"Tsk, tsk, tsk! Fang Ling, although your career is not very successful and your son has little potential, I am still quite touched by your mother's heart."
"Well, I still have a house in the newspaper alley. It's a little run down, but it's barely livable. For the sake of our old colleagues, I'll rent it to you for a thousand yuan a month!"
After saying that, a noble lady followed up and said: "Why don't you thank Sister Juan quickly? If that house is based on the market price, it will cost 3,000 yuan a month!"
This makes the Jiang family beg for food on the spot!
Seeing his wife being humiliated like this, how could Jiang Rong bear it?
At this time, he stood up and roared: "That's enough! What are you showing off? Yes! You are very rich! But our Jiang family doesn't need your charity!"
Faced with Jiang Rong's roar, Zhang Juan rolled her eyes.
"Jiang Rong, what's your name? I thought you were a doctor within the system? Now that you don't have that job in the hospital, you are nothing in front of me! Pay attention to what you say!"
"Pay attention? Zhang Juan! Don't think I don't know what you think! Aren't you just jealous that my wife was a better teacher than you back then? Aren't you just jealous that the bonuses from that year were always given to my wife? Let me tell you!
No matter how rich you are or how poor we are, everything we get is earned by ourselves! Not by our children! We rely on others!"
Jiang Rong's words directly lifted Zhang Juan's fig leaf and made her angry.
"Hey! Jiang Rong, this is crazy for you. You are poor and you are proud, right? I can rely on my daughter! So what? You want to rely on your son but you can't! This prodigal son of yours has destroyed your family in the past two years.
Not to mention that all the money was gone, and you were sent to a mental hospital, tsk tsk tsk! Is this what you are proud of?"
"Shut up!"
At this time, Jiang He couldn't bear it any longer and roared loudly.
Immediately, his murderous eyes flashed with anger, and Zhang Juan looked at Jiang He's ferocious eyes and was so frightened that she dared not move.
At this moment, a young girl wearing black trousers and a white shirt walked over.
Her name badge reads Sales Manager.
She is Zhang Juan's daughter, Yang Lili.
"What are you doing? How is it appropriate to yell at our Chaoyangju sales department?" Yang Lili frowned and scolded her with dignity.
Behind her, Cui Xiaoyi followed.
"Lili, don't worry about these unqualified people. Country people are country people. No matter how long you live in the city, you can't change the bad nature of country people!" Zhang Juan said with a strange tone.
After listening to Zhang Juan's words, Yang Lili looked at Jiang He and others.
"Who are they?"
Cui Xiaoyi, who was behind him, quickly replied: "Manager Yang, they are just here to make a living! They are not here to buy a house at all! There are three of them, one is unemployed, one is a street sweeper, and the other drives a rental house. They cannot afford the house here!
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After hearing that the other party had no background, Yang Lili also sneered: "Oh, do you think this is a free canteen? Get out of here! We don't welcome people like you in Chaoyangju!"
As the manager of Chaoyangju's sales department, Jiang He was extremely unhappy that he had such an attitude towards his customers.
"Get out? Who do you think you are? Are you worthy of letting us get out? We are customers! Is this how you treat customers?" Jiang He said angrily.
"Haha, only those who can afford a house here are called customers! Can you afford a house here?" Yang Lili asked, crossing her arms.