It was a bank card that Jiao's father specially gave to Zheng Tan, and Zheng Tan's salary and remuneration were entered into it.
Zheng Tan has not looked at the amount in it for a long time. When Jiao Dad checked the online banking last time, Zheng Tan was happy for a long time after seeing the deposit.
Jiao Dad gave the card to Zheng Tan before he went abroad, and now he has not come back after so long, and is still well hidden in the drawer of the cat climbing frame locked by Zheng Tan. Some cash, card knives, this is the bank card, just in case.
From the beginning to the present, Jiao Dad didn't use the money in it very much, and the money in it might not be less than the money on his own salary card.
However, Dad Jiao didn't expect Zheng Tan to bring this bank card out, and, what does this mean now
Putting the newspaper in his hand on the side of the table, Dad Jiao is not in a hurry to leave now, closes the door, and drags a chair over to sit down.
Zheng Tan pushed the bank card he was stepping on to Dad Jiao.
Dad Jiao asked suspiciously, "Do you want to withdraw money?"
Zheng Tan turned his head and looked around, looking at the newspaper that Jiao Dad had just put on the table. The newspaper was brought by Song Ting, a provincial newspaper, and the headlines on it were about snow disasters and disaster relief funds.
Jiao Dad followed Zheng Tan's line of sight to look at the newspaper, raised his eyebrows, and said with a strange look: "You want to donate."
Zheng Tan nodded and pushed the card towards Dad Jiao again. Not being able to speak is inconvenient, but fortunately, Dad Jiao has long been used to this kind of communication, and he had posted a small note to Zheng Tan before. If someone knew about this, it would probably be shocking.
Dad Jiao was silent for a few seconds, then smiled and patted Zheng Tan's head, sighed, looked out the window, and said nothing for a while.
Zheng Tan waited for a while and didn't see anything from Dad Jiao. He was about to remind him, but Dad Jiao turned his head and said, "Are you really going to donate?"
Zheng Tan stared, could this be fake? Before I change my mind, take the card and donate it. Hard to decide to donate.
Looking at Zheng Tan's eyes, Jiao Dad smiled, "You kid!"
When Dad Jiao discussed with Song Ting, he had already decided to donate money. They are also in the disaster area, and there are some villages that are a little further away. Some villages with worse conditions on the mountain side, as well as Mr. Gu's side, are all affected by this disaster. Scope, in order to avoid some of these tricks, Song Ting also asked a few acquaintances, and some of them will participate in the role of supervision, so that those who carefully want to make some money from disaster relief donations Giving up early, it is precisely because of this that Jiao Dad donated with confidence, otherwise he would not be able to donate reliably, and there are tricks in charities these days.
If Zheng Tan donates money, he can only donate with the Jiao family, and cannot use another name. This Zheng Tan doesn't matter, does he still want to let everyone know that a cat like him donated it? Someone definitely cares about that. Moreover, Zheng Tan doesn't have such noble feelings, he just donated money for peace of mind. After all, a completely normal person suddenly turned into a cat and went back to the past years. When he thinks of it, Zheng Tan is apprehensive and stares at himself when he is sad. The cat's paw, which is completely different from humans, can't wait to stare at it. As for donations, it doesn't matter whether others know it or not.
If, as the old people said, doing good deeds and accumulating virtue can get blessings, and doing more good deeds, can you change back when you can? Zheng Tan thought optimistically, this was what Zheng Tan had been thinking about when Dad Jiao came in just now.
"How much to donate?" Jiao Dad asked again.
Although Dad Jiao had a clue, he wanted to see what Zheng Tan meant now. When he asked, he also raised his hand and took a large calculator on the table, turned on the power switch, and placed it in front of Zheng Tan.
This is commonly used by the old man Jiao and the old lady. When I bought it, I bought it for the convenience of the two old people. Zheng Tan stared at the large calculator in front of him, raised his hand and placed it on the calculator buttons.
Usually the donation money is a whole number, so Zheng Tan first pressed a 1, and then moved to the number button "0" to press four zeros, but when he pressed it, Zheng Tan thought a little bit, and was still thinking about things, he suddenly thought Up, this year seems to be quite a lot, especially the one in May. After pressing it, he retracted his hand, and Zheng Tan realized that what he pressed just now seemed to be wrong, and looked up at the calculator's display.
Sure enough, there was an extra zero.
Zheng Tan: "..." A hand error, it's really a hand error!
Just now he read a donation news published in the newspaper. Many celebrities donated on the spot were 120,000 yuan. He thought that he would just donate 10,000 yuan. As a result, when he pressed the button, his mind suddenly opened. Fork, I didn't focus, I accidentally pressed it too much.
Before Zheng Tan could repent, Dad Jiao had already taken the calculator and looked at it.
Seeing "100000" on the monitor, Jiao's father was surprised. He knew that when his cat was in the pet center a few years ago, he didn't get 50 for overtime, and he had to get 100. Xiao Guo called him. I also mentioned it a few times with a smile, but I didn't expect this guy to be so generous when he shot.
Compared with those corporate donations, private donations are much less, especially ordinary people. One hundred thousand yuan is a huge sum of money for many people. For this large-scale snow disaster, Zheng Tan donated more than Some of the star donations listed in the newspaper are even larger.
There is a lot of money in Zheng Tan's card. In the past, Ye Hao made a lot of money because of him, and this money still occupies an absolute majority of all the money. I made a few more calls, each time a lot, and Ye Hao's shot has always been more refreshing.
"Really donate these? I originally planned to donate 100,000 yuan, but I didn't expect you to do the same." Jiao Dad said. Thinking of what Jiao Yuan told him about the New Year's money, Jiao's father smiled and shook his head again, his cat is really...
Zheng Tan tangled for a while, but thinking about the money in the card, forget it, 100,000 is 100,000, and it won't change. Pushing the card to Dad Jiao, Zheng Tan jumped off the table and left.
A few days later, Song Ting came again. The young man who was kidnapped with him last time was discharged from the hospital and went home today. He asked the driver to bring him over. After all, this young man could not have helped him when he was robbed. Little busy, I almost lost my life this time. After Song Ting learned about the situation of the other party's home, he recommended a food processing factory on the coast so that the young man could go there and try it out. The salary was not bad. This made the young man's family very happy.
Taking advantage of this delivery, Song Ting also chatted with Jiao Dad, and brought the relevant donation certificate.
Dad Jiao meant that the 200,000 yuan was donated by the whole family. When talking to Song Ting, he deliberately said, "The money earned by my cat is also included." Song Ting smiled. He really had a good impression of Zheng Tan. If it weren't for Zheng Tan, he would not know when he would be discovered.
In addition, on Yuan Zhiyi's side, Jiao's dad will also participate in the company's donations. He did not only give out the money, because this hometown was hit by disaster, and this time he had a great experience himself, and Yuan Zhiyi also thought about it. Want the company to brush its favorability in front of the public.
When Dad Jiao was chatting with Song Ting, Zheng Tan looked outside and saw that Song Ting was brought over by a private car with a driver inside. However, it seemed that the driver was not only a driver, but also a part-time bodyguard. , I was afraid that Song Ting would go wrong in the middle of the car.
However, it can be seen from Song Ting's words that he has a very good impression of this village. He has said a lot of good things for this village outside. The young man is also surnamed Jiao, but he has no relatives with Jiao's father. This village is big. Some people have the surname Jiao, and some men and women have the same surname, which is why Jiao's father calls the "fifth grandfather" who drives the donkey cart to be the fifth cousin rather than the fifth cousin. Seniors, calling people is much easier, and there are many more people who directly call uncles and grandpas.
Zheng Tan and the others won't stay here for the Lantern Festival. Xiaoyouzi and Jiao Yuan have to go back to report. Jiao's father's work has to start early. Many graduate students return to school around the tenth of the first lunar month, especially for busy projects. For science and engineering subjects with many topics, the winter vacation is only a week or two, and the school’s official website says all the farts. This is an internal rule and will not be said on the surface.
On the day he returned to Chuhua City, Song Ting was at a fruit tree experimental base not too far from here. He heard that Dad Jiao and the others were leaving, and ran over to see him off and brought some fruit.
What made Zheng Tan angry was that when the fifth grandfather came over with the donkey, the donkey came up to the car and barked strangely at Zheng Tan. sarcastic.
The day before this, when Zheng Tan was squatting on a tree to watch the winter scenery in the countryside, this cheap donkey was led by the fifth grandpa. When he saw Zheng Tan, he walked under the tree and pulled his butt in the direction of the trunk. The stool was pulled right under the branch where Zheng Tan was lying on his back. After pulling it, he looked at Zheng Tan, his long ears moved, and he followed the fifth grandfather with a flick of his tail. Now this girl looks like this cheap again, and Zheng Tan is so angry that he wants to rush up and slap the donkey face a few times.
Looking at the proud donkey, Zheng Tan gritted his teeth: "Wait, I will beat you to death when I come back for the Chinese New Year next year!"
There is also a red envelope in Zheng Tan's vest, which he "taken" from Mr. Jiao. Zheng Tan doesn't have much money now, so he plans to pack another one for Zhuo Kitten when he goes back. In fact, Zheng Tan was thinking of wrapping one for Xiao Jiu, but considering the blind old man behind Xiao Jiu, forget it. It would be troublesome to attract too much attention. Anyway, Xiaoyouzi will definitely bring a lot of food to that girl.
After the 15th day of the first lunar month, universities, middle and primary schools have started, and kindergartens have also opened their doors as parents start to work.
Zheng Tan already knew about Zhuo Kitten's lessons and found a lesson time for outdoor activities. Zheng Tan put on a black vest, put the red envelope in it, and ran to the kindergarten.
As before, after seeing Zheng Tan, Zhuo Xiamao passed by, and the children in the same class were not surprised, and they didn't have much curiosity.
"Happy New Year, Brother Hei~" Zhuo Xiao Xiaole ran over.
It can be seen that the child is in a very good mood.
Zheng Tan turned to Kitten Zhuo, and clicked his chin toward the pocket zipper on the vest, motioning Kitten Zhuo to open it and take a look.
Zhuo Kitten's eyes lit up, and he quickly put the crayon in his hand into his pocket, then opened the zipper on the vest, and took out the red envelope inside.
Seeing the red envelope with "New Year's Bag" written on it, Zhuo Xiaomao's eyes narrowed with laughter. He knew these three words, and he also received this kind of red envelope during the Chinese New Year.
Just as Zhuo Kitten was cheering, Zheng Tan heard a movement and looked behind him. Soon, after a few catcalls in a fighting state, a gray-black figure rolled out from the grass.
Zheng Tan: "..." The two goods fought again.