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Chapter six hundred and thirty first day is sad

Tang Zhan looked at Zhuge Dali with complaining eyes. He really wanted to say: What are you doing so seriously?

Since Zhuge Dali has already said that it should be set locally.

Tang Zhan had to say something: "If we make up four days of extra classes, we will go bankrupt."

"I've thought about this problem too." Of course Zhuge Dali could also think of it. If five courses are calculated at 500 yuan a day, a week's income can be spent in just four days, but it is not possible to spend no money for the sake of the child.

"I have carefully calculated that if we withdraw the two thousand yuan in four times, most current current fund management service products have a daily interest rate of about 1.3%. If we withdraw the two thousand yuan in four times, we can get an extra six yuan and fifty cents."

"We are saving some money and picking up scraps every morning. At least we should have money for breakfast."

The more Zhuge Dali calculated, the more headache he got: "Save a little, make more, and your life will get better and better."

When Zhao Haitang heard that Zhuge Dali actually planned to take him to pick up scraps to make money, he once again said plan 2: "But I need notebooks and pens to make up for my classes, and the teacher has not allowed me to buy exercise books. Mom, how can I spend this money?"

Woolen cloth?"

Tang Zhan couldn't bear it anymore: "Zhao Haitang, it's boring to play whatever you do. If you calculate it like this, ten thousand is not enough, let alone two thousand. We are just an ordinary two-income family. What kind of family leads a different life? Do you think so?"

Don’t you understand?”

"If you are choosing this or that, quit Sim Family."

"Actually, you can still live a good life if you plan your life carefully." Zhuge strongly advised: "Let's do this for today. Let's think about it and try to have a solution before the official start tomorrow."

Tang Zhan didn't bother to talk to Zhao Haitang, got up and walked to the bedroom.

This time he's serious about Sim Family.

At the beginning, it was really to let Zhuge Dali understand what real life is.

When Zhuge Dali called him husband, he wanted to simulate a happy married life with Zhuge Dali.

Fortunately, Zhao Haitang has been thinking of ways to cause damage since he came back. If it were just some simple bad ideas, it would be better to say that this was the weakness of him and Zhuge Dali as parents.

in the room.

Tang Zhan and Zhuge Dali lay face to face: "Zhao Haitang is just making trouble, can't you see it?"

"Of course I can see that." Zhuge Dali has been thinking about education: "But, I think what Zhao Haitang said makes sense. As his parents in the simulated family, we should create a good growth environment for him.

According to the design, we are just ordinary employees, and we should invest more to change our children's future, instead of desperately saving money for life."

The reason why Tang Zhan couldn't do anything to Zhao Haitang was because of this: "But everything must be done in a certain way. Zhao Haitang knows the family situation, but he is still demanding too much. This is obviously sabotaging."

"Tang Zhan, I have nothing to do now. You can think of a way." Zhuge Dali thought about it and realized that in the simulated family, the only person he could rely on was Tang Zhan.

Tang Zhan almost wanted to explode. Zhuge Dali’s attitude was so serious that he seemed to be into the drama. As Zhuge Dali’s boyfriend and the husband in the simulated family, he couldn’t just do nothing: “I do have a man.

No way, but I want to ask you something, do you care about winning or losing?"

"Win or lose?"

"What win or lose?"

Zhuge Dali asked curiously.


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