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Chapter 80 77. Yi Zhonghai plotted against the three elders

Chapter 80 77. Yi Zhonghai plotted against the three uncles and broke up with each other

The two of them were discussing, and when they saw someone coming, they separated immediately.

When they got home, Jia Zhang told Qin Huairu about the plan. Qin Huairu's eyes lit up at first, and then he thought of something and said.

"Chen Zhihua is not someone to be trifled with. What if Chen Zhihua takes over our family and wants the money?"

"Want money?"

Jia Zhang's eyes turned green.

"It's money or not, it's life. I don't care if my old lady wants money, unless you step over my body."

Qin Huairu was aware of Jia Zhang's ability to cheat.

Although it felt a little inappropriate, I didn't dare to say anything else.

There was food at home these days, but Mrs. Jia and Zhang disliked the dirty things Qin Huairu brought back, so she kept tossing her.

It is also a good thing for Qin Huairu to use this matter to distract his attention.

Ding: Congratulations to the host, you have cured half of the animals in the courtyard and will be rewarded with master-level experience in porcelain appreciation.

Wei Shi was heartbroken and did not dare to rush to receive it.

Pour the cherries into a basin, wash them and place them on the dining table.

"Daughter-in-law, try this thing. My friend said it is a rare thing brought from abroad. There is only one box in the whole capital, and we take up most of it."

Chen Zhihua stared at the cherry-like fruit in the basin with wide eyes. It had a dark purple skin and was much larger than a cherry.

The products produced by Space must be of high quality, and the cherries are about the same size as walnuts.

Chen Zhihua pinched one and stuffed it into his mouth. The juice instantly exploded in his mouth. This was a feeling of happiness.

"Wow, hubby is so delicious."

"This thing is so rare and it comes from abroad. What should I do if I want to eat it in the future?"

When Chen Zhihua ate together, his IQ dropped slowly.

After finishing one cherry in a few mouthfuls, the other one was already stuffed into my mouth.

Wei Shi chuckled.

"It's okay. I just brought some here to taste it this time. If it tastes good, they will definitely find a way to get more in the future."

Just kidding, there is a forest in this Weishi space.

After waiting for a period of time, build a hill for Chen Zhihua and throw people into it to keep eating.

Chen Zhihua's eyes were full of smiles. There was only one box in the whole capital, and he had half of it.

With a whimper, he threw himself on Wei Shi.

Wei Shi was so frightened that he hurriedly opened the curtains, and the two of them were having a heated exchange of firewood, wondering who would care about the day and night.

At Yi Zhonghai's house, Yi Zhonghai groped his chin.

"There are nine people, and the family doesn't have much money."

"What are you mumbling about? If you don't hurry up and eat, there will be a hospital meeting later."

Yi Zhonghai was still scheming, and Auntie got tired of waiting and urged.

Auntie has now seen through it. At such an old age, can one still remarry after a divorce?

It's better to just turn a blind eye and make do with it.

The couple sat at the dinner table, and Yi Zhonghai was still studying.

There are only nine people in the courtyard who want to compete for a spot. Yan Jiecheng and Liu Guangtian are considered to have wealthy families.

But Lao Yan and Lao Liu are not easy to fool, and they will definitely not pay a high price to win a spot.

If we don't spread the news, many families in the alleys will have young men who are unemployed.

He only knew about twenty or thirty households, but in fact there could only be more.

But it’s not appropriate to make a big deal out of this matter. If it gets bigger, it means buying and selling.

Fortunately for Wei Shi, Chen Zhihua would definitely not ignore it and let Wei Shi in.

In the courtyard, it can be said that it helps poor families, but when it gets bigger, it starts to look like making money by using the quota of workers in the factory.

After the meal, the first uncle Yi Zhonghai asked Shazhu to quietly call out the nine neighbors in the courtyard who wanted to compete for places.

When everyone arrived, Yi Zhonghai's house was packed to the brim.

There was one adult and one child, there were 18 people in nine households, there was also a fool to maintain order, Jia and Zhang who joined in the fun, more than 20 people were in the house, and the eldest mother was squeezed out.

After briefly controlling his official position as a senior official, Yi Zhonghai said in a high voice.

"Look, there are so many people trying to compete for this spot, and we only have a few neighbors in our hospital."

"I thought about it and decided to use another method to determine the quota."

"Otherwise, it's all about your neighbors. Whoever votes for you and who doesn't vote for you will easily hurt the feelings between neighbors."

After saying the beginning, the first man, Yi Zhonghai, saw that no one objected and nodded with satisfaction.

"Then it's like this. It costs two to three hundred yuan to buy a place in the factory from outside. Our hospital definitely doesn't have to spend that much."

"Each of us will do what we can, and whoever pays more will get the quota."

"The money saved is considered as the welfare provided by the hospital to the residents. The money spent is managed uniformly by our hospital. If any family is in need, we will use the money to help those families."

As soon as he finished speaking, the second uncle Liu Haizhong's eyes widened.

"Lao Yi, why should we spend money on quotas in the courtyard? We're afraid of offending the neighbors, so we can just vote by secret ballot at the worst."

"I don't want to spend this money."

The third uncle, Yan Bugui: "I also feel that this is inappropriate. It is easy to compete maliciously."

Jia Zhang didn't want it anymore. The money was all in her family's pocket. How could it be possible that it would be gone when it came to her mouth?

"I said, second uncle and third uncle, you won't even spend some money, just like finding a job for your son, right?"

"You are the masters in charge of the courtyard. If you talk to your neighbors, who won't support you two?"

The third uncle, Yan Bugui, and the second uncle, Liu Haizhong, were a little embarrassed. They actually took advantage of the meal to visit a few places that didn't require a quota.

Jia Zhang's words really fooled a few people.

"Yes, you two are the masters of the courtyard, so you should spend money to compete."

"Who dares to offend your two families? Let's just decide that it's your family's fault."

The aunt at the door listened and sighed.

This matter was attributed to Wei Shi, and a group of people did not mention Wei Shi at all.

Others couldn't understand the quotas in the hospital and the benefits of the compound, and she couldn't tell that this was Yi Zhonghai's plan.

Deliberately weakening Wei Shi's existence, Yi Zhonghai took advantage of it?

She sighed, she was just an old woman, as long as she had enough to eat, why did she care so much.

The room was quickly divided into three camps, one wanted to spend some money to do practical things, and the other was hesitant because they didn't want to spend money and were afraid of the pressure from the two stewards.

Led by two stewards and a somewhat free-spirited Zhou Zhenrong, they firmly refused to pay.

Zhou Zhenrong finally understood that he had neighbors who had no money and no good relationship, so the quota could not go to him.

He just makes trouble. If he can't get better, others don't feel comfortable either, so they make trouble.

Two groups of people in the room were arguing endlessly. The three uncles were rushing in front. When it came to money matters, the second uncle Liu Haizhong and the third uncle Yan Bugui were smarter and more calculating than anyone else. What's more, the third uncle Yan Bugui still had money.

The principle of life is to be poor if you don't know how to be poor.

After all, the third uncle, Yan Bugui, was a teacher. He was very literal when he spoke, and he would quote a few verses from scriptures from time to time.

Soon there were so many people that Yi Zhonghai was speechless.

Yi Zhonghai wants face, but Jia Zhang doesn't care about face.

She just wants money.
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