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Chapter 227 Dad, can I count the money as a loan?

Chapter 227 Dad, is this money worthy of my borrowing?
Author: Xiao Xiao Chi Chi
Chapter 227 Dad, is this money worthy of my borrowing?
Although Dai Yin felt a little bitter inside, she still smiled and comforted her daughter:
"If you have any regrets or not, don't worry, Nansun, you don't have to worry about your mother!"
"I am also working hard to learn English and Italian. After I learn it well, my salary will increase. Then I will change to a better house!"
"Yes~" Jiang Nansun lay in his mother's arms, made a secret decision in his heart, and then closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Although it was a weekend the next morning, Dai Yin got up early, washed up and prepared breakfast and dressed neatly.
After finishing breakfast by myself, I walked over to the bed and reached out to pat my daughter's naked white arms:
"Nansun, Nansun~"
"Mom is going to take a language training class. Breakfast is put on the table for you. Just put the tableware there after eating. When I come back, there will be new toiletries in the bathroom!"
"Your aunt called me and said she would come to pick you up later and take you around, so you can get up early!"
"Ah? Um~" Jiang Nansun answered half asleep and half awake, then turned over and fell asleep.
"This kid~" Dai Yin smiled and helped her daughter cover the quilt, then walked out of the room.
After Dai Yin left, another half an hour later, Jiang Nansun got up from the bed and reached out to rub his eyes.
After getting up, I washed my face and brushed my teeth, sat at the dining table and ate the breakfast that my mother left for me that was not delicious. After eating, I brushed the bowl and put it back in the kitchen.
As for why it is not delicious, it is because Dai Yin had never cooked food at the Jiang family. She always had clothes and hands to reach out to eat.
After cleaning, Jiang Nansun, who was sitting on the sofa, pondered for a long time and finally thought about it. He took out his cell phone and called his father.
There is a time difference of about six hours between Italy and China. It is almost two o'clock in the afternoon in China. Jiang Pengfei is still in the Zhu family villa and has been sleeping until now when he came back last night.
"I want a life that blooms, like flying in the vast sky, like walking through..."
A high ringtone woke Jiang Pengfei up from his sleep. After waking up, his eyebrows were frowned and his head felt very painful and his throat was very dry.
I picked up my phone and saw that it was my daughter calling me, but I didn't answer the call immediately. Instead, I looked at it. There was a bottle of water on the bedside table. I reached out and picked it up and opened the bottle cap, and drank it all in one breath.
This relieved the dryness of my throat. Then I lay back on the bed with satisfaction, pressed the answer button of my phone and put the hands-free, and said weakly:
"Nansun~"
After hearing the call, Jiang Nansun asked strangely:
"Dad, it should be afternoon in China. Why haven't you gotten up yet? And you called you last night to report your safety, but you didn't answer!"
Jiang Pengfei closed his eyes:
"Don't mention it, Dad had a social engagement yesterday and had been sleeping until now. Not to mention answering the phone last night, I've been drinking all the time!"
"Dad, you can drink less in the future. Just drink..." Jiang Nansun advised him a few times.
Jiang Pengfei's head hurts a little now and wants to go to bed, so he interrupts directly:
"Nansun, I feel a little uncomfortable. If you have nothing to do, dad will die first and call you after sobering up~"
"It's really a problem to find you!" Jiang Nansun quickly said when he heard that his father was about to die.
"Tell me, I'll listen~" Jiang Pengfei was already asleep with one-third of his consciousness, and he was answering all by instinct.
When Jiang Nansun thought of what he wanted to say next, his face felt a little blushing. He had already thought about what he had thought about before, but he couldn't say it.
Finally, he was afraid that his father would fall asleep, Jiang Nansun gritted his teeth and said directly:
"Dad, I want to buy a house for my mom. Can you lend me some money?"
As soon as these words were spoken, they pulled out one-third of Jiang Pengfei's consciousness that was already in his sleep, and he was awake at that time:
"Nansun, what did you say? Dad didn't hear it very clearly just now!"
Jiang Nansun also took the initiative to talk to his father about his mother's work and residence.
Jiang Pengfei didn't say anything, sat up from the bed and sighed while listening to it. After all, Dai Yin and herself (the original body) have lived with her (the original body) for nearly 20 years, how could she have no feelings?
Jiang Nansun here has not heard his father's reply for a long time, and begged with some discomfort:
"I know I shouldn't say that. After all, you're already divorced, but I just want to help my mother!"
"Dad, is this money worthy of my borrowing? I will pay it back to you when I get my job!"
Jiang Pengfei had already made a decision in his heart and pretended to be a little unhappy and said:
"You kid, you are still seeing your father. Isn't your money yours?"
Then he said gently:
"Nansun, actually, your father is actually very happy with your mother's filial piety. Tell me how much do you want?"
Jiang Nansun didn't expect it to be so smooth. She hadn't considered it carefully before. These were the temporary decisions made when she saw her mother's residence last night, and she didn't know the house prices in Italy.
So I said embarrassedly:
"Dad, I don't know yet. I have more than 500,000 yuan in my hand now. With the bank card you gave me, I checked it and there are 200,000 yuan in it. I think there should be about 1 million yuan~"
"If you don't have enough in your hands, you can also lose a little!"
After hearing this, Jiang Pengfei said directly:
"Okay, keep the money in your hand yourself. Dad will transfer 2 million to you later. If it is not enough, call me. If you have any problems in the future, tell me what's wrong with your dad?
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"Just remember one purpose. The problems that can be solved with money in the future are not problems. Your father's money is your money, and your money is still your money!"
When Jiang Nansun heard his father say this, tears instantly came down and he murmured: "Thank you dad!"
"Okay, don't feel uncomfortable. Since you're there, just have fun and have fun. When you have no money, call your dad!"
"Don't forget to buy me some Parma ham when I came back. I'll hang it up first. There's something going on here~"
After saying that, Jiang Pengfei hung up the phone because Zhu Shijun, who lives next door, heard a sound from here, and opened the door and walked in.
After seeing Jiang Pengfei hang up, Zhu Shijun asked:
"Old Jiang, are you okay? Are we going to Jingyan today?"
Jiang Pengfei put his phone on the bedside table:
"I'll wash my face, let's go now, set up the house early, decorate it early, and make a profit early!"
"Don't worry, I just woke up, so it's not too late for us to have some breakfast!"
After Zhu Shijun said that, he looked out the window and sighed:
"You said they are all humans, and my elder brother drinks more than us. At 7 o'clock this morning, they went to work in the morning as if they were fine!"
Jiang Pengfei gave him a blank look:
"So Brother Shijie is the eldest, you can only be the second~"
Zhu Shijun walked over and hammered Jiang Pengfei's chest, and laughed and scolded:
"Get out, you're the second child, I'm the second!"
After the two of them finished their meal, they said hello to Zhu Youliang who was walking and took the bus to Jingyan Group.
When he passed by the bank, Jiang Pengfei got off the car and transferred some money to his daughter.
After the two arrived downstairs, they took the elevator to Jingyan Group on the 18th floor. When they got out of the elevator, they saw Fan Jingang waiting for the two at the door.
Jiang Pengfei gave him a thumbs up and sincerely praised him:
"Secretary Fan, you have a great alcohol tolerance. You drank so much yesterday, and today you still go to work like you are fine!"
Fan Jingang said modestly: "I am the only one with this advantage!"
"Mr. Zhu, Mr. Jiang, we Mr. Ye are waiting for you in the office!"
After saying that, he took the two to Ye Jinyan's office.
Chapter completed!
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