'bite!'

‘The baby is paid, 12,000 yuan!’

Jiang Han looked at the baby's balance and his face melted.

Damn, it’s worthy of being the Affairs Bureau. Other companies only pay their wages in the second or even third month of the contract, but Han Yinuo paid the wages that month, and he didn’t have to deduct five insurances and one fund.

Become rich and rich.

After a while, Jiang Han trembled and transferred the money to Huabei and Jiebei. After deducting the interest and fines, he still had 2,000 yuan left, which was more than enough to pay the salary next month.

His grandmother's good days have finally come.

After paying for living expenses and emergency money, Jiang Han decided to do the most luxurious thing he had never done in his life.

He searched for the baby's address book and found a friend named "Salute Love to the Children". After a fierce operation, he transferred it to a full 50 yuan!

Damn, it's so bold, Jiang Han said to himself.

Just five seconds later, the phone rang.

Jiang Han looked at the caller ID and frowned.

"Hey, Dean Yao... your daily job is to keep an eye on the baby's arrival record?"

On the phone, a greasy voice came out: "Xiaojiang, I can ignore others' transfers. If you transfer money for the first time, can't I call to officially thank you? After all, among children who are similar to you, you haven't expressed your expression yet, although this amount is a bit easy to defend but difficult to attack..."

Jiang Hanba couldn't hang up the phone immediately, but he always felt that he couldn't get over the face, so he had to change the topic and said, "Is the yard okay?"

"Not bad, the love corridor has been lengthened again. If you look back, you will express your photos, and I will put your photos on it..."

Jiang Han said a few words. At this moment, he had already regretted it. Why did he have to turn the fifty dollars into a slut.

"...Xiao Jiang, you haven't come back for a long time. Now you have said that you have expressed your love. Just come here. I will never show off your face."

"Hey, I think about it too, but now I'm busy with business now, I can't get away with it." Jiang Han looked at the empty bookstore, and his eyes gradually became wet.

But this was originally an excuse. When Jiang Han thought of Dean Yao's appearance, he felt uncomfortable all over. How could he really go to see him?

Unexpectedly, Xiaoqian, who was listening quietly on the side, suddenly said quietly: "Go..."

Jiang Han asked in shock: "What are you going to? Go to the orphanage?"

"Yes!" Dean Yao on the phone said excitedly, "I knew you wanted to come too, so let's go now, I'll wait for you to have lunch."

Before Jiang Han could explain, the phone had already hung up.

"Damn! Making it off! Xiaoqian, why are you trying to instigate me even though you know I don't want to go? Now, I'm embarrassed not to go."

Xiaoqian looked unhappy and felt a little embarrassed when she saw Jiang Han, but she insisted: "After all, it is the only place you can call a writer, and I have wanted to go and see it for a long time."

That pitiful look is so pitiful that people can't refuse.

"But...it's now broad daylight, I've left. Can't the monsters and ghosts in this room be thirsty and starved to death?"

Xiaoqian smiled softly: "Didn't you find that our dependence on you is not that heavy?"

A room of monsters and monsters nodded and agreed.

"Really?" Jiang Han said in surprise.

"That's it." The detective came over and said, "And to be honest, you have made us a little bit over recently. I also support you to leave for a day or two so that we can digest it."

Jiang Han only felt that he had been released from prison after being sentenced, at least he was released from prison on parole.

"So, let's go, Xiangyanghong Orphanage!" Xiaoqian actively packed Jiang Han's bag, her face full of excitement.

Jiang Han sighed lightly, there was no way, the dean was waiting there, it would be impossible to say if he didn't go.

So he put on his bag, took off the "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio" from the bookshelf, and called Didi to go south.

As he walked, Jiang Han suddenly felt that the scenery along the way was very familiar. After thinking about it carefully, he realized that he had just walked this road when he visited Du Changqing last night.

It turns out that the orphanage and Du House are both in the southern suburbs, but the difference is between turning left at the end and turning right at the end.

The tall buildings gradually disappeared, greenness quietly emerged, the car turned sharply, and a dilapidated courtyard unfolded at the corner.

No matter how disliked Dean Yao, Jiang Han couldn't help but sigh in his heart when he looked at the familiar and unfamiliar courtyard.

Go home.

Xiaoqian held Jiang Han's hand and said happily: "There are many cracks on the wall that are your masterpieces, right?"

"Look at what you said." Jiang Han smiled slightly, "The wall I touched had long fallen."

After getting off the bus in front of the door, Xiaoqian was surprised to find that the courtyard was not all dilapidated, at least the corridor at the door was brand new.

When I got closer, I found that the corridor started with four words:

Love corridor

The following four words are various photos and introductions. The content is nothing more than when someone donated a lot of money to the orphanage. The people who built this corridor were very attentive. The more people donated, the brighter the photos, and the more detailed the text introduction.

Jiang Han looked at the tall and tall photos and their donations, and couldn't help but hope that the dean wouldn't get his photos up, otherwise it would definitely be a black and white photo. Here's another sentence, "I'm sorry to be born as a human being."

"Yo, Xiaojiang, you're here." At the end of the corridor, a middle-aged man with a greasy body and a voice kept waving.

A very normal opening remark, but when it floated into Jiang Han's ears, it always sounded like, "You are so handsome."

"Hi, Dean." Jiang Han walked forward, crossed the dean, shook hands and waved, but the two of them couldn't touch each other.

In the end, Dean Yao hugged Jiang Han and took him to the cafeteria.

"How is it, where have you made a fortune recently?"

"Well... on the West Lake Road in the city center..."

Dean Yao's eyes began to bloom.

“...Open a bookstore…”

Dean Yao's eyes withered instantly.

"Xiao Jiang, it's not that I said to you. When you were young, I often taught you that you must have a vision to make a lot of money. Do you still remember this?"

"No need to remember, you carve it on every head of the bed."

"It's not enough to remember it alone. You have to do it as you do. Who is still buying books these days? What's the difference between opening a bookstore in the city center and opening a coffin shop? No, the coffin shop can make at least two dollars."

Jiang Han became more and more unhappy when he heard this, but he was prepared for his own good intentions.

"Uh...Director...If it is similar, the real estate agency tells me almost every day, so you won't have to repeat it."

"What do you want to find in real estate every day?"

"Ask me if that shop is sold."

Dean Yao's eyes bloomed again, and they were shining with light.

"That bunk is yours?"

"Yes." Jiang Han raised his nose proudly.

Eight months ago, the owner of the shop transferred the bookstore to Jiang Han together with the shop. The procedures were complete and legal. The property certificate with Jiang Han's name was now placed in the warehouse, so strictly speaking, Jiang Han is a millionaire.

"What are they doing?" Jiang Han asked.

President Yao curled his lips: "Vote."

"Vote, what vote?"

"I can't figure it out, either. They have been like this these days. They played this game together when it's time to take a nap. However, the game is neither violent nor so bad, so I didn't stop it."

While speaking, the children had raised their hands one by one and voted for a companion. Ten minutes later, the oldest child in the grade stood up and announced:

"The one who received the most votes today was Lin Xiaofeng."

Without applause or remarks, the children's faces regained their spirits, they put the stools back to their seats, and then went to take a nap.

"Is there any reward for those who receive the most votes?" Jiang Han asked.

"No, no reward, no punishment, no vote, and the children will part after the vote. This is exactly what I don't understand."

After pausing, Dean Yao said sarcastically again, "But as I said, this game is neither violent nor sour. If they like to play, just play it."

Jiang Han and Xiaoqian looked at each other.
Chapter completed!