Yes, is it so exaggerated?