Being scolded as a spoiler, Fubao was spoiled by his five uncles

Because the little parrot was very smart, Jiang Qian kept playing with it, making the little parrot talk and laugh. She even wanted to hold the little parrot to sleep at night.

Mrs. Xu coaxed the parrot away for a long time and put it into the cage made by Xu Shu.

The next day Jiang Qian went to the city and took the little parrot with her.

There were no medicinal materials to sell, so it would be unsightly to go to Manager Zhang empty-handed, so Jiang Qian took a pheasant to the city to give to Manager Zhang.

On his first day at work after the new year, Manager Zhang didn't expect Jiang Qian to come. When he saw a pheasant in Jiang Qian's hand, Manager Zhang suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"General Manager! This is my New Year's gift to you." Jiang Qian handed the pheasant to Manager Zhang.

Manager Zhang: Why am I afraid to answer the call?

"Brother, this is the pheasant we shot yesterday. You can take it home and make soup to drink." Seeing Manager Zhang's politeness, Old Man Xu said.

"Okay." The little girl came all the way to bring her over. In fact, Manager Zhang didn't dare to refuse. He also expected this little ancestor to help him identify the medicinal materials.

Jiang Qian smiled and said, "General Manager! I already wish you a Happy New Year, why don't you wish me a Happy New Year?"

Manager Zhang's heart trembled. He knew that it was difficult to get the little girl's things. Is it too late to throw them back now?

"I definitely wish you a Happy New Year." Without any other words, Manager Zhang took out a red envelope and gave it to Jiang Qian.

Seeing that the owner had received a red envelope, the little green parrot, which was dozing on Xu Song's shoulder, lit up and said imitatingly: "Happy New Year! Happy New Year!"

Jiang Qian pointed at the little parrot and said, "General Manager! It also wishes you a Happy New Year."

Manager Zhang thought that I didn’t have bird food, but he heard Jiang Qian say: “It also likes red things.”

So Jiang Qian got another red envelope.

The little parrot stared at the red envelope, but Jiang Qian put the red envelope into his pocket. Niao Jiabai was not willing to give up.

"Happy New Year! Happy New Year!" the little parrot cried again.

Jiang Qian said embarrassedly: "General manager! He is not satisfied with your red color."

The implication is that one red envelope is not enough.

Manager Zhang twitched the corner of his mouth. The red envelope was taken away by your little ancestor. He will never be satisfied.

But the little ancestor spoke up, and Manager Zhang’s third red envelope had to be cheated.

Jiang Qian was not a black-hearted person, so she just gave up and said, "Little bird spirit! I'll buy you bird food when you get back."

A pheasant in exchange for three red envelopes was worth it to Jiang Qian.

"Little girl, are you just here to wish me a happy New Year?" Manager Zhang asked nervously.

"No, we have other things to do."

Jiang Qian glanced at Xu Shan and asked, "General manager, is there any noble person who forgets things a lot?"

Knowing what Jiang Qian was referring to, Manager Zhang smiled and said, "I haven't forgotten it. I've always remembered it."

"Just remember, I'm afraid the general manager will forget about my uncle's work."

Manager Zhang wanted to scold himself for not being noticed for showing off in front of his little ancestor that day, and he always felt that the matter was not over yet.

"I knew that the general manager has a very broad network. He can not only solve my uncle's work issues, but he can also help solve other things."

"Do you have anything else to do?"

Manager Zhang complained in his mind that the little girl had so many household chores. Did he really think he was omnipotent?

"Yes, something happened. Our family is going to build a house." Jiang Qian said happily.

Manager Zhang didn't realize the meaning of Jiang Qian's words, and said funnyly: "Little girl, you don't want my help to build a house for your family, do you? I can't."