78. Two uncles backhand Yi Zhonghai

"If you don't want to pay, then vote. Let me see who dares not to vote for my Jia family. If you don't vote for me, I will die in front of his house."

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Jia Zhang with wide eyes.

The third uncle, Yan Bugui, thought before that Jia and Zhang were just watching the fun, but who would have thought that they would come out to compete now.

He joked: "Jia Zhang, what are you talking about? Do you still have people of the right age in your family who need to work?"

"Banggen is still in school. It will be a few years before Banggen reaches age."

Jia Zhang doesn't care about this.

"My dear grandson is still young, can't I let him occupy my old wife?"

"In a few years, it will be a problem for my dear grandson to find a job. The quota is for the compound. Why can you fight for it and my Jia family can't fight for it?"

Mrs. Jia Zhang herself felt aggrieved and wanted to roll around as soon as she sat down on the ground.

Fortunately, there were many people in the room, so he was immediately dragged to his feet.

The third uncle, Yan Bugui, and the second uncle, Liu Haizhong, discussed it and had no choice but to agree to spend money to compete for a spot.

This old godly woman is not a good person. She talks nice things to others, gets her hands on the quota, and sells it to others for money.

Third Master Yan Bugui: "Congratulations first, First Master."

After Yan Jiecheng disappeared, the third uncle Yan Bugui returned to the house and gave the second uncle Liu Haizhong a reassuring look, and they continued to watch Yi Zhonghai's performance.

A young guy who came back first said, his face full of unwillingness.

"Do you know?"

"Dad, please bid, what are you waiting for?"

When you become the senior official in the courtyard, this is the highest talker in the courtyard. Money?

The second uncle Liu Haizhong glanced at Yi Zhonghai's house.

"Since everyone has agreed, let's talk about it with money. We want to go home and discuss it as soon as possible. The quota is here."

The third uncle, Yan Bugui, is still thinking about money, while the second uncle, Liu Haizhong, feels that he can completely move to Yi Zhonghai this time.

"Old Liu, you are still taller."

"What if Wei Shi finds out about this and doesn't want to donate the money?"

Yan Jiecheng wanted to ask more questions, but Yan Bugui had already kicked him.

"Xie Cheng, go to the street office now and see who is on duty and call over immediately."

"That definitely can't be like this. The money must be shared by both of us, and we can't let them share it."

The second uncle glanced at his son from his bangs.

When the Jia Zhang family makes trouble, no one will have a headache.

"After all, I am a seventh-level worker in the factory. The only apprentice in your Jia family is Qin Huairu. You are so fat, how dare you blame me?"

"Our family can hardly afford to eat coarse grains. What's wrong with donating them to our family?"

"Didn't you see Mrs. Jia Zhang singing harmony with Lao Yi today?"

"Don't talk about losing face. There is no boss in charge of this house now. If you want a place, just pay for it!"

The third uncle, Yan Bugui, gasped after hearing this.

"Wait outside."

The second uncle, Liu Hai, sneered and stopped talking. He gave the third uncle, Yan Bugui, a look. The third uncle, Yan Bugui, understood and took Yan Jiecheng out of the house.

After discussing it, the two returned to the house.

Liu Guangtian was so anxious that he scratched his head and ears.

"Since no one has spoken, I will say a few words. I hope everyone will give me some face for this quota. I want the thirty yuan. Don't donate this money to poor families."

I was still complaining a little bit about Wei Shi, why he was so incompetent that he was able to get two places, and one place was given to an outsider like Lou Xiao'e.

"bid?"

Yi Zhonghai was afraid that Mr. Jia and Zhang would say something wrong, so he hurriedly answered: "This money is not meant for the Jia family. Every family is in trouble, and when the time comes, this money will be used for emergency purposes."

"Old Yan, we seem to have been fooled."

"Hurry up, I don't have time to explain to you."

"Master, my family has no money, so I will give up this quota."

After a while, the price was increased to more than 80. At this price, it has basically reached the limit.

"The logistics quota is different from other places. People in Weishi honestly don't know the benefits. Everyone knows what the benefits are."

The second uncle, Liu Haizhong, clasped his hands behind his back: "Well, I'm sorry, we will be the first uncle in the courtyard in the future."

But he doesn't want to bid. If he bids too much, he will lose money, and if he bids too little, he will be embarrassed.

The people in the room had already made bids, all at an extra fifty cents, but they couldn't stand the crowd.

"Wei Shi's wife is very powerful, how can she still make Wei Shi suffer?"

The third uncle Yan Bugui's eyes widened: "What's going on? Why have you been fooled?"

If the Jia Zhang family really wants to make such a fuss, the quota might really fall into the hands of the Jia Zhang family.

After waiting for a while, the second uncle Liu Haizhong said that the room was too stuffy and dragged the third uncle Yan Bugui out of the house.

"The quota belongs to our compound. How about using this money to give everyone in our compound a meal, and the rain and dew will be shared equally?"

Wei Shi is just a fool. When he becomes a master, he can do whatever he wants.

Wei Shi: Does this quota really belong to the compound?

Jia Zhang was unwilling for a moment: "Why should we eat together in the courtyard? Look at how fat you have become. Do you need a bite to eat?"

Can't we just let Wei Shi find another spot?

"Money, money, money, you know money."

The second uncle coughed twice in his bangs.

Liu Haizhong didn't know where the confidence came from, so he slapped Liu Guangtian.

Hearing this, two families left the house directly to go home to discuss.

One person quits, leaving eight families.

The third uncle, Yan Bugui, lifted the frame of his glasses. He was the head of his family.

Second uncle Liu Haizhong: "I share the same joy, second uncle."

"Eighty-five yuan and thirty-two cents, that's all my family has. If anyone pays more than this, I'll just give up, right?"

Who wants to be taken advantage of? Even if you join the factory, your monthly salary is only a dozen yuan. If you spend half a year's salary to buy this quota, it's okay, but if it's more, it's hard to say.

"Let's do this first for a while, and then we'll do this again."

He was not sure a few times before, but this leverage is so big that he can definitely defeat Yi Zhonghai.

How is it possible? When the comrades from the sub-district office come, we can get it for Yi Zhonghai. What is not ours?

"Besides, a quota is not a small amount of money. It can cost a few dozen dollars at least, or hundreds of dollars at a high cost. Are people willing to donate it?"

The second uncle Liu Haizhong glanced at Jia Zhang with disdain.

"Yi Zhonghai said nicely and donated money to poor families in the courtyard, but in the end, didn't they all end up in the Jia family?"

The third uncle, Yan Bugui, nodded repeatedly and gave a thumbs up.

The few people who stayed in the room obviously had this intention.

Arrived at the door.

"This quota was given to me by the stupid boy Wei Shinai. Lao Yi sold it for money without even asking Wei Shi to come over."

After waiting for a while, several people who had gone home to discuss the matter also came back.

"You still say I'm fat, but what have you done eating?"

Liu Guangtian ran away angrily.

A corner in the yard.

A man with half-white hair said helplessly.

With this money, his family will really suffer from the northwest wind this month.

Mrs. Jia and Zhang almost nodded for Yi Zhonghai.

Just as Yi Zhonghai was about to speak, Yan Jiecheng opened the door and came in with two people.
Chapter completed!