Jiang Cheng squatted on the floor of his room to assemble a small bookshelf, tossing with sweat and not fixing it.
This is probably the most valuable thing he has bought since giving money to Jack Ma's father for so long.
There are more than 500 small bookshelves, dead heavy, and the feel of each piece can show their unique grades. There are very many key pieces, plus it is a special-shaped shelf, each piece looks like a damn one. Sample.
It took Jiang Cheng for a long time to install the legs and the bottom board after facing the instructions, and he had to install the screws. The eyes were so small that they could not be screwed in, and he had to knock in with a hammer first...
"You bought this thing online?" Li Baoguo opened the door and called out in a loud voice.
When Jiang Cheng grew up, the bedroom door was closed, and no one would ever push the door directly in. Li Baoguo's voice made his heart jump from his mouth to the wall.
The hammer in his hand slammed directly on his left thumb.
He gritted his teeth, enduring the pain that started to burst from his fingertips after a second.
"Is it a bookshelf?" Li Baoguo asked again.
"Yes." Jiang Cheng squeezed a word from his teeth.
"How much is it?" Li Baoguo walked in, bent over and looked at the board on the floor, "You have to assemble it yourself?"
"Yes," Jiang Cheng took a breath and finally got over a little bit. He looked at Li Baoguo, "Will you knock on the door next time you come in?"
"Knock?" Li Baoguo was stunned, and then laughed, as if he had said something special about Cola, and after a long laugh, he patted him on the shoulder, "Knock on the door! My son's house, I Knock at the door of my son's house? I shot all of you!"
"What...?" Jiang Cheng was a little shocked.
"Just kidding!" Li Baoguo continued to laugh, pointing at him, "Stupid boy, can this scare you?"
"No." Jiang Cheng stared at the board on the ground, let alone continue assembling, he didn't even want to raise his eyelids anymore.
"Let me tell you, our family doesn't have so many rules. The family is rough and can't pretend to be forced by the rich," Li Baoguo said, "Look at you, you can't even make a bookshelf... But it's nothing, you study Okay, kids who are well-learned just can't do these things, they're just thinking about it."
Listening to his lack of logic, Jiang Cheng could only remain silent, trying to silently repel Li Baoguo and let him say enough so that he could go out.
But Li Baoguo did not admit defeat. He squatted beside Jiang Cheng: "Let me see."
Jiang Cheng didn't move. He picked up the board and looked at it, and then looked at the finished picture on the manual: "Okay, stay by your side, I'll get it."
"Huh?" Jiang Cheng turned his head and looked at him.
"It's easy." Li Baoguo picked out a pile of boards, took out two pieces, and took a twisted wooden cube, and started to install it, "I tell you, you are a waste of money. I can make this thing for you in two hours by picking up a few boards on the construction site."
Jiang Cheng watched his proficient movements without making a sound. At this moment, Li Baoguo was much more pleasing to the eye than he usually stared at the poker table.
In half an hour, Li Baoguo assembled the bookshelf without reading the assembly instructions.
"Okay," he clapped his hands and looked at the bookshelf, "this thing is too ugly, how much did you spend on such a thing...?"
"...Three hundred." Jiang Cheng wanted to say four hundred, but he hesitated and reduced it again.
"Three hundred?" Li Baoguo yelled in surprise, "Just such a wooden shelf, three hundred? You're a prodigal thing!"
Jiang Cheng didn't say a word. He didn't know that if he said two hundred or one hundred, Li Baoguo wouldn't yell like this.
This bookshelf is indeed not cheap, but one is that the quality is good, and the other is that he likes the shape very much. In this room that didn’t belong to him before, and he won’t find a sense of belonging in the future, he needs a little "own thing", so he Will feel at ease.
But these Li Baoguo couldn't understand, and he couldn't make Li Baoguo understand.
"My son is really a big money fan," Li Baoguo sighed. "My father wants to buy something on credit."
"What are you doing on credit?" Jiang Cheng was stunned.
"Didn't you buy a bag of fish balls that day, you said it was delicious," Li Baoguo said, "there is also that bottle... Hey, that kid's eyes are too sharp, or I don't have to pay for alcohol... But before Something else on credit, it's not bad for this amount of money."
Jiang Cheng stared at him, feeling that his eyeballs were about to fall out, and he always wanted to hold his hands around.
"Or..." Li Baoguo looked at him embarrassedly, "Son, do you have money on hand...?"
Jiang Cheng very much wanted to say no, but it is undeniable that during the half-hour Li Baoguo was busy installing the bookshelves, he was a little stupefied and even moved faintly.
Although now he feels that Li Baoguo’s purpose for helping him install the bookshelf may be to let him pay the money... He still nodded: "Yes."
"My son is reliable!" Li Baoguo patted his arm.
"Which one did you get on credit?" Jiang Cheng asked, "how much is the total? I'll pay it now."
"It's a small supermarket next to the street... You should know Gu Fei," Li Baoguo said. "It's Da Fei that kid from his house..."
"What are you talking about? Gu Fei?" Jiang Cheng interrupted before he finished speaking, and his voice was a little broken.
"Yeah, he seems to know you too," said Li Baoguo, "you just say that I let you go... Hey, he is also in the Fourth Middle School, should you know?"
Jiang Cheng didn't say a word, took his coat and went out in a sense of shock, confusion and unspeakable shame.
Too fucking... shameful!
My own father! At the same table shop that I just fought a fight with me not long ago!
Actually, it’s not a big deal. After all, Li Baoguo’s living conditions are like this, but what he meant was that he was stealing things on credit!
And it was discovered by Gu Fei!
Fuck me!
Fuck me!
I serial fuck...
Why do you want to give money
Can you give the money to Li Baoguo and let him give it
Yeah, why do you want to lose this person yourself, Jiang Cheng turned around and walked back.
As soon as I walked to the entrance of the corridor, I heard Li Baoguo's voice, as if talking to the neighbor who was upstairs: "My youngest son is promising! As soon as I heard that I still had an account in the supermarket, I went to give the money immediately!"
"Yo," said the neighbor's aunt, "then you are blessed to pick up such a son for nothing."
"How do you call Baijian! It's my seed too!" Li Baoguo said very happily, "This kid is stronger than Li Hui, and he is not willing to let me go this trip!"
"Look at you with this smile," said the aunt. "You can live better, drink like that all day long, and then this son will ignore you!" (End of this chapter)