Jiang Zhihao didn't speak, but it was impossible for Zhong Jiawei to follow Shao Hailan and agree, not to mention there were so many outsiders here, why would they talk about this.
She said unhappily: "Mom, is there something that we can't talk about later? Zhihao still has important things to do, and I don't have time to listen to you."
"What important thing can he have?" Shao Hailan curled his lips and said: "I'm not telling you, you still have a fruit fishing shop. I heard that the business is very good now, you can make thousands of dollars a day, right? You are in the shop
He is very busy, so he is just playing cards with others. If you don’t tell me, and you don’t let me tell you, then who else will be in charge of the family! You girl, you have nothing to say about me, so you might as well take good care of your man!"
"That's right!" A neighbor woman echoed: "Weiwei, don't say Auntie is too talkative. In this family, there must be someone who can talk effectively. You said you are so busy every day that your hands are getting calluses, Xiao Jiang
You're still wandering around outside every day, doing nothing. Even if you have some money now, you can't just sit back and have nothing."
"I also feel that gold and silver mountains are not as good as my own green waters and green mountains. If there are no ambitions and ideals in life, what's the point? Xiao Jiang, you have to learn more from Jiawei, but you can't do it any more
It’s like before.”
Several middle-aged women criticized him incessantly. In their mouths, Jiang Zhihao has become a man who only eats soft food.
Zhong Jiawei really couldn't stand listening to it. The money to open the fruit shop was all given by Jiang Zhihao, and he was the one who raised her up.
Besides, Jiang Zhihao didn't go to the fruit shop because he had more important things to talk about.
For example, taking Zhong Jiaxi to discuss advertising, or accompanying Ji Zimo to buy paintings.
Jiang Zhihao showed Zhong Jiawei the 10 million remuneration given by Ji Zimo before, without hiding anything.
My husband can earn 10 million casually. Isn’t it better than working in a fruit shop?
No matter how you make money, you can make money. Zhong Jiawei doesn't think it is the best choice to stay in one place.
So, she couldn't help but said: "Mom, you don't understand, Zhihao is very capable of making money..."
"I don't understand? I've eaten more salt than you two have eaten. If you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer a lot. Don't be stupid all day long!" Shao Hailan snorted and said to Jiang Zhihao: "Also
You, don’t think that you can do anything now that you have some money. That money was obtained by good luck, and it is not earned by real skills. If you keep doing this, Weiwei will divorce you in the future, and I won’t stop her!"
When she heard that Shao Hailan even mentioned the divorce, Zhong Jiawei was a little panicked.
My husband has changed so much. Compared with before, it is like a day and a day.
She had never thought about divorce before, and she certainly didn't want it now.
And regardless of whether what Shao Hailan said is true or not, talking about divorce will always hurt feelings if you talk about it too much.
Jiang Zhihao was "besieged" by several people and always remained silent. The more silent he was, the more panicked Zhong Jiawei became.
At this moment, Zhu Meizhen suddenly came forward, unexpectedly took Jiang Zhihao's arm, and asked with a smile: "Brother Jiang, do you want a divorce? That's good. I was thinking that if you don't divorce, I will
It’s not good to be with you.”
Zhu Meizhen's behavior stunned everyone. Even Jiang Zhihao didn't expect that this girl would suddenly come out like this.
After Shao Hailan was stunned for a moment, his face immediately darkened and he scolded: "Who are you and what are you doing in our house!"
"It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that your family doesn't seem to welcome Brother Jiang. I'm quite happy. If your family really doesn't want him, then I'll reluctantly accept him." Zhu Meizhen said with a smile.