Porcelain industry leader

Gu Qingchi's mind was spinning rapidly. To be honest, he hid a lot of things from his father, ranging from dropping a bowl to hiding money. As long as there was a certain possibility of being scolded by his father, he would choose to hide it.

He is different from other children. Since he was a child, he didn't have the concept of "seek dad if something goes wrong", and some only have the idea of ​​"don't tell dad if something goes wrong".

The only thing that can make dad really pissed off is money.

Dad said "all the time", so it wasn't what happened in the past two days. Before that, I had been hiding from my dad about money, big things...

Several key words flashed through his mind: bald man, thirty thousand, Song Yu...

As for why he missed Song Yu, he himself was not very clear, probably because Song Yu was also involved in this matter.

"You're getting more and more courageous now, aren't you?" Gu Jian stretched out his hand to poke his chest, every time he hit it hard, "You're really getting stronger and stronger!"

Gu Qingchi didn't speak, the water in the cup spilled out, he raised his foot to avoid it, and then put the cup back on the table.

The water in the kettle was boiling hot, and the two drops that splashed on his hand just now were so hot that he frowned.

"Is it because I haven't taught you for a long time that your skin is itchy?" Gu Jian punched him below the collarbone. His father had practiced it before. After this punch, his left shoulder was almost numb.

"No." Gu Qingchi clenched his fists and tried not to rub his shoulders. The more painful he was, the more motivated his father was. This is the experience he has learned over the years.

"What the hell is going on with the baldy's 3 yuan!?" Gu Jian pointed to his nose and said, "You'd better explain it clearly to me on one, five, one, ten today, otherwise you won't even think about stepping out of this door !"

After the weather got warmer, the business of the fruit shop was getting better and better. Song Yu waited for a while on the opposite side of the road before seeing a car driving away. He immediately turned around and stopped in.

There were still several people wandering around in the store, my uncle was busy packing fruit gift boxes, my aunt bowed her head and happily counted the small coins, Song Yu smiled and brought out the things in the back seat.

"Uncle, aunt." Song Yu greeted.

"Huh?" Uncle turned around, "Xiao Yu is here."

My aunt put the counted money into the cash box and said with a smile, "Why, did you bring me afternoon tea again?"

"Yes." Song Yu smiled and put the things on the cash register.

My aunt opened the box with a look of astonishment, "What is it? Duck eggs?! What are you buying this for?"

"A few days ago, a customer gave it to us. Each of our team got a box of sea duck eggs. They said it was a specialty of their hometown. I don't drink porridge very much, so I will use it to honor you." Song Yu took out another small box from his pocket. , "And this, I owe you a birthday present."

"Oh, you're insane! The one who asked you to come over for dinner, you didn't even come to eat and you gave him some gifts. There's something wrong with that!" His aunt thumped his arm, "You're wasting money again!"

"It's because I didn't come to cheer that I picked something to make amends." Song Yu smiled and pushed the small box over, "Quickly see if you like it, if you don't like it, I'll change it for you."

My aunt untied the navy blue ribbon, and inside the box lay a piece of warm and smooth jasper, shaped like a drop of water, with a gold-rimmed inlay on the outside, simple and generous without losing its aura, and I fell in love with it immediately.

"It's beautiful!" My aunt picked up the necklace and looked at it carefully. The more I looked at it, the more I liked it. My uncle also dropped the fruit and came to watch, "Oh! It's beautiful! Xiao Yu has a good eye!"

"Put it on if you like it." Song Yu said with a smile.

"Reluctantly," my aunt put the jade pendant into a locked drawer, "I've been busy in the store all day long, and I lost it after moving it around. I'll wear it when I go out for a wedding."

"Fine, whatever you want," Song Yu was overjoyed, and glanced back, "Is there any pineapple? Peel me a pineapple and eat it, I'm a bit thirsty."

"Yes, yes, a batch of Good Farmer's just came in, and they are very sweet," the uncle opened a huge cardboard box, "and the shredded pineapple that just arrived in the morning, do you want to try it?"

"What the hell? Tear by hand... pineapple?" Song Yu was a little shocked. It was hard for him to understand how the words "tear by hand" and "pineapple" were put together.

"Yes, just tear it up and eat it," the uncle picked up a pineapple with a knife, cut off the head, tore off a piece of flesh and handed it to him, "Try it, it tastes like milk, very sweet."

"Okay," Song Yu took a sip, and stared in surprise just like the first time he ate the braised bamboo shoots made by Gu Qingchi, "It's super sweet! It's delicious!"

The aunt smiled at the side, "Snack guy, you have to like to take two back home."

"No need," Song Yu waved his hand, "It's too big, I can't finish it by myself."

"Look, look, it's not good to live alone. It's inconvenient to cook a meal or something. If you cook too little, you can't finish it." My aunt shook her head and tsk tsk tsk.

"I come over to eat when I want to eat, and it's only a few steps away." Song Yu knew that if he continued to talk about his aunt, he would definitely have to talk about his partner, so he quickly changed the subject, "Uncle, why are you packing so many gift boxes?" ?”

"A company has ordered more than 30 boxes of things. It is estimated that they are benefits for employees during the holidays. I will send them to people later." The uncle moved boxes of wrapped gift boxes into Ivecoli.

Song Yu hurriedly put down the pineapple, "I'll help you."

Gu Qingchi frowned and stood by the sink, turned on the faucet to the maximum, and kept rinsing his right arm with cold water.

His entire forearm was almost reddened by boiling water, as if he hadn't applied sunscreen for a week of military training at [-] degrees, and it was in stark contrast to the skin on the inside.

Fortunately, the long-sleeved sweater I wore today didn't burn the skin, but the back of the hand was a bit miserable, it was like burning pain, and based on past experience, it was estimated that it would blister in a few minutes.

When he decided to hide the 3 yuan from his father, he knew that such a day might come, but he didn't expect this day to come so unexpectedly.

He thought that at least he would wait until this matter was completely subsided, and then he would be mentioned at a certain dinner or inadvertently. Then the limelight had passed and the matter had been settled, and his father would at most scold him a few words.

I didn't expect the situation to be so dire.

It was probably because my father was still holding back the resentment he had suffered in the past few days, and now he let it out in one breath.

"Don't think you can fly when your wings are stiff, I can know your every move," Dad said to him before leaving the house, "You stay here honestly! Let me find you again Doing things without telling me is not as simple as it is today!"

He didn't know who told Dad about taking the order privately. When Dad learned that he got nearly 2 yuan but didn't tell him, his whole body was on fire.

"What about the money?" Dad asked.

He didn't want to involve Song Yu, so he just said that he gambled and lost all the money.

Dad probably burst into anger when he heard that the money was gone.

He doesn't know how to write this word, but at that time, such an idiom flashed through his mind.

When Li Hong took the order before, he promised that he would not tell his father.

But who knows, the people around him are all wearing masks, and if they get stabbed one day, they don't even know who it is.

In the end, he didn't dare to mention a word to his father about finding a job.

Dad's meaning was obvious, and he would never allow himself to be out of his control, partly because he was worried that he would be in danger, and more importantly, money.

Hey.

Root of all evil.

Gu Qingchi stood and poured cold water for several minutes, but the burning sensation on his hands still didn't ease in the slightest.

He went back to the house and took the keys and wallet, ready to go out to buy a burn ointment to apply.

The mobile phone received a text message from the restaurant: Mr. Gu, are you still here for the interview today?

Gu Qingchi sighed, and poked the buttons with his left hand one by one: I'm really sorry, I won't go.

A little irritable.

When Song Yu asked about this matter, he didn't know what to say.

Very sorry.

It was the first time someone was willing to help him like this, but in the end he chose to give up.

I wonder if Song Yu will blame him.

Will you be disappointed?

Gu Qingchi walked to the pharmacy dejectedly, his arm was almost numb with pain, three blisters appeared on the back of his hand, and one appeared on the joint of his index finger, which made him unable to bend his fingers at all.

When passing by a fruit shop, I heard a woman shouting at the top of her voice, "Are you reasonable? Will the watermelon fall by itself if you put it here? I know you didn't mean it, so I don't want your full payment." If you lose, I'm not happy to let you pay a little bit of the cost price, so you can just ask someone on the way, who is in charge of this matter!"

Gu Qingchi turned his head and glanced, a man with a beer belly who wanted to roll his T-shirt over his shoulders was arguing fiercely with the proprietress.

There was a cracked watermelon on the ground. What the two of them said probably meant that the man dropped the watermelon, and he was unwilling to pay for it, so he blamed the proprietress for not putting it away properly.

He has seen such shameless people a lot. If he is in a good mood and free, he might go up and help the proprietress. After all, this thin proprietress is definitely not the opponent of the beer belly in a real fight.

But now he is in a hurry to buy burn ointment, the back of his hand hurts so much that he wants to amputate his limb.

Because I kept turning my head to watch the show, I bumped into a car within two steps.

"Ouch, fuck!" He couldn't help but swear.

Why are you so recited today!

He bent down and rubbed his thigh, and saw the small snowflake-shaped crystal pendant on the front of the car.

Very familiar.

I must have seen it somewhere, and it was only in the past few days.

He glanced down at the license plate.

Song Yu!

Song Yu's car!

Now that his legs didn't hurt and his arms didn't burn, he poked his head around to look for Song Yu.

"If you do this again, I'll call the police!" The proprietress of the fruit shop was so angry that her voice was shaking, and her beer belly smashed several watermelons again.

The proprietress tremblingly picked up the mobile phone on the table.

Gu Qingchi could tell that she was afraid, and she also knew that she was no match for that man.

The two little girls who were still picking fruit in the shop were so scared that they all retreated ten meters away.

"Call the police, call the police! See if the police are quicker or I am quicker!" The beer belly dragged the apples, mangoes and oranges on the counter to the ground.

fuck!

What a fucking bitch! !