Jiang Zhihao did not respond, leaving Jiang Rongjing to describe the beautiful life in the future.
If he were to know that the person next to him had reached an agreement with Jiang Zhihao and was ready to live a good life without him, he would probably be angry to death on the spot.
When Jiang Xiujing returned to Laining, she did not go home, but went directly to the hospital.
She thought for a long time along the way, but she still didn't understand why Zhong Jiawei and her daughter could make so much money.
How can I earn hundreds of thousands by just shooting some commercials or a two- or three-minute short film? I have worked hard for a whole year and only earned 1.8 million.
When I arrived at the entrance of the hospital, I happened to meet my eldest sister Jiang Hongyan.
Jiang Hongyan works in a state-owned enterprise, which is said to be an iron rice bowl. In fact, she only earns a few thousand yuan a month to work, but she only gets a pension when she gets old.
Although she didn't earn much, she was very proud. She felt that she had the best job and the highest education among the family. She graduated from high school, which was considered a high degree of education in her time.
For example, Jiang Rongjing was only in junior high school, and Jiang Xiujing was even worse. After finishing elementary school, she went to work with her parents.
Her sense of superiority made Jiang Hongyan feel that it was unreliable for Jiang Xiujing to earn 1.8 million a year, and that one day the factory would go bankrupt and she would have to drink from the northwest wind.
Seeing her little sister now, she asked: "Just came back?"
"Well, I just got off the high-speed rail, and Lao Ma didn't come with you?" Jiang Xiujing asked.
"He has so many things to do, how can he run around like us every day?" Jiang Hongyan said.
The two chatted and entered the hospital. On the way to the ward, Jiang Hongyan asked about Jiang Zhihao.
Jiang Xiujing hesitated for a moment and did not speak too clearly. She only said that after going to Rongcheng, she left without saying a few words to Jiang Zhihao.
Jiang Hongyan frowned when he heard this: "Why is this kid so rude? After all, you are his elder. Not to mention treating guests to dinner, you should at least meet him more often. He is so cold-blooded. I will help you teach him later!"
"Don't!" Jiang Xiujing shouted quickly. Seeing Jiang Hongyan looking over with a surprised look, she felt a little embarrassed and said, "Actually, we haven't seen him for ten years. It's normal to be a little strange. Maybe it will be fine after we get familiar with each other.
Besides, hasn’t he come back to help with treatment now, which shows that he still has a conscience.”
"It's his father who has given birth to and raised him for so many years. If he doesn't come back, who will come back? This is what he should do!" Jiang Hongyan said: "Your business is your business, he is the junior.
You should be polite to your elders. It’s true that his mother died early and no one taught him! Didn’t I hear you say before, is he married? His life is not very good? Look, an rude person, think
It's hard to make friends, and I can't live a good life. I don't know what kind of woman she is, who would blindly marry him."
Listening to Jiang Hongyan muttering something unpleasant, Jiang Xiujing wanted to plug her ears.
She regretted that she should not have immediately sent what she learned to the family WeChat group after going to Rongcheng.
Not long after, the two arrived at the ward, and after asking around, they found out that Ward 02 was a single-person special care unit.
Seeing that the ward is full of various instruments, even though I have never stayed here, I understand that it must be very expensive here.
Jiang Rongjing was drinking porridge under the waiter of Jia Dongxiang, and he did not forget to say to Jiang Yucheng: "Chengcheng, learn from your mother, see how good she is."
These words were obviously meant for someone. Jiang Zhihao sat on the sofa and turned a deaf ear. Jiang Rongjing snorted angrily.