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Chapter 71 Zhong Xingfei

"Give me your cigarettes!"

Yang Xingyu touched Song Xiaoqiang next to him and whispered.

After his rebirth, he gave up smoking.

But Song Xiaoqiang has a habit of smoking.

Song Xiaoqiang looked at Yang Xingyu in surprise, and then at the man who had just rode his motorcycle into the yard. Song Xiaoqiang smiled silently, took out half a box of Jiaozi from his trouser pocket, and stuffed it into Yang Xingyu's hand along with the lighter.

Yang Xingyu left a message: "You continue to move the goods!" Before he finished speaking, Yang Xingyu smiled and strode towards his third uncle Yang Qingping.

Although he didn't like his third uncle's behavior and style, he was still his uncle and nephew. He was not qualified to choose his elders, so he still had to be polite.

But once again, he didn't want to coddle his third uncle like he did in the original time and space.

"Dude! Your motorcycle is very beautiful! Isn't it cheap? Come on! Have a cigarette!"

Walking closer, Yang Xingyu exchanged greetings and handed out cigarettes.

Yang Qingping had already taken off his helmet and had just parked the car. When he saw the cigarette, he immediately reached out to take it. He looked up and down at Yang Xingyu with a smile, "Well, this car is not cheap! A road racing motorcycle! You can do well now! I heard Your dad said you have opened more than a dozen roast duck restaurants now?"

Yang Xingyu smiled and humbled himself: "I borrowed money to open the business. When I borrowed money before, I even thought about borrowing some from you!"

Crying about poverty first and preventing the third uncle from borrowing money was the strategy Yang Xingyu just thought of.

He even decided that even if the money he borrowed was repaid in the future, he would always say in front of his third uncle that he still owed a lot of debt.

When he really became successful in the original time and space, he was already in his 30s, and his third uncle was not too young at that time. Therefore, every time he borrowed money from his third uncle at that time, although he knew clearly that he would never repay the loan, he always I can't help myself, so I borrow a little bit almost every time.

I didn’t expect Third Uncle to pay it back.

But now he is only 24 years old, and his third uncle is only in his early 40s, which is a man's prime years.

Therefore, even if it was for the third uncle's benefit, he would not lend him any more money.

Want money?
Earn it yourself!

He is a nephew, not a son!

What's more, even a son has no reason to support a father in his prime who is healthy and has all his hands and feet.

"You asked me to borrow money? How can I lend it to you? My life is very tight!"

Yang Qingping laughed and looked at Song Xiaoqiang, Cheng Baofa and others who were loading goods into the car in the kitchen.

Suddenly asked: "Hey! Xiaoyu, how are the wages of your employees? Can you earn three to five thousand a month?"

Yang Xingyu was a little surprised that his third uncle knew something about the chef's salary.

In 06, the average office worker only earned about a thousand yuan a month, and many of those who worked hard only earned a few hundred yuan a month.

But it’s not uncommon for chefs to earn a salary of three to five thousand.

Of course, this refers to the skilled ladle masters, chefs who prepare the dishes and cut the ingredients, which are generally not that high.

"more or less!"

Yang Xingyu responded.

Yang Qingping blinked, lowered his head and lit the cigarette that Yang Xingyu just handed him, took a puff, and asked: "Then I will work for you? Anyway, you are paying outsiders to do things. I am your guy, and I don't want you either. What a high salary, I won three thousand a month, what do you think?"

Yang Xingyu wanted to laugh a little.

In the original time and space, the third uncle also wanted to work in his catering company and be responsible for purchasing.

He rejected it outright back then.

joke!If you really want to ask the third uncle to do something, then the third uncle will no longer be the third uncle, but will become an ancestor.

"Okay! Three thousand a month is too little. I'll give you thirty thousand a month!"

Yang Xingyu answered with a smile.

Yang Qingping was surprised and happy, "Really or not? Xiaoyu! Are you kidding me?"

Yang Xingyu: "Haha, dude! You were the one who made the joke on me first! Why don't I cooperate with you!"

The joy on Yang Qingping's face suddenly disappeared, and he frowned and said: "Xiaoyu! I'm telling you the truth, who is kidding you?" Yang Xingyu looked at him, smiled slightly, shook his head and said: "Brother! Don't make it difficult for me. !”

Yang Qingping's face darkened slightly, with a very unhappy expression, "Xiaoyu! I'm your brother-in-law!"

Yang Xingyu smiled faintly, but there was no smile in his eyes. He whispered: "Don't make it difficult for me, just stay my dear brother!"

"Why? Why can't I come to your place to work?"

Yang Qingping's face was already ugly, and he was showing signs of turning against him.

Yang Xingyu looked at him with a helpless expression, "Brother, I have heard about you working for the second brother back then. The second brother doesn't dare to use you now. Do you think I dare?"

Yang Qingping was speechless.

Back then, his second brother and second sister-in-law opened a grain and oil store. One year, his second brother sprained his waist and couldn't do the heavy work of purchasing and delivering goods, so he called Yang Qingping to help.

The results of it?
Yang Qingping was working hard, and one night he suddenly took away all the rice in the warehouse and sold it. Then he took the money from selling the rice and disappeared without a trace.

It almost caused his second brother and second sister-in-law to divorce.

Yang Xingyu already knew this.

At that time, Yang Xingyu was still in junior high school, and his second uncle suddenly wrote letters to Yang Xingyu's father for several months. Because his father was illiterate, he read those letters to his father.

The content of those letters was that his second uncle complained to his father and asked his father to help find the third son and ask him to pay back the rice.

But in those years, there was no news about his third uncle, and no one knew where he went.

As far as Yang Xingyu knew, his third uncle had never paid back a penny of the rice money.

"That's different! Your second brother is my second brother. I can fool around with him, but you are my nephew. As a brother-in-law, can I still fool around with you?"

Yang Qingping finally thought of a reason to refute.

Yang Xingyu shook his head, "Man! If you come to my place, I can entertain you with good wine and good food, but if you insist on doing things in my place, then I won't welcome you in the future!"

Yang Qingping frowned, took two puffs of cigarette, and asked in a deep voice: "There really is no need to discuss?"

Yang Xingyu still shook his head.

Seeing his nephew's firm attitude, Yang Qingping finally sighed and stopped mentioning the topic of working here.

After smoking a cigarette, he rode away.

Yang Xingyu asked him to stay here for lunch, but he shook his head and refused without hesitation.

He just left with a dark face.

Yang Xingyu watched him leave and couldn't help but sigh.

With such an uncle, he can be quite troublesome sometimes.

But again, he is not qualified to choose what kind of elders he will have.

But Third Uncle's arrival today reminded him of Third Uncle's son - Zhong Xingfei.

His third uncle was a married woman, and his only son also had the woman's surname.

When naming his son, the only stubbornness of the third uncle was to use the word "star" in the middle of his son's name.

That is the generation of children of their Yang family.

In fact, this was not his third uncle's first initiative.

It was his second uncle who pioneered this practice.

His second uncle was also a married woman. When he named his son, he added the Yang family's seniority in his name.

At this time, Yang Xingyu thought of his third uncle's son, Zhong Xingfei, and wanted to give Zhong Xingfei a hand.

After all, he was his cousin. Every time he saw him as a child, he would always follow behind him and shout "Guo Guo" and "Guo Guo" very affectionately.

If he doesn't help his cousin now, according to the original trajectory of time and space, Zhong Xingfei will go astray.

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