Reverse Rebirth 1990

Chapter 1164 1181 [Your IQ is simply cut off from the people]
"Okay, Jin Sanshun, come out, I want to eat!"

Suddenly, President Song yelled at her from outside.

Jin Sanshun didn't dare to refuse, so she lowered her head and walked out dejectedly. She habitually took a napkin to help Song Zhichao wrap it up, and then helped Song Zhichao pack the rice, set the chopsticks, and open the wine—all of which she usually did. work.

Song Zhichao was used to being served like this, but no one was serving him, so he couldn't eat now.

No way, capitalist life is so corrupt, it is easier to corrupt people.

Song Zhichao took the bowls and chopsticks, and everything was ready. When he turned his head, he saw Jin Sanshun, the little nanny who looked like a mourning concubine, standing beside him.

Song Zhichao couldn't help it: "Can you smile?"

"I'm sorry, President, I can't laugh."

"Then don't put on a sullen face! How can I eat when you are like this?"

"Then I'll stand by the door and call me when you need anything."

"No need, that's the virtue wherever you stand."

Song Zhichao asked Jin Sanshun to continue to stand beside him and began to eat.

Sure enough, the dishes I fry are fragrant, and the 30-year-old Moutai is full of mellow fragrance.

But when Song Zhichao turned his head and saw Jin Sanshun's face, his original joy was halved.

"Ahem, Sanshun, can you stop being so sullen? You can think about some happy things!"

Kim Sam Soon: "..."

"For example, you see, the president, I made such a sumptuous meal today. I must not be able to finish all the meals. Wouldn't it be cheaper for you later?" Song Zhichao earnestly and kindly tempted.

Kim Sam Soon: "..."

Still has a bitter face.

Song Zhichao also felt that this reason was a bit far-fetched, if eating leftovers from other people's food was considered happy, then there would be too many happy people in the world.

"Why don't you imagine that today is the day when your mother, Pu Chunhua, started working. Shouldn't you be happy for her?"

Kim Sam Soon: "..."

Song Zhichao added: "Okay, how about this, I promise you, seeing that you usually have a hard time shopping for vegetables, I will send you to learn to drive, and I will pay for it. When you get your driver's license, you can drive to buy vegetables at that time ..."

Kim Sam Soon: "..."

With a look of astonishment, there was also a look of surprise on his face.

Song Zhichao thought that his trick had worked, and said triumphantly, "Aren't you happy?"

Jin Sanshun immediately restrained the surprise that had just surfaced: "I can't be happy."

"why?"

Jin Sanshun glanced sadly at the LV bag that was hanging in the courtyard, wrinkled to dry.

Song Zhichao followed her gaze, and then said: "I think such a good thing should be dry-cleaned..."

Kim Sam Soon: "..."

Then he burst into tears, "Why didn't I think of that?"

Yes, it can be taken to dry cleaning, maybe it can be salvaged even better.

But now, it was directly washed by myself, and it was wrinkled. Is this still LV?Almost a diaper!
The more Jin Sanshun thought about it, the more heartwarming he became, and the louder he cried.

Song Zhichao looked at the little nanny Jin Sanshun who was crying profusely, and for the first time felt that the president seemed a bit talkative.

……

Song Zhichao didn't know how he was halfway through eating next to Jin Sanshun's bitter face. At this time, the phone rang, but it was Quan Wulie, his personal driver.

On the phone, Quan Wulie reported to Song Zhichao some information that Song Zhichao asked him to find out with the help of his colleagues in the police.

After hearing the information, Song Zhichao put down his chopsticks with a solemn expression, and said to Jin Sanshun, "Clean up, I have something to deal with." After speaking, he got up and was about to leave.

Although Jin Sanshun was in a bad mood, he still didn't forget his duty. He immediately took out his coat and put it on for Song Zhichao, and then took out his leather shoes and put it on for Song Zhichao.

During the process, Song Zhichao didn't say a word, and his expression became more and more serious.

Jin Sanshun knew that something serious might happen, so he didn't dare to play petty temper again, and hurriedly waited for Song Zhichao to leave.

When Song Zhichao walked to the gate, he saw that Quan Wulie was already waiting outside.

Song Zhichao nodded to Quan Wulie, then walked outside.

At the gate, the babysitter Jin Sanshun respectfully bowed to President Song Zhichao's back and said, "I wish you a happy work!"

……

After sending off President Song, the little nanny Jin Sanshun returned to the living room.

At this moment, the entire living room was empty.

Needless to say, she was free again.

The Korean-style courtyard, which was originally very lively, seemed very quiet.

Han Jiaren, who lives in the roof tower, is developing very well now. She works one after another and earns more and more money. She doesn't know when she will become popular.So she didn't come back to this tower room very often, and even if she came back, she didn't make any noise, unlike before when she went upstairs to rattle and rattle with the little nanny Jin Sanshun.

Her mother, Pu Chunhua, also went to work in the Song Corporation, and it seemed that she had applied for the job.

That's right, with President Song's help, how could he not be able to apply for the job?
Now only I and the laurel tree in the yard are left in the whole courtyard.

The laurel tree has also begun to bloom, exuding a delicate fragrance, as if telling the world that I am not idle, and I am also working hard.

only myself--
Jin Sanshun looked at the diaper-like LV bag that hadn't dried yet -- low education, no hard work, and always thought he was a petty bourgeoisie, but in fact he didn't know what to buy.

Ah, so depressing!

Jin Sanshun sat at the dining table a little weakly.

Then--
She saw a table full of abalone's fin belly.

Then, she whetted her appetite.

They are delicious and precious things!
Do not eat more waste!
Do not eat white do not eat!
Jin Sanshun picked up the chopsticks and devoured them hungrily.

Ugh, it tastes so good!
Sure enough, they are all precious dishes, and they taste delicious.

Jin Sanshun's mouth was full of greasy food, happiness quietly flooded his cheeks.

"No, no! I can't be so happy, so happy, I should pray and pray for my almost dead LV bag --- Amen, forgive me!" Jin Sanshun took another bite of abalone, er, delicious!

While eating, Jin Sanshun saw the bottle of Moutai wine worth tens of millions of Korean won.

"Why is this wine so expensive?" She was full of curiosity.

Unable to bear it, Jin Sanshun brought the wine over, and took the small wine glass that Song Zhichao had used, and said in his heart, "Pour a small glass and try it, it should be fine."

A small glass of white wine looks sticky.

Jin Sanshun picked it up, took a small sip, and immediately frowned, it was too spicy and unpalatable!

It was a happy thing to drink secretly, and to drink such an expensive wine, but now, Jin Sanshun felt that the wine was too bad to drink.

"It's not as good as red wine, but why does President Song like to drink it so much?" Jin Sanshun became curious again.

So, she took the chopsticks, dipped a little white wine into her mouth and smacked it.

"Oh my god, it's still very spicy!" Jin Sanshun said hurriedly, flapping his mouth.

"But... why do you still want to drink?" Jin Sanshun took out his chopsticks and dipped it again, sucking it.

This taste... strong and hot, but it seems to be very mellow, and it seems to go well with rice.

Unable to bear it, Jin Sanshun took a piece of vegetable and swallowed it in one gulp.

This kind of wine and food feeling is really great!

The little nanny Jin Sanshun drank more and felt that the taste of the liquor seemed...very good.

down a glass!
Two cups, three cups, four or five cups!
Soon, she was dizzy.

No, it was "drunk" to be precise.

"Look who will look down on me in the future!"

"Look who will say that I have no knowledge and no culture in the future!"

"Eating abalone and bird's nest, who can compare to such a life?"

Jin Sanshun felt hot all over, she took off her coat, hooked it with her fingers, and threw it directly on the hanger.

"Wow, it's so cool! I didn't expect me to shake my clothes so well!" Jin Sanshun muttered, "Jin Sanshun, you are great, you have to work hard! Don't be bullied by that President Song again!"

"What LV bag did you give me without telling you the brand, and even told you to use it for grocery shopping——if he didn't say this, would you really use it for grocery shopping? People are good and bad!"

"Bad Song Zhichao! Bad President Song! He always scolds you, reprimands you, and bullies you—you want to resist, you want revolution, you want to oppose oppression, and you want to avenge yourself!"

"Yes, we must take revenge! Drink up his good wine!"

"Why is wine so expensive, I'll drink you up!"

Jin Sanshun directly picked up the bottle of Moutai, chirped at the mouth of the bottle, and took a long gulp.

Spicy, pungent.

But very exciting!

Really exciting!

Haha!

1000 million won of good wine, she, Kim Sam-soon, can be regarded as stealing it today.

One word - cool!
(End of this chapter)