Slope westward day by day.
Jiang Qiao lay on the sofa waiting to die and watched Bai Yueling play games all afternoon. It turned out that sometimes watching people killing people in a fish pond can be so enjoyable.
His cell phone charging on the table suddenly rang at this moment, and Bai Yueling glanced at it.
"Jiang Qiao, your phone number."
"Oh, let me see."
Looking at the caller ID, Jiang Qiao was stunned for a moment.
"Who called you?"
"My dad..."
"Then you still won't answer?"
Jiang Qiao answered the phone with a complicated expression. Before he could speak, a hoarse and gentle voice came from the other side of the phone.
"Son, I heard that the park where you are is closed. When will you come home?"
Jiang Qiao glanced at Bai Yueling silently and asked, "Mom, your voice is dumb again?"
"The children in the class are just like you when you were a child. None of them make me worry. I tell you not to change the subject. Your dad misses you and asked you when you will come home."
Jiang Tiancheng, who was driving, blushed and shouted loudly: "Go, go, go, who missed him? If he doesn't reflect on it, I won't let him go home!"
"You know how to talk hard! I'm telling you, son, don't listen to your dad. We haven't been reunited for almost a month. Let's eat mutton soup pot today?"
Listening to the voices of his father, queen and mother on the phone, Jiang Qiao's expression was complicated.
"Mom, you and Dad eat first, and I'll go back after a while."
Jiang Tiancheng chirped twice: "Look, I just said that boy will definitely not come. He is gone. He is going back."
Xia Qinghe glared and looked over: "Why else would I have dragged you here? Don't think about things all day long, drive quickly!"
After the scolding ended, her tone suddenly became gentle again: "Son, we will be at the bottom of the mountain soon. Please clean up. We will be there in 5 minutes."
Xia Qinghe immediately hung up the phone without waiting for Jiang Qiao's answer.
He and Bai Yueling looked at each other with wide eyes.
Jiang Qiao had a headache. These two people didn't say hello before they came. They always cut off first and then explained, disrupting his arrangement.
Now how to do
According to his mother's character, she would definitely go upstairs to check whether his recent living situation was bad.
"Um... are you going to hide in the house?" He turned to look at Bai Yueling.
"Why? They are your parents, why should I be afraid?" Fairy Bai looked indifferent. She, the Immortal Emperor, had never been afraid of anyone before.
"I can't tell you for a while."
Jiang Qiao urged her to go into the house. If his parents really discovered that there was a woman hiding at home, they might misunderstand something.
A minute later Xia Qinghe called again.
"Son, the security guard won't let us go up the mountain."
Jiang Qiao was overjoyed: "The park is closed. No one is allowed in except the scenic area staff. You two should go back quickly. I will go home when I have time."
"No! Call the security guard and talk to him."
Jiang Qiao was speechless. He was not a formal employee of the scenic spot, so how could he get such power
At this time, he heard Jiang Tiancheng's voice.
"Okay, I called the manager of the scenic spot and told him that we can go in now."
After hanging up the phone, the smile on Jiang Qiao's face instantly froze.
He stood on the balcony and saw a black SUV gradually emerging from the slope in the distance.
A few dozen seconds passed and the car stopped in front of the store. Xia Qinghe couldn't wait to get out of the car, looked at Jiang Qiao on the balcony on the second floor and cursed with a smile: "What are you standing there for? Why don't you come down and open the door for me?"
Jiang Qiao went downstairs and closed the rolling shutter door. Xia Qinghe frowned when she saw her son wearing plush pajamas and slippers on his feet.
"Didn't I tell you to pack up quickly? Why haven't you even changed your clothes?"
He pursed his lips and said, "I won't go back with you, so why not."
Jiang Tiancheng ignored him and walked into the store to look around with his hands behind his back, minding his own business.
Well, the store was quite hygienic and clean, the products were relatively complete, the prices were reasonable, and everything was well-kept, unlike the messy and unscrupulous store he imagined.
"How's business?" he asked casually.
"Not bad." Jiang Qiao replied casually.
"What do you mean it's okay? You don't know how much you earn every day?" Jiang Tiancheng's tone was serious, and he was furious when he saw his son acting like he was not doing his job properly.
"On average, it's just over a thousand yuan."
"Net profit?"
"gross profit."
"How much is this? Excluding costs, rent, utilities, and warehouse backlog, how much money can you make in a day?"
Seeing that the two men were about to quarrel again, Xia Qinghe quickly settled the matter.
"It's much, much more. Even if the net profit is only a few hundred yuan a day, it's more than 10,000 yuan a month. Even if many newly graduated college students find good jobs, they won't be able to earn that much at the beginning."
"You also know that in the beginning, other people's wages will increase and they will have five insurances and one housing fund. Does he have it? Just wait to die and wait to see how he gets a wife in the future!"
"Indeed, how about you support me a little bit?" Jiang Qiao didn't care at all. He was used to hearing such words.
"Go away, go away, go away."
Jiang Tiancheng cursed without looking good: "Bring me Bao Yuxi."
"25 yuan, thank you."
"You even take your father's money?"
Jiang Qiao spread his hands helplessly: "There is no way, even if it is a small business, the father and son have to settle the accounts clearly."
"You don't have to look for the rest. I'll support you."
With a dark face, Jiang Tiancheng took out three ten yuan bills from his wallet and handed them to him, then went upstairs with a bang.
He got this store through his connections, and he even went to apply for the business license himself. It can be said that Jiang Qiao was just sitting back and enjoying the benefits, and now he still charges him to buy a pack of cigarettes
Why did he give birth to such an unlucky son? !
"Stingy guy, does five yuan count as support?" Jiang Qiao muttered softly.
"After all, it's your dad, why are you so angry with him?" Xia Qinghe cursed.
Jiang Qiao looked innocent: "Mom, he started it first."
"It's not like you don't know about his bad temper, so just ignore him."
Mother and son went upstairs one after the other.
"Mom, I told you before, don't be so excited all the time in class. Didn't the school give you a little bee? It's useless?"
"You keep talking for hours every day. There are so many flowers that need to be taken care of. It's you, and your voice is hoarse."
Jiang Qiao couldn't help but be dumbfounded, he was a responsible gardener.
Jiang Tiancheng went upstairs and sat down on the sofa. The layout of the environment remained the same as last time, but there was a cat nest in the corner, where two kittens, one black and one white, were hugging each other for warmth.
"Your cat?" He raised his eyebrows.
"There are rats in the warehouse, and it's not safe to use rat poison. I was wandering in the mountains after dinner last time, and I picked it up when I saw it."
"Tell me, you can't even support yourself, so you still raise cats? Don't waste them." Jiang Tiancheng looked like he hated iron.
"Dad, just tell me what you said, don't say what others have or don't have. Besides, why did I waste them? If I have a mouthful of food, they will have a mouthful of soup."
Jiang Tiancheng was so angry that he didn't know what to say. He tore open the package of Yuxi, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, about to light it. Jiang Qiao quickly put away the cigarette with a serious look on his face.
"Dad, smoking is not allowed at home."