Chapter 70 070: Di, the betrothal gift for Zhao Bao has been delivered (1st update)

The boy in the sunshine lowered his head obediently and asked her to take the collar, not to move around, and to be good with her hands.

"Lead."

"Business leader."

The business leader opened his eyes and saw Jing Zhao: "Did you just call me?"

She heard someone calling her, twice, but she didn't know whether it was in a dream or outside a dream, or which one was in a dream and which one was outside a dream.

"Yeah." Jing Zhao said, "We're here. It's cold in the car. Let's go back and sleep."

The business leader gathered his thoughts, sat up, and saw a blanket covering his body: "Did I talk in my sleep?"

"No."

Jing Zhao got out of the car first.

The business leader was a little annoyed. She shouldn't really be asleep, but should pretend to be asleep, so that she could lean on him naturally.

She smoothed the blanket, folded it, and put it behind the car seat. Then she arranged her hair and clothes, got out of the car, and went to the passenger seat to get her camera bag.

The chauffeur has already left, and it is now one forty in the morning. The businessman fell asleep too early, and he doesn’t know how long the car has been driving.

She handed the camera bag to Jing Zhao: "Here."

Jing Zhao just watched.

She urged him: "Hurry up."

He reached out and took it, opened it and looked at it. It contained the 4392 lens.

"Where did you buy it?"

"An old photo studio in Beijing North Gate."

There is only one photo studio in Beijing North Gate, and this lens belongs to Lao Bi's collection.

Jing Zhao looked at her and said, "This lens is difficult to buy."

The businessman said lightly and simply: "Hello, the shop owner, if I like it, sell it to me." She opened the bag, revealing the inner buckle made of rubies, "And I have the ability to make money."

Lao Bi said: "The person who came to buy camera lenses was a young girl who was very sincere. She spent more than an hour in my shop, wiping the table and sweeping the floor. She was such a good uncle. I really couldn't bear it."

"The girl said that that lens is her boyfriend's favorite. She plans to buy it and use it to propose. I can't ruin her marriage, right? I can only reluctantly part with it."

She doesn't like to do housework at home, but she has the patience to clean tables and sweep floors.

Jing Zhao did not expose her: "How much?"

She became unhappy when talking about money: "I don't need any money, I'll pay it to you."

Jing Zhao woke up from alcohol and was not as easy to talk to as before.

"I broke the lens myself, you don't need to pay for it."

The businessman's attitude was very firm: "But it's because you hugged me that you want to compensate me."

He corrected him seriously: "I'm helping you."

Business leader: "..."

What a disappointment, this man!

At this time, you should give him an emoticon: [Stop talking and kiss me]

The business leader didn't want to reason with him at all: "Anyway, it was broken because of me. I should compensate you. I bought everything. If you want it, just throw it away."

She left him and went to the elevator.

It was so late, there was no one else in the garage, the surrounding was too quiet, and the footsteps were very obvious, so Jing Zhao did not follow him. The business leader entered the elevator first and pressed the button for the 18th and 19th floors respectively. She poked her head and looked outside.

Blocking the elevator door from closing, she waited for a long time and when he didn't come, she let go of her hand angrily.

Just when the elevator door was about to close, Jing Zhao came in.

"What took you so long?"

"I forgot to take the medicine." He gave her the bag containing the medicine, "Twice a day, go back and apply it yourself."

The business leader took it and said, "Oh."

The elevator door closed and began to rise at a constant speed. The business leader stood on the inside and Jing Zhao on the outside. There was a pair of reflections on the door, one on the left and one on the right, one tall and one short.

The business leader took a step forward and stood side by side with Jing Zhao: "When you want to take pictures of me in the future, use this lens."

"This lens is not suitable for portraits."

"That's it, then we can only——"

Jing Zhao said: "It can be adjusted."

His eyes fell in front, not sure whether he was looking at the elevator door or the shadow on the door.

The business leader smiled happily: "Thank you, Teacher Jing."

She was very obedient when she called her Teacher Jing, like a good student.

"I'll wait until I owe you a favor." He doesn't owe favors easily, and he doesn't make promises easily. He broke the rules by agreeing to take photos with her.

"There will definitely be a chance." The business leader assured.

When we arrived at the 18th floor, the elevator door opened. Before Jing Zhao went out, he left a message: "Go to bed early."

He got off the elevator, closed the door, and the elevator continued to rise. After a few seconds, it stopped at the nineteenth floor.

The business leader carried the bag of medicine and skipped home. Oh, Jing Zhao is a good veteran cadre. He either goes to bed early or puts on more clothes every time.

The next day was a sunny day.

The funeral home was not busy in the morning, and there were no special bodies that needed plastic surgery.

The business leader put make-up on an old lady. The old lady died at the age of ninety-two, and it was considered a funeral. Maybe because it was a funeral, there was no one crying outside when the make-up was being put on.

The old lady had four sons and one daughter. I heard that she was in good health during her lifetime, with no illness or pain, and she fell asleep.

Because she left suddenly, the old lady's property didn't have time to be distributed.

The second child said: "Three houses, how should we divide them among the four of us?"

The third child said: "That's easy. Just sell the house and get a discount."

The boss's wife said: "We can't sell it. I heard that the Tongzi Building will be demolished next year. How can we sell the house at this time?"

"The Tongzi Building is a self-built house. If it is demolished, it is estimated that we can get several sets of commercial houses." The old lady has only one daughter and is the fourth child. "I want one."

The fifth son is the youngest son: "Fourth sister, the house matter has nothing to do with you."

"Why does it have nothing to do with me?"

"Your son's surname is not Xu."

The fourth child didn't seem to be short of money, and the bag in his hand was not cheap: "Legally, I still have the right to inherit."

In fact, the old lady and her children are doing fine.

Sister Zhou said that the old lady sold steamed buns. Her husband’s surname was Xu and she owned two stores. The old lady was widowed when she was young. She supported her five children in college by selling steamed buns. The fifth child even went abroad to get gold plated.

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"Are you saying this because you want to file a lawsuit with us?" As soon as Lao San said these words, the atmosphere reached a freezing point.

The fourth child looked unhappy: "I'm just making a suggestion."

The second daughter-in-law interjected: "I don't know yet whether it will be demolished or not. I estimate that it won't be demolished that quickly. Tongtong will go to junior high school next year. Let's live in the school district room first."

That school district house is the old lady’s most expensive property.

The eldest daughter-in-law was the first to rush out: "Why did you move in first?" Once you move in, how can you move out again?

"My mother promised me when she was still here that when Tongtong goes to junior high school, she would let us move there."

The eldest daughter-in-law was very angry: "How do we know whether mom agreed or not? Mom didn't write a will, so whatever you say is what you say."

"Sister-in-law, what do you mean?"

The noise from behind became more and more fierce.

The old lady has a five-year-old great-grandson who came here today. He was playing with a ball in the corridor and the ball rolled away.

The little great-grandson didn't pick up the ball, so he went to close the door. Because he was not tall enough, he could reach the doorknob of the body's dressing room with his tiptoes. He closed the door and said, "You guys are arguing too loudly. Grandma will hear it."

The adults were arguing and no one listened to the children.

The director of the funeral home is a theist, and the business leaders heard him say that after a person dies, the soul will not leave so quickly, but will follow the body.

The old lady must have heard what the child said.

"Don't quarrel. Grandma will be unhappy if she hears it."

Yeah, I heard that.

The sound of quarreling was also heard.
To be continued...