Zhang Bing looked surprised. "Did you wash it so quickly? Brother, have you cleaned it yet?"
He seriously doubted that his brother didn't wash those smelly clothes. He had to wash them for at least half a day. His brother finished them all in less than 20 minutes. How could it be so fast? This guy wouldn't soak them in water and then put them forward directly, even if they were washed?
Zhang Mingdi glanced at him. Zhang Bing tilted his head. He didn't know what bad idea he was thinking in the cerebellar bag. He couldn't say, "I'm working. What else do you worry about?"
At least he's more reliable than this boy. I don't know how many times.
What does the boy want to do if he wants the horse to run and doesn't let the horse eat grass.
"If you don't trust me, why don't you come?" joked Zhang Mingdi.
He doesn't believe that Zhang Bing is willing to come by himself. If he is so diligent, hasn't he washed these clothes when they stink?
Cough, of course, his brother is a patient now. He won't argue with him so much about this matter.
Do it yourself? Forget it, he can command people to do things comfortably. Why do he come by himself? He's not stupid. Zhang Bing shook his head, "Hey, brother, don't worry. Brother, you go to the sun quickly."
Zhang Mingdi glanced at him coldly and went out of the ward with two buckets of clothes.
Washing clothes was fast, and the speed of drying clothes was not satisfied. About five minutes later, Zhang Mingdi came back with an empty bucket.
"Finished drying?" before Zhang Bing could turn a page of the entertainment gossip magazine in his hand, his brother came back. The speed is really against the sky.
Zhang Mingdi raised his eyebrows. "It's just drying clothes. How long will it take?"
Quick, accurate and ruthless is the rule of soldiers, and he is a special force in a higher standard and stricter rules. Joking, the name of the brigade commander of the special operations brigade is not in vain.
Uh... Okay.
If he didn't know his brother and was someone else, he would seriously doubt that the man didn't dry his clothes at all, but directly put his clothes away.
Sobbing, my father stopped all his credit cards, and my mother was not cruel enough to secretly support him. He was so poor that he ate dirt. These clothes were big brands bought at a high price before. If he threw them away, he had no money to buy new clothes.
Zhang Mingdi went to the toilet to put the bucket away. When he came back, he still looked there with the gossip magazine in his arms. Frowning, what can an entertainment lace magazine look at? It has no nutritional value at all. Reading too much of this kind of thing will skew people's thoughts.
Zhang Mingdi said sternly, "Zhang Bing, it's time for lunch break. Go to bed."
Zhang Bing pouted discontentedly, "no, I sleep all day. People are going crazy."
Now, he lacks everything except sleep.
Eh, Zhang Bing suddenly thought of something, suddenly raised his eyes, looked at his brother with bright eyes, and asked, "brother, do you have much salary per month?"
I can afford abalone soup and rice. It shouldn't be very low.
Zhang Mingdi raised his eyebrows. "It's OK. Why do you ask?"
"Brother, let me tell you something." Zhang Bing put down the magazine, rubbed his hands and enthusiastically looked at his brother sitting in the escort chair at the end of the bed.
Zhang Mingdi leaned back on the back of his chair and stared at the boy quietly. Looking at his expression, he knew what bad idea the boy was making. He shrugged his shoulders, "you say."
As soon as you speak slowly, I will quietly look at your indifferent expression.
"Brother, do you know that dad is not happy that I majored in Archaeology and stopped all my credit cards. Now I'm so poor that I don't even have 100 yuan!"
Although not so poor, in order to arouse his brother's sympathy, of course, he should say he is miserable.
He should be given a background music here. The music is called "don't give me a hundred dollars".
Crying for poverty seems to be a human talent. Zhang Bing is so big that he has never been short of money, but crying for poverty is very handy.
Zhang Rudong suddenly imposed economic control on him, which made him feel an unprecedented sense of crisis. He knew that his father wanted to use this method to force him to leave here, go to the good school he arranged for him, and study the finance or enterprise management related majors he recognized.
But he was unwilling to yield to his parents.
For the first time in his life, he was so willful that he didn't listen to his parents' orders. He didn't want to study finance. Archaeology was the major he wanted to study. He was really very, very interested in archaeology. If he wasn't allowed to learn this, Zhang Bing would feel that his whole life was gray and boring.
Zhang Bing said, glancing at his brother's expression, and saw that his brother didn't respond.
Zhang Mingdi gave a "hum" and leaned comfortably on the escort chair with an expression of "I'm listening, you go on".
Er... Well, Zhang Bing continued: "brother, you are my brother. If it weren't for your support these days, brother, I can't even afford to eat."
"Can't afford you to play games?" Zhang Mingdi interrupted him.
Don't think he didn't see it. The boy was lying on the bed playing games on his mobile phone. There was no wiei in the hospital. He used all the traffic. Tut Tut, he recharged the characters in the game. He spent a lot of money to play the game.
Er... Zhang Bing choked and his mouth stiffened. "Well, that game is because I have made an appointment with my teammates. I can't be a person without faith. Brother, you say yes, cough, you see, I haven't played in the past two days."
Zhang Bingyu defended himself incoherently.
Well, I haven't played in the past two days. That's because I sneaked out to play yesterday. Today, with his head teacher, does he dare to play.
If you play games on your mobile phone, it's all for help.
He didn't forget that the boy said in front of the school leaders that his parents moved bricks on the construction site and couldn't even afford a mobile phone.
Zhang Bing looked at his brother pitifully and cried, "brother, you're my brother. I'm your brother. You can't die!"
It's a pity that this boy doesn't go to the opera. He has a good voice.
Zhang Mingdi was speechless to the extreme. He waved his hand impatiently and stopped his wailing. "All right, all right, don't howl. Tell me how much you want."
He knew that after the boy came here, he had countless troubles, and it came true.
When Zhang Bing heard this, he immediately smiled with joy. "Ouye, brother is the best!" excitedly jumped out of bed and ran to his brother, "brother, I don't ask much. Look at it. Cough, the more, the better!"
The first time I asked his brother for money, I didn't know how much was appropriate. If he said more, his brother wouldn't give it and said he would suffer less. Therefore, Zhang Bing simply asked him to look at it. Like drinking, it depends on his feelings. He feels deep, stuffy and shallow.
Zhang Mingdi glanced at him and took out a black wallet from his pocket.
Zhang Bing stared all the way.
His heart was so nervous that he didn't dare to speak.
A voice in my heart is shouting, brother, take the money to kill me!
Zhang Mingdi opened his wallet. Zhang Bing's expression collapsed in an instant. He saw only a few red notes and a few small notes in the shriveled wallet.
Visually, the number of red tickets will never exceed five.
Er... His brother is a little too poor?!
Deep sadness floated in Zhang Bing's eyes.
Alas, I had hoped that Dad would cut off his financial resources and ask his brother for relief for a few days. Where would he want his brother to be no richer than him? If he was poor enough to eat soil, his brother would be poor enough to lick ashes.
Yes, his brother is a soldier. How much can he have?
He is poor and crazy. They are half weight. His brother is not much better than him. How to say, he has saved a lot of private money.
Although there is not much money in the small Treasury, if he saves some money, it can also make him last for a period of time. He also bribed director Xu with 50000 to open a false certificate for him. It has cost a lot these days. If his father has not delegated power and cut off his economic source, it is not a long-term plan.
In other words, his brother abandoned business and joined the army, which also angered his father. His father also took economic control over him, but his brother is better than him. At least he has the support of his grandfather's family, so even if he is separated from his father, he can get along well with the support of his grandfather's family.
Where like him, mom and dad are angry in one nostril and refuse to help secretly.
Zhang Mingdi looked at Zhang Bing's disappointed expression in his eyes. He was suddenly in a good mood. They got up, slightly raised the corners of their mouths, took a golden card out of the interlayer in the bag and handed it to his brother.
Gold card?!
One second, he was depressed, and the next, he was ecstatic. "Brother!" his voice was so excited that he changed his tone.
Gold card is a subsidiary credit card of black gold card, and the use limit can reach at least eight digits. Only people with a certain level of strength will be offered this very high-level credit card by the bank.
Zhang Bing quickly took over, "brother, you are my idol!" he hugged his brother happily, put his mouth on his brother's face, "Baji" gave him a quick kiss.
The action happened so suddenly that Zhang Mingdi didn't have time to stop it.
After Zhang Bing kissed, his brother was petrified, and then he was on the edge of violent walking. "Zhang Bing, I think you have itchy skin!" his eyes narrowed slightly, making a gesture to take back the card in Zhang Bing's hand.
Aware of the change in his brother's face, Zhang Bing quickly let him go.
Retract your hand and hide the gold card that hasn't covered the heat just now behind your back.
Chagrined, his brother is so old-fashioned. Maybe he doesn't like others to kiss him. He just made his big taboo.
"Brother, I'm so happy... Er, I'll wipe and wipe for you!" Zhang Bing quickly picked up his clothes on his chest and tried to wipe his brother's face just kissed by him.
Zhang Mingdi grabbed his hand.
Cold tunnel: "No."
For the sake of Zhang Bing's serious illness, he endured it!
"You, have a good rest and I'll come back in the evening." leaving this sentence, he got up from the escort chair and stepped out of the ward.
Zhang Bing looked at his back and stuck out his tongue.
He took out the black gold card, put it to his mouth and kissed it hard.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.
Sure enough, the strategy of running to Tibet to join his brother was right!
What a cunning little fox.
In other words, is the salary of the army so high? Zhang Bing grabbed the back of his head. Otherwise, after graduation, if he can't find a job, he will go to the army to join his brother. It seems that there is a "money way" to join the army?
Zhang Bing carefully put away the gold card given by his brother. Now it's OK. He has grain in his hand and doesn't panic.
Anyway, his brother left and no one looked at him. Zhang Bing slipped out of the ward and ran downstairs. He just sent Mr. Gan out and saw a big swimming pool behind the inpatient department.
Hey, it's a little hot. It's great to go swimming!