Not to mention Lingling's testimony, even if the King of Heaven comes, Zhong Jiawei will not believe that her husband has really changed so much. A person who usually doesn't hold a soy sauce bottle overturned will cook by himself? As for going to an amusement club to sell balloons to make money?
, Zhong Jiawei didn’t believe a word of it.
Lingling was stunned for a moment, and then said: "I didn't lie, really..."
Zhong Jiawei came over and without saying a word, grabbed Lingling and slapped her butt twice, angrily saying: "What did I tell you? No matter what the reason is, you can't lie. If you lie, you will be beaten!"
Lingling was caught off guard, panicked and aggrieved, and cried out: "Mom, I didn't lie, I didn't lie..."
"You still don't admit it!" Zhong Jiawei was even more angry.
Her raised hand was caught by Jiang Zhihao before she could hit her more.
"It's none of her business." Jiang Zhihao said, "If you don't believe it, you can hit me."
"Do you think I dare not!" Zhong Jiawei was so angry that she slapped Jiang Zhihao on the face. The tears she had been holding back since yesterday finally flowed down. She pointed at Jiang Zhihao and cursed hysterically: "How are you torturing me?"
I can do that, but why should I bring up my daughter? She doesn’t usually lie, so I let you take care of her for a whole morning and she learned it! What on earth do you want to do? Do you have to force us two to death? "
Zhong Jiawei's anger made Jiang Zhihao even more silent. He knew that the bad impression he had left in the past was so profound that Zhong Jiawei would not believe it no matter what he did. Even Lingling suffered an unreasonable disaster.
"I'm sorry." Jiang Zhihao said.
"Don't tell me you're sorry again! I don't want to hear it, it's disgusting!" Zhong Jiawei covered her face, rushed into the bedroom, and closed the door hard.
His wife was crying in the house, his daughter was crying outside, and the atmosphere at home made Jiang Zhihao realize that it was more difficult to change these things than he thought.
He sighed and went over to hold Lingling in his arms.
The little girl was so wronged that she hugged his neck and refused to let go: "Mom said I lied, but Lingling didn't lie..."
"I know." Jiang Zhihao patted her gently and comforted: "Mom is just tired and needs time to rest. Once she has rested, she will be fine."
The next morning, breakfast was still prepared, but Zhong Jiawei only took a look at it and left.
Jiang Zhihao has already been mentally prepared for the cold war between husband and wife.
After dinner, Jiang Zhihao took Lingling to the kindergarten, and then went to the wholesale market to buy a bunch of balloons.
Then, he went to the seafood market and found a stall owner selling Boston lobsters. He told him that he needed a large amount of Boston lobsters and asked the stall owner to collect them and come to pick up the goods tomorrow.
The stall owner was very happy. Boston lobster is considered a high-end ingredient, but it is not as easy to sell as crayfish. After all, the price is too expensive and is not the main target of the working class.
It's a good thing for vendors like them that there are people who are willing to eat the entire Boston lobster in the seafood market at one time.
The reason why the Boston lobsters in the seafood market were sold out was because Jiang Zhihao clearly remembered the news reports from the past two days. At the Yuye Hotel in the city, all the Boston lobsters in stock died due to the mistakes of the kitchen staff. And that will happen tomorrow.
, there was a luxurious wedding banquet, and those Boston lobsters were one of the dishes.
Yuye Hotel's execution was not good enough. When the general manager decided to send people to the seafood market to buy Boston lobsters, they found out that another hotel had bought part of it just an hour ago, so they were unable to replenish sufficient quantities.
The person in charge of the wedding banquet was a very well-connected person. Because of this incident, he became furious and put the Yuye Hotel in a terrible state. Not only did he pay a large sum of money, but he almost closed down.
What Jiang Zhihao has to do now is to prepare for a rainy day and collect Boston lobsters first and sell them to Yuye Hotel tomorrow.
In the evening, Jiang Zhihao took Lingling to the amusement party just like yesterday.
This time he prepared some food for Lingling in advance. The little girl ate and watched, and helped sell balloons from time to time. She enjoyed it very much.
There were nearly ten times more balloons than yesterday, and the sales speed today was not too slow. By about nine o'clock in the evening, they were all sold out.
Having an extra nine thousand yuan in his pocket made Jiang Zhihao feel more at ease. It at least proved that his prediction of the future was correct.
At around ten o'clock, Jiang Zhihao took Lingling back home.
As soon as she entered the door, she saw Zhong Jiawei sitting there with a gloomy expression. When her father and daughter came back, she stood up and cursed at Jiang Zhihao: "What on earth do you want to do! Where did you take her!"
"Dad took me to sell balloons..." Lingling weakly defended her father: "We made a lot of money."
"You lie again!" Zhong Jiawei glared at her, scaring the little girl so much that she immediately covered her butt.
"She didn't lie. We did sell balloons. This is the money we earned tonight." Jiang Zhihao said, showing Zhong Jiawei the cash in his pocket, as well as the WeChat and Alipay income on his phone.
There wasn't much cash, less than two hundred yuan, and most people paid electronically.
Originally, Zhong Jiawei was in an unusually bad mood today, and she waited at home until ten o'clock without seeing her daughter. She was so angry that she wanted to skin and rip Jiang Zhihao out. But now, looking at the total income of 8,900 yuan in her account, she was full of
His face was stunned.
For this family, the income of nearly 10,000 yuan is already considered a great blessing.
It wouldn't be surprising if Zhong Jiawei got the bonus herself, but she really couldn't believe that her husband had made so much by selling balloons.
"What on earth did you do? Why did you take your daughter with you? Did you lie to others?" Zhong Jiawei questioned angrily.
Jiang Zhihao smiled bitterly and took his daughter because there was no one at home to take care of the children. How could he think of using her to deceive others?
"Whether you believe it or not, or think that I have done something, I will be able to earn enough money tomorrow to help you pay back the company's fine. In addition, the money for Lingling to go to kindergarten is almost enough," Jiang Zhihao said.
Speaking of fines, Zhong Jiawei's momentum immediately weakened. She sat back on the sofa with a heavy face and covered her face with physical and mental exhaustion. After a while, tears flowed down her fingers.
Jiang Zhihao was anxious and asked quickly: "What's wrong? The company is pressing you? If it doesn't work, you take the money first and pay back as much as you can. If it's not enough, I'll find a way."
"You think of a way? What can you think of?" Zhong Jiawei suddenly let go of her hand, crying and shouting hysterically at Jiang Zhihao: "Even if you rob a bank, can you rob a hundred and fifty thousand in one day! Don't talk to me again.
No, I don’t want to hear it!”
Jiang Zhihao was stunned for a moment, "150,000? Isn't it 10,000?"