Zheng Shipeng's expression froze. Li Hui knew that he had him under control. Normally, Zheng Shipeng would always take advantage of his boss's cousin and often pay for dinner. The money was definitely not his own. As for where he got it, it must have come from his errand.
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Normally Li Hui would not mention this, because when Zheng Shipeng spent money, he also had to eat and drink, and only a fool would tell the truth.
"Don't slander me," Zheng Shipeng waved his hand, "take him away quickly, Li Hui, have you forgotten our relationship? Don't harm me!"
Li Hui sneered: "What's our relationship? We have a good relationship, so just lend me the money."
"It's not that I don't want to lend you money, I really have no money!"
"He really has no money," Zhao Qingsong said to Li Hui, "He even lent the money for the goods to a friend yesterday, saying it was an emergency."
"Help!" Li Hui didn't care who Zhao Qingsong was, and retorted as soon as he heard this. Zheng Shipeng also refused to help him. He was very angry, pointed at Zheng Shipeng's nose and shouted, "Zheng Shipeng, you are such a dog, see you
He refused to save him, huh! He even said he would borrow the money to help others in an emergency! Bullshit! He just used it to gamble! Hahaha! He lost everything! I watched him run away with his tail between his legs at the scene!"
Zhao Qingsong suddenly smiled, looked at Song Xianping, and said: "I'm going back first. By the way, I think he may not be suitable for driving a tractor. Sometimes he has to collect payment. Who knows whether he will lose it or borrow it next time?
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Zhao Qingsong's words made Zheng Shipeng jump up on the spot: "Brother Zhao! No, this is my fault. Give me a chance."
Zheng Shipeng is not a fool. What Zhao Qingsong says may not count, but his cousin Song Xianping probably thinks about it. If he says this, Zheng Shipeng will not be able to keep his job at the pig farm. Even if he can stay, he will definitely have to give him the tractor job.
Someone else!
He won't!
How majestic it is to drive a tractor!
On market day, he could even drag girls from the village out, not to mention getting many envious looks along the way!
Wang Qiong was not happy either and stared wide-eyed: "What are you talking about, nephew, just ignore him! You must know what Shi Peng is like, he is your cousin, you don't care what outsiders say...
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Song Xianping held his breath, holding both sides, and shouted: "That's enough!"
Wang Qiong was stunned for a moment, then assumed the posture of an elder and wanted to have a good talk with Song Xianping: "Nephew..."
Zhao Qingsong sighed and stood up to leave.
Zhao Qingsong is not interested in the subsequent farce.
But the last words he left behind had a clear meaning:
Song Xianping had to handle the payment of goods by himself, and Zheng Shipeng could never drive the tractor in the pig farm anymore. As for Li Hui's problem, Zhao Qingsong had no intention of paying attention to it.
The next day, Zhao Qingsong brought Song Xiaoshan over directly.
Song Xianping was a little confused. He didn't expect that Zhao Qingsong would bring Song Xiaoshan back. His face hurt, and he gritted his teeth and retorted: "He, Song Xiaoshan doesn't know how to drive a tractor."
Zhao Qingsong curled his lips: "I know it now."
Song Xiaoshan was delivering goods in the city yesterday and saw Zheng Shipeng separated from his friends outside the casino. Zheng Shipeng had a bad look on his face, and he knew at a glance that he must have lost.
Then when Zheng Shipeng's friends walked past him, Song Xiaoshan happened to hear it. They were wondering why Zheng Shipeng had so much money to spend, and then they talked about the pig farm...
Song Xiaoshan thought that since he left the pig farm, the old employees with whom he had good relationships had complained to him about Zheng Shipeng's arrival, and every time something went wrong with the payment.
It was related to the pig farm. Even though Song Xiaoshan was no longer at the pig farm, he ran to tell Zhao Qingsong.
Only then did Zhao Qingsong go to the pig farm and meet Zheng Shipeng giving money to Song Xianping.
Despite this, Song Xiaoshan did not expect that Zhao Qingsong would bring him back to the pig farm to work. He was still wondering on the way here. Now that he was standing in front of Mr. Song, Song Xiaoshan knew that he represented Zhao Qingsong's face.
He raised his chin and said confidently: "Yes, I can drive a tractor now!"
Some time ago, Song Xiaoshan listened to Zhao Qingsong's words and immediately arranged to learn tractors. Not long after he finished learning, hey, he came back.
Sure enough, what Brother Song said was right!
Wang Qiong was not willing to take the money, so Song Xianping had to take out the money himself to make up the account, which cost several hundred yuan. In the end, he forced Zheng Shipeng to write an IOU. If it was not paid by then, he would take the IOU to the police!
Moreover, Zheng Shipeng can no longer drive a tractor. Song Xianping asked him to write an IOU, which meant that he did not give Wang Qiong face. It would be difficult to maintain this kind of relationship.
Song Xianping had a terrible headache, so Zhao Qingsong brought Song Xiaoshan back. Song Xianping did not dare to say anything more and could only keep Song Xiaoshan.
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Cao Liangyu’s homework is suspected of plagiarism.
Plagiarism is a serious problem in creation!
Another work that was plagiarized was Wang Aizhen’s design!
Teacher Ana called the two of them to the office: "There are too many similarities between your two works. Who used other people's designs? I have said more than once that when we design works, we would rather not write them than plagiarize other people's ideas.
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Cao Liangyu was confused: "I didn't plagiarize. How could I plagiarize?"
"It's impossible for me to plagiarize!" Wang Aizhen vowed from the side, "Even if it's plagiarism, it must have been copied from me by Cao Liangyu. She didn't learn how to do it before and hid Senior Li Rong's design draft and destroyed it!"
"You!" Cao Liangyu was ashamed and angry when this matter was brought up, "You weren't the one who instigated it in the first place!?"
"Who do you blame for being stupid?" Wang Aizhen rolled her eyes and curled her lips.
"Okay, don't talk about the past anymore." Ana laid out the two people's works.
"Look, our works are completely different." Wang Aizhen looked over, her eyes changed, and then quickly said, "Our works just look a bit similar, but in fact they are very different. Maybe it's because we all have the same teacher.
The works that came out are just partially the same.”
Ana shook her head, slightly disappointed: "It's true that we have the same teacher, but you are independent individuals. How can you be so similar with your own thinking?"
Cao Liangyu saw Wang Aizhen's design clearly, his eyes widened, and he exclaimed: "Isn't this what I drew?"
Ana looked at Cao Liangyu doubtfully, who took a deep breath and pointed at Wang Aizhen's manuscript: "This is the version I originally planned to submit..."
Wang Aizhen's eyes were a little panicked, and she said: "But you didn't hand it in, who wouldn't say anything? I also said that you copied mine. Yours is obviously a simplified version of mine. Maybe you took it back and changed it?"
Cao Liangyu was already very sure that the other party had plagiarized her, but she didn't know how to prove it. She was so anxious that she didn't know what to do, so she suddenly thought: "Teacher, I can prove that this is my original manuscript!"