"Huh?" Su Mingcheng looked at Zhu Li who had gone to bed early in the bedroom and was a little surprised, "Why did you get off work so early today?"
Julie didn't say a word under the quilt, and with her eyes closed, she didn't know whether she was asleep or not.
Su Mingcheng thought Zhu Li was sick, so he approached Zhu Li anxiously, put his hand on Zhu Li's forehead and murmured: "You don't have a fever, either?"
Julie, who was pretending to sleep, sat up from the bed a little irritably and said, "I'm not sick."
"Then why do you, a model worker, get off work so early today?" Su Mingcheng said as he walked over and turned on the light in the bedroom.
"I just got off work during normal off-duty hours." Zhu Li was the last one to leave the office in the past, but after what happened today, Zhu Li was really not in the mood to work.
So when it was time to get off work, I told Su Mingcheng and went home by myself.
When Su Mingcheng saw his wife like this, he knew that something bad must have happened, and guessed: "That means something bad happened to my work?"
"No..." Zhu Li hesitated for a moment, but finally couldn't hold back her aggrieved heart and told Su Mingcheng what happened in the afternoon.
Even though Su Mingcheng had such a bad impression of Su Mingyu, he knew that he could not blame Su Mingyu for this matter, but he still pretended to be angry: "How could Su Mingyu do this? I have to settle the score with him!"
"Are you sick? What does this have to do with her?" At best, it can only be regarded as her own bad luck.
Su Mingcheng continued to pretend to be unreasonable and said angrily: "If Su Mingyu hadn't worked at Zhongcheng, would your promotion opportunity have been in vain?"
Don't say...
As he talked, Su Mingcheng himself felt that this matter, too much money, really had something to do with Su Mingyu.
Zhu Li looked at Su Mingcheng's pretentious look and understood a little bit.
Zhu Li glared at Su Mingcheng angrily, leaned on the bed with her arms folded, and quietly watched Su Mingcheng's performance.
Now that Zhu Li has seen through it, there is no need for Su Mingcheng to keep pretending.
Instead, he realized from this incident that this might be a good breakthrough.
Su Mingcheng swooped into bed and smiled flatteringly at Zhu Li: "Do you think we should go out to a restaurant to soothe your injured heart?"
"No! It's better to save enough money to pay off dad's debt as soon as possible." Zhu Li said firmly.
"You want to pay off the debt earlier, don't you? How long can we pay back with our dead wages? I think..."
Su Mingcheng was interrupted halfway through his words by Julie who was frowning, and this time Julie was really a little angry.
"Didn't I tell you not to mention investment again? Why don't you give up?"
"I...I just said that casually."
Seeing that the situation was not quite right, and Julie was always in a state of volcanic eruption, Su Mingcheng quickly changed the subject and said: "I don't know what my eldest brother thinks of dad's house?"
"Speaking of this." Zhu Li suddenly realized that this thing still existed, "I said before that we would also give dad two hundred thousand yuan. What do you think?"
"Where are we going to find this 200,000 yuan for Dad?" If he had this 200,000 yuan, wouldn't he have used it to invest in Sister Zhou?
But Su Mingcheng still didn't dare to say the last sentence.
Julie's expression changed several times, and she took out a box from the cabinet, and then took out a bank card from the box.
"This is because when we got married, the dowry my parents gave me plus what we saved over the years, totaled 100,000 yuan in emergency money. With this 100,000 yuan, we only need to scrape together another 100,000 yuan.
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"It's not easy to get even one hundred thousand yuan..." Su Mingcheng looked at the bank card in Zhu Li's hand and his heart kept churning.
If he had the 100,000 yuan in Zhu Li's hand, he would probably be able to collect the 300,000 yuan by selling the car at worst, which would be enough to invest in Sister Zhou.
After the factory was completed, he immediately paid back the money he owed his father, and then he would have no problem buying a house for his father.
Who dares to look down on him then?
……
"Is this what you achieved today?" Wu Fei asked Su Mingzhe.
"Dad fell in love with this house at a glance. What do you want me to do?" Su Mingzhe didn't expect that Su Daqiang would be so obsessed with this five-bedroom apartment.
Even when looking at the house, he had already planned which room the four children would live in. How do you ask Su Mingzhe, the eldest brother who wants the Su family to get better, to refute this?
Wu Fei was almost in tears looking at her husband who was so obsessed with saving face and suffering, "Have you ever thought about it? Even if we barely scrape together enough for the down payment, then the monthly payments will not be cheap. What if?
, what if something goes wrong with your work?"
Su Mingzhe felt unhappy when Wu Fei mentioned this: "I haven't reported yet, why are you saying such depressing words?"
"Besides, can't I pay off a mortgage with a monthly salary of 10,000 US dollars?"
Wu Fei asked with red eyes: "What about Xiaomi and I's living expenses? Have you thought about this issue?"
Su Mingzhe frowned and said, "Aren't these your wages?"
"Next, you have to travel back and forth between China and abroad. When I go to work, I have to send Xiaomi to a daycare institution, which will cost extra money." Wu Fei told Su Mingzhe clearly.
An account.
Su Mingzhe also knew that what Wu Fei said was true, but in the final analysis, he still said the same thing: "I have discussed this with dad, what do you want me to do?"
Wu Fei was completely disappointed with Su Mingzhe, and she even had the urge to divorce Su Mingzhe.
But fortunately, she had many years of emotional foundation and the existence of Xiaomi, which allowed her to forcibly suppress this impulse.
But she also knew that it was impossible to convince Su Mingzhe, and she would have to take some extreme measures.
The next day.
Wu Fei took advantage of Su Mingzhe's visit to Su Mingcheng's house to find Su Daqiang, and went directly to Su Mingyu with Xiaomi in her arms.
However, Su Mingyu was not at home when they went there. It was Su Mingze who opened the door for them.
"I'm sorry to disturb you." Wu Fei said to Su Mingze with a little embarrassment while holding her little Mi.
"We are all a family, why are you talking about this?" Su Mingze took the luggage from Wu Fei and led her to a vacant guest room.
"I have changed the sheets and everything in advance. You and Xiaomi can live here with peace of mind during this period." Su Mingyu briefly mentioned the matter to him, but even if Su Mingyu didn't say it, Su Mingze would have guessed that it was
What's going on?
It's just that Wu Fei and Su Mingzhe have different opinions on buying a house for Su Daqiang.
"Thank you and Mingyu." Wu Fei said sincerely to Su Mingze.