After Tang Jinxiao quickly solved the matter at hand, he drove back. In order not to cause trouble for Zhang Yaorong, he spent more than a month studying so that he could drive home or go to work by himself.
As soon as he got home, he smelled the fragrant dishes. After taking off his coat, he walked gently behind Bai Sangyu. At this moment, she was concentrating on cooking without noticing anyone behind him.
I was shocked by Tang Jinxiao's embrace, and almost didn't call out, "I'm scared to death, can you not have a surprise attack next time, my heart can't stand it."
"Well, next time I hug you, I will call out." Tang Jinxiao replied solemnly.
Bai Sangyu was a little speechless, let him hold himself like this, and continued to cook with his head down. Knowing that Tang Jinxiao likes to eat fish, he bought two and a half catties to make grilled fish.
Tang Jinxiao ate an extra bowl of rice today than usual. During the meal, he asked about the recent situation at Baisangyu Restaurant: "Is the restaurant okay? Is there any trouble?"
"Very well, my eldest brother sometimes comes to help, drag his blessings, recently a lot of female customers have come to the store." Bai Sangyu smiled lightly.
"That's good, by the way, I will give you a few things after dinner." Tang Jinxiao glanced at her, his brows were full of smiles.
Bai Sangyu refused without thinking about what it was, "No, I guess it's all the jewelry in the store. Don't bring it anymore. It's a waste to use it on me."
"This time it's not jewelry, I think you will use it." Tang Jinxiao's words became meaningful, and Bai Sangyu couldn't help but guess what it was, mysterious and mysterious.
Until Tang Jinxiao handed himself three bank cards, Bai Sangyu was dumbfounded: "This, what does this mean..."
"This is my salary for a year. I have forgotten whether it is 50,000 or 70,000. Now these are all in your hands." Tang Jinxiao stuffed the three bank cards into Bai Sangyu's hand.
Now she was even more puzzled: "Why, why give me the card, I, I don't need money."
What's more, the amount of money is so large that it is enough to buy a good shop in the city, but I also admire him. He can earn so much money in one year. It is already very remarkable in this era. Baisangyu does not have it. Accept it and put the card back into Tang Jinxiao's hand.
"You can keep the money for yourself, if something happens, you can still take it out for an emergency."
Tang Jinxiao's eyes were deep, and he thought for a while and said, "I remember that when my dad got the salary, it was always in the hands of mom. After we got married, I haven't handed in the salary yet."
Bai Sangyu almost didn't faint, and now I learned that Tang Jinxiao's father is still a strict wife, so should I collect the money or collect it? She saw Tang Jinxiao’s face read: Hurry up, I will be angry if I don’t pick it up.
"All right, the money will stay with me first. If you need it, you can tell me." Bai Sangyu could only helplessly accept the card in his hand.
"Well, if you want to buy something, you can use the money here. I won't account for these." Tang Jinxiao replied with a little happily.
In fact, he just wanted to leave the money to Bai Sangyu, so that he would have the taste of sitting as a husband and wife. If the division was too clear, he would feel very happy. Bai Sangyu just nodded when she heard this. In fact, she would not really use Tang Jinxiao's money. This was his result, and she didn't want to use it at ease.
That day Zhang Bo came to the restaurant to look for Bai Sangyu, indicating that there will be a cultural performance at the school that day, and people from other schools can come in and watch. He wants to invite her to go.
"Sang Yu, you should just relax yourself. As soon as the restaurant opens, I see that you have been busy and have never rested." Zhang Bo said painfully.
Bai Sangyu lowered his head and cut the vegetables and smiled: "It's all your young people's activities. I won't participate. No one in the store looks at me and I'm not relieved."
"It sounds like you are in the seventies and eighties, aren't you also a little girl in the Mood for Love? You just came out to be the boss. As for saying that you are so old?" Zhang Bocai disagrees with what she just said.
Bai Sangyu said this sentence without thinking through her brain just now, forgetting that she was actually in her early twenties now, and she was a woman in her thirties before her last life. She smiled awkwardly and did not speak.
"That's it. At 6 o'clock tomorrow night, remember to come over, otherwise I won't help you attract guests." Seeing that she was silent, Zhang Bo simply made a decision for Bai Sangyu. In fact, he also knew that it was for his own sake. Occasionally some female customers came in the store, and he ignored them and regarded it as good for the Bai Sangyu customers.
Bai Sangyu couldn't help him. He felt that there was some truth in what he said. He could only agree to watch the art performances. In this era, besides the TV is a bit entertaining, the next thing is the small shows of these performances.
While the two were chatting, Zhang Bo looked at the clothes of the little girl, frowning involuntarily: "Did we not wear these clothes the last time we went back to the village? Why are you still keeping them."
"It's not broken, so I wore it, and it was loose, comfortable to wear and convenient for work."
"You don't have any other clothes in your closet? It's the right thing for girls to dress up beautifully, not for you." Zhang Bo remembered that the girls in school were all wearing beautiful floral skirts and their hair was neatly tied. It's all right, but Bai Sangyu wears those clothes all year round, her hair is always tied into a ponytail, and a lot of broken hair is exposed.
He doesn't look like a boss, but he looks like a real waiter.
"This is not smoked in the kitchen, so I just wear it casually." This time I was really wronged by Zhang Bocai. She still pays attention to personal image, because she feels that wearing skirts in the kitchen is troublesome. That's why I changed to pants. More convenient.
Zhang Bocai pulled her out without saying a word: "I'll go and buy you some beautiful skirts. You can change them in the future."
"Really no need. There are still a lot of skirts in my closet that I haven't worn. Don't, don't go in a hurry." Bai Sangyu explained as he was being dragged along.
Zhang Bocai thought that Bai Sangyu was just talking about it. He knew that this girl was devoted to doing business and would hardly buy some nice clothes for himself.
The two of them came to the street with half pushing and half on the spot, and they happened to be seen by Ding Chunmei, who was out shopping, and thought it was a mistake. After walking a few steps, they saw the profile of Bai Sangyu, and the hatred in his heart immediately surged. Come up.
If it hadn’t been for that banquet, I wouldn’t have come to the point where I was today. Every night, facing a middle-aged old man with a greasy face, she almost got sick and vomited every night. With money, Ding Chunmei doesn't have to suffer such a squander.