bayedsolid Chapter 156 The Awakening of the Honest Spare Tire 2
Chapter 156 The Awakening of the Honest Spare Tire 2
I opened my phone, found a nanny company online, and hired a nanny.
Not long after, there was a knock on the door, and Yi Ang stood up and opened it.
A middle-aged woman stood at the door. After looking at his face, she could tell that he was not the type to be sneaky or cunning.
"Hello, Mr. Zhang, I'm the nanny you're looking for. My name is Li Chunmei."
The woman took the initiative to introduce herself.
"Hello, come in!"
Yiang stepped aside to let her in and closed the door.
"Auntie Li, there's only one pregnant woman at home, and you usually take care of her diet and the hygiene of the house.
The living expenses will be transferred directly to you every day, and you can cook whatever she wants to eat, just according to her taste."
"Okay, Mr. Zhang, but I can't live in this house of yours."
Li Chunmei looked at the layout of the house and realized that it only had two bedrooms and no nanny room.
Yiang looked at the house and remembered that Zhang Fuqing bought a two-bedroom apartment with only two bedrooms.
The plan is to have one room for the couple to live in and one room for the children in the future.
"Aunt Li, please stay in another room for now. She's in the late stages of her pregnancy, and I'm worried about no one being home."
Yiang said quickly.
"Zhang Fuqing, what do you mean?"
Wang Huiru's voice suddenly sounded from behind. Yi Ang turned around and saw Wang Huiru standing at the bedroom door.
But Yiang didn't intend to hide it from her.
"The company called me and said there were some issues with the project I was in charge of before. If I don't handle it well, I might not get the bonus for this project.
So I found a nanny to take care of you.
I'll go back to the company and sort this out first, so I can rest assured that someone will take care of you at home."
Seeing that Yiang didn't seem to be lying, Wang Huiru's expression looked a little better.
"Okay, you pay the nanny's salary and daily living expenses."
Wang Huiru said this and turned into the bedroom.
Wang Huiru never thought that Zhang Fuqing had no money left for himself every month except for the mortgage and living expenses, and gave it all to her.
She doesn't care, she only cares about her own interests.
Li Chunmei looked at the scene but didn't say much. She just thought that the hostess had a bad temper because of her pregnancy.
Yiang looked at Li Chunmei and smiled, "Just do your own thing every day and pay more attention to his situation. If there is anything, call me."
Yiang gave Li Chunmei his contact information, took her to the bedroom, and familiarized her with the things in the kitchen.
In fact, it is only based on Zhang Fuqing's memory that he can tell the location of those things.
After explaining everything to Li Chunmei, Yiang took Zhang Fuqing's work computer and went out.
I found a hotel based on my memory and checked in first.
It is impossible for me to go to work, and I will never be a working dog in this life.
Yi'ang was still thinking that once the matter was resolved, he would let Zhang Fuqing come back on his own, and he would help him kill the relatives he couldn't bring himself to kill.
We still have to leave some family property for Zhang Fuqing, otherwise he will have no income when he returns and will be left with nothing!
After thinking about it, I decided to keep the job for Zhang Fuqing!
Throw the computer into the system space, "From now on, you will do Zhang Fuqing's work."
"Why? Host."
Mu Mu was confused when he saw the computer suddenly appear out of nowhere, and then he heard such heartbreaking words from his host.
"You're just too useless. If you had something to do, your brain wouldn't go crazy."
"No, I protest, I don't agree."
Mu Mu's tantrum and rejection did not win Yi Ang's relenting heart.
"Then you have to buy me snacks."
Seeing that Yi'ang still ignored him, Mu Mu humbly made a small request.
"Okay, you did your job well, so you can have some snacks."
Yiang laughed a little.
I opened the mobile banking system and checked Zhang Fuqing's balance.
It’s true. You don’t know until you check, and you’ll be shocked when you do.
The balance is 0.98 yuan! That's a really big sum.
Since we are getting a divorce, the money we used to support Wang Huiru this year must be returned.
Why should he spend money on a mistress and treat Zhang Fuqing as a scapegoat?
Yiang quickly swiped the screen of his mobile phone. From the time they were about to get married until now, he had been transferring money to Wang Huiru on the fifth of every month.
Zhang Fuqing's salary varies depending on the amount of bonus he receives for completing projects.
Zhang Fuqing was mainly responsible for planning proposals. The boss was a nice person and thought Zhang Fuqing was reliable, but he also knew that Zhang Fuqing really had no one to rely on.
Otherwise, I wouldn't have agreed to let him take his work home.
No matter how hard or tiring it was, Zhang Fuqing gave Wang Hui at least 5,000 yuan every month.
Looking at the bill, it's at least no less than five thousand, and at most even over ten thousand.
In addition to his monthly mortgage of 4500 yuan, Zhang Fuqing only has yuan left for eating out and commuting.
I have to keep another three or four thousand to buy groceries and daily necessities for my family.
I wear the same clothes over and over again, and my socks are all patched up.
Zhang Fuqing bought all his things cheaply on Pinduoduo.
Wang Huiru buys all her maternity clothes in specialty stores, each costing over a thousand yuan.
Yiang looked down at his clothes, which had all turned white from washing.
The only two better clothes I have are at home, which I wear to work.
I've been staying at home working these days, so I don't want to wear it.
I didn't notice it at first. No wonder the front desk clerk stared at me just now. It turned out that he was surprised that my clothes were so worn out and I still ran a hotel.
All the money was given to Wang Huiru, and the remaining few hundred yuan was used to open a hotel.
Now I can say that I am penniless and I don’t even have the money to make money.
Yiang plays the piano helplessly, alas!
Life is not easy, Shushu sighs!
I have to pay for it myself, but luckily I have a lot of good things and a lot of ordinary things.
Otherwise, if you give a little bit to each world, your family property will be used up sooner or later!
This world needs to stock up on some valuables.
He rummaged through the spiritual palace and took out a few pieces of gold.
It’s not that I haven’t thought about just taking out an antique or jade artifact and selling it at a high price.
This would be even more of a loss. Besides, ordinary people would suddenly become rich and attract attention, as would Zhang Fuqing's blood-sucking family.
Before the divorce, I was too lazy to create unnecessary trouble.
A few hundred thousand is enough, and it’s enough to spend if you save a little.
Yiang put the gold in his pocket, left the hotel and went to the public toilet.
When he came out, no one could recognize that it was Zhang Fuqing's face.
Yi Ang simply used some hand gestures to change his face, and then changed his clothes to match his own temperament.
Anyone who sees him would think that he is a low-key rich man.
I asked Mu Mu to guide me to several gold shops with high credibility and headed straight to my destination.
If you ask why Bingli and Huanying were not allowed to do this this time, it was simply because they felt it was boring and would delay their cultivation.
So I had to do it myself. The child grew up and started to rebel.
"Hello, sir. We're having a promotion right now. Spend 1,000 and get 50 off. And so on. There's no upper limit!"
As soon as Yiang arrived at the door of the gold shop, a beautiful shopping guide came up to him immediately, put on a standard smile, and told him about the activities in the store.