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30. To build bridges

He Zhaodi didn't say much, but just pulled Xu Zhigang outside the door, took out a cloth bag and handed it to Xu Zhigang: "I borrowed this from my parents' house. They are not rich either, so I scraped together more than 20,000 yuan...

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"Yes." Xu Zhigang took the cloth bag and nodded, "In addition to the 20,000 yuan I collected earlier, I will think of a way. If it doesn't work, I will sell the house..."

Xiangcheng didn't see Chu Feiyang when he came out. He originally wanted to call him, but found that he didn't know his phone number at all. He just assumed that he had gone back and didn't take it seriously. He turned around and walked back, just when he heard the loud noise.

My uncle and aunt didn't care much about the conversation and ran over in a hurry: "Uncle, no, where will you live after selling the old house? Also, Xiaohao will take the college entrance examination next year, so he must have a quiet environment.

ah……"

When Xu Zhigang got married, he rebuilt eight houses on his grandmother's original house. Grandma lived in three rooms by herself. Although there were two courtyards, there was a moon door on the middle courtyard wall.

It was also convenient to take care of the elderly. Later, after she and her mother came back, they lived in her grandma's house.

"But your grandma's surgery cannot be postponed." Xu Zhigang also knew that selling the house was not an option, but where could he borrow so much money?

"Yes, Chengzi." He Zhaodi also nodded, "It's important to save your life, we will build the house slowly later..." She was originally a simple woman, and she got along well with the Xu family over the years, "Not to mention there are three more

The house is livable..."

"Thank you, aunt." Xiangcheng thanked her uncle's family from the bottom of her heart. She had never disliked them, mother and daughter. "It's just that I've said it. I can't sell it. Also, don't tell Xiaohao."

Regarding grandma's illness, let him go to school with peace of mind, and I will figure out a way to deal with the money..."

At this moment, the doctor came over, opened the door and entered the ward. The few people didn't care about anything else and hurriedly followed in.

"The old man's examination results are out... The best treatment at present is to bridge..."

"Then arrange the surgery as soon as possible." At this moment, Chu Feiyang, who had never appeared, suddenly walked in, carrying a few lunch boxes in his hand, "Money is not an issue."

Everyone was stunned.

"Chengzi, this..." Xu Meihui couldn't help but pull Xiangcheng, who had not yet recovered.

"Hello, aunt, my name is Chu Feiyang." Chu Feiyang was very generous.

"H-Hello." Xu Meihui stuttered a little.

"Mom, he, he is my boss." Xiangcheng finally came to his senses. Although he was unwilling to do so, he couldn't find a better way to say it.

"Auntie, the dried radish you made is delicious." Chu Feiyang smiled incomprehensibly.

"The person who went to the house that day was his assistant." Xiang Cheng added.

"Oh, hello, Mr. Chu." Xu Meihui laughed immediately.

"Don't worry, the company will pay for the surgery and subsequent expenses." Chu Feiyang raised his eyebrows at Xiang Cheng, "Of course, it won't be in vain, it will be deducted from Xiang Cheng's salary..." He said

It is very reasonable and reasonable, "As the chief secretary of the company, she is indispensable..."

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Thank you dear, thank you dear 11 for the red envelope!


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