"As for my salary, if there is any surplus, it will be used to pay for other expenses. Take a look, is there any problem?"
Zhao Dong smiled bitterly, "What I should do is making money to support my family. Are you making it look like a negotiation?"
"Sorry, I'm used to it."
"By the way, the things you bought today cost you a lot of money, right? How much is the total? I'll reimburse you first!"
"It didn't cost much. You know what our company does. We cooperate with those brands. Since I opened my mouth, I naturally won't give me a high price."
Sophie insisted on not wanting it. Although the items were not expensive, the sum of them was still a large amount of money.
She definitely couldn't afford the money at the moment, but it was her first visit and she didn't want to be too shabby.
Take today for example, I came home late and made the whole family wait for several hours. If I hadn't used gifts to relieve the resentment in my sister-in-law's heart, it would have been a lot of trouble again.
Maintaining interpersonal relationships may seem simple, but it also requires financial support.
Therefore, this time the financial account was taken out of the company's accounts and reimbursed in the name of purchasing gifts.
She rarely used power for personal gain, and this time she had no choice but to do so.
"What about Mom's gift? It's not cheap, right?"
Sophie joked, "I collected those in the early years. This time I borrowed flowers to offer to Buddha. Now you ask me to buy them, but I can't afford them."
"Thank you!"
Zhao Dong was so moved that he tolerated Aunt Mei in every way for Sophie.
Why didn't Sophie adapt to everything for him?
"Okay, why don't you go to bed at night and come to my place?"
Sophie felt a little uncomfortable and looked away.
Zhao Dong nodded silently, "Call me if you need anything."
He turned around and exited the room, sighing in his heart that life under the same roof begins today.
Fortunately, Sophie is slowly changing and he is slowly adapting to the role.
The only thing that gives me a headache is work.
Zhao Dong has never made up his mind as to whether he should continue the work at Diyuan.
When Kong Yue called today, he told Section Chief Wang to give him two more days.
But can Jiang Ying defeat Sun Weidong in two days?
He's not sure.
...
The next day, Zhao Dong got up early and performed a set of military boxing on the roof.
I haven't exercised for a long time, so my skills are a bit rusty, but it's okay and my body can handle it.
Looking at his slightly bloated lower abdomen, Zhao Dong couldn't help but smile bitterly. It seemed that he would have to pay more attention to his eating habits in the future.
"It's so comfortable here, ha, and there's a rising sun, so beautiful!"
Sophie also followed, stretched out her body, revealing her curves, and the afterglow of the sunrise fell on her face.
Her skin was already smooth, and she was as holy as a fairy at this moment.
Zhao Dong was stunned when he saw it.
Sophie noticed his gaze, bit her lip and asked, "What are you looking at?"
Zhao Dong blurted out, "You are so beautiful!"
Sophie raised her chin proudly, "You don't have to say it!"
The atmosphere was good, and Zhao Dongzheng wanted to develop further, but was ruined by the reckless Zhao Xiaoman.
"Sister Su, it's time to eat!"
"Smelly boy!" Zhao Dong muttered and followed him downstairs.
Since he joined the army, he rarely went home. A simple breakfast brought back memories of his childhood.
Steamed buns, soy milk, fried dough sticks, and my mother’s homemade pickles, paired with a bowl of soft porridge, it’s no exaggeration to say it’s a delicacy in the world.