In the end, Wang Guobin even gave the more than 20 boxes of tapes in his travel bag to Jing Jian. Those tapes were genuine Hong Kong products, and they were the latest albums of the Hong Kong music superstars. At the end, Wang Guobin mysteriously reminded Jing Jian: "You must hide it well, the photos on the cover are too..."

When Jing Jian looked carefully, he immediately laughed and cried. He was just a sexy dress and a sexy look. He was against the ones with color? However, thinking of the still conservative environment in the mainland, Jing Jian smiled and said nothing more.

After thirty years of drinking, Wang Guobin quietly took out two thick envelopes and pushed them to Jing Jian. He looked at Jing Jian guiltily: "Da Jing, given by Lao Dou, there is no other intention, and there is no intention of looking down on him. Just... Thank you!"

Jing Jian looked at it with a squinted eye and found that the thickness was 2,000. So he grinned and said, "I'm not pretentious, I'm short of money." He really gave me a pillow. With so much money, he didn't need to borrow it everywhere. To brothers like Wang Guobin, there is no need to pretend to be hypocritical and be polite for the sake of face or something.

Jing Jian understood that this was thanking him for saving his life. But I really couldn't remember it. It seemed that this didn't happen in my previous life? Maybe I was confused when I was drinking or was worried about my face, so I refused?

Seeing Jing Jian accepting the money happily, it seemed as if a big stone had fallen. Wang Guobin smiled and raised his glass: "Damn!"

"Damn it! Hey, take it easy."

After losing my worries, the atmosphere became more active. Jing Jian asked with a smile: "Your rich man? So much money? Maybe in half a year, I will come to work in Guangdong. Do you have a job?"

"Really?" Wang Guobin was overjoyed. "My family is short of people. You can drive and deliver goods. The salary will not be less than 200 yuan, all food and accommodation are included, and there is also commission. Let's work together."

"Haha." Jing Jian was even more relieved. If he failed the college entrance examination, he would have a way out. "Then let's say yes, contact us and wait until the family's business is done."

"What a problem!"

Obviously, Wang Guobin was very generous and the driver was willing to pay 200 yuan as soon as he drove. The price was astonishingly low at this time. The salary of hundreds of yuan could be considered high. The household with a annual income of 10,000 yuan was already similar to the top richest man at the level of the local richest man.

Suddenly, Jing Jian remembered Wang Guobin's future: "I forgot to remind you that you have many thoughts in doing business, so don't be deceived, especially in foreign trade."

Wang Guobin didn't care, but was proud: "Dajing! You mean that? Brother Bin is the one who does business? You definitely can't do it! Haha."

"Hmph, blow it! Be careful." Seeing that Wang Guobin disagreed, Jing Jian stopped.

The two drank and chatted until evening, and snored on the bed all night. The next day, Wang Guobin took the first bus and left, and Jing Jian returned to his home at noon...

...

Today I have to rush back to the county town, so I seized the time and Jing Jian raised his leg to his father-in-law's house.

As soon as he entered the yard, a three or four-year-old girl rushed over and spoke eloquently: "Uncle!"

"Be good!" Jing Jian bent down with a smile and hugged Zhao Xia's eldest niece Zhao Di.

In his previous life, when he heard that he had made a fortune, Zhao Xia's three brothers were like dog skin plasters and immediately posted them over. Just to see Zhao Xia's face, Jing Jian gave the scene, stuffed a few spots randomly, and paid for their whole family. Perhaps there was such a factor that made Zhao Xia do whatever she wanted to live with Jing Jian.

But later it was too much. Since Jing Jian had no descendants, the three brothers became interested. Not only did they instigate Zhao Xia, but they also let her nephews wander in front of her every day, making Jing Jian so disgusting. On the contrary, Jing Jian liked this niece Zhao Di very much.

Later, Jing Jian was also annoyed, so he complained to Zhao Xia privately: he would leave all his property to Zhao Di, and not leave a penny for the Zhao boy. However, this was just complaining. Jing Jian's property was also Zhao Xia's. He knew in his heart that by then, Zhao Xia would always favor the boys in her parents' home.

Jing Jian was about to take out five pieces and put them in Zhao Di's pocket when he saw Zhao Xia's sister-in-law Liu Jinmei pulling her brother Zhao Yong over. Liu Jinmei pushed Zhao Yong, and Zhao Yong mustered up the courage: "Brother-in-law, just come back? The third sister has sent her away? Well... she, did she say...?"

Jing Jian understood as soon as he heard this. It turned out that he was thinking about his own land. Jing Jian smiled and said, "I have discussed it with Xiaoxia. You will continue to plant the land, and you will harvest it for the production. You will return it after the autumn harvest!"

Seeing that the two couples were so happy to agree, they were a little surprised. However, after a while, Liu Jinmei seemed to remember something again, and actually stepped forward and said anxiously: "I don't care about the water bill or the withdrawal of money."

Jing Jian sneered in his heart, and he was still getting more and more aggressive. You planted his land, but you didn’t pay a penny, but you still had to pay taxes for you? So he said coldly: “Let’s talk about it.”

There is still some scheming at this point. I'm already ready to break off a relationship with Zhao Xia. Do you still care about the Zhao family? There is no need to talk nonsense at all, and I don't want to fight hard. I just want to do it perfunctorily.

"Is it Xiao Jian?" Finally, the voice of his father-in-law Zhao Jinhe came from the house, "Then come into the house!"

After returning Zhao Di to Zhao Yong and his wife, Jing Jian walked into the Zhao family slowly. As Zhao Jinhe pointed at the tobacco pot in his hand, Jing Jian smiled and sat down opposite Zhao Jinhe. Without saying a word, he handed over a stack of money: "Uncle, this is 200 yuan this year. I want to know something. I have more than half a year before the autumn harvest, so I have nothing to do. I signed up for a cultural cram school in the county town, and I will go tonight. I will live in the county town in the future." Jing Jian did not want to make a big fuss about taking the college entrance examination, so he simply called the high school re-class cultural cram school.

Before, Zhao Jinhe was a little worried, for fear that the land he wanted was going to make a big deal and would cause gossip from the villagers. But unexpectedly, Jing Jian agreed very readily, so he was quite satisfied. Now he saw the 200 yuan again, and he was even more satisfied. However, after hearing Jing Jian's words, Zhao Jinhe relied on his seniority: "Cultural cram school? Read more books, that's good. Just live in the county? Do the village cadres know? Yesterday you didn't go home, and the branch secretary had already asked you several times. Don't cause any trouble."

Jing Jian smiled and took out a bag of cloud smoke left by Wang Guobin, opened it and handed it out: "Don't worry, uncle. Before leaving later, I will explain it to Secretary Li clearly. There is another thing I want to ask you. Are the textbook notes left by Xiaoxia still there before? I will take them away together."

"Everyone is here." Zhao Jinhe didn't care about those things at all, and it also took up more than a box. And he had more important things, and wanted to say to Jing Jian, "Xiao Jian, since Xiaoxia has married you, some things we parents shouldn't care about, but some things we have to say."
Chapter completed!