Chapter 700 The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility
When Jia Zhang saw the weird operation in Liu Haizhong, she immediately became unhappy.
Having an invisible donation box is a clear message to people in the hospital that they can donate, but they must not donate too much.
The family has lost hundreds of dollars this time. If each neighbor in the yard only donates a few cents, it will not solve any problems.
Thinking of this, Jia Zhang no longer remained silent and shouted at Liu Haizhong: "Liu Haizhong, what do you mean? Are you deliberately targeting our Jia family?"
"Don't think I don't know what's going on in your mind. You're just the old hen. My family has been compensating you. Could it be that all the white steamed buns you eat every day go into your dog's stomach?"
"Put the box aside and just drop the money on the table!"
When it comes to offending people, Jia Zhang's ability is unmatched. She made Liu Haizhong angry with just a few words.
Into the dog's stomach?
Liu Haizhong was so angry that veins on his forehead were throbbing, and he wanted to throw the donation box in Jia Zhang's face right there and then.
One white flour steamed bun every day was the agreement between the two families, but when these words came out of Jia Zhang's mouth, it sounded as if he was taking advantage of the Jia family.
Yan Bugui, who was standing by, glanced at Liu Haizhong, who was about to lose his temper, and said helplessly, "Jia Zhang, when your family went to the street office to apply for donations, didn't the clerk tell you the donation regulations?"
"Donations are voluntary and cannot be forced. The amount of donations can be made public, but it can also be kept confidential. If you are not satisfied with this donation box, then simply don't let people in the hospital donate!"
Although the third uncle Yan Bugui's temperament is calmer than Liu Haizhong, asking him to donate money is undoubtedly cutting his own flesh and blood, especially since he just recently helped Yan Jiecheng get married, which cost a lot of money.
"Yan Laokou, why are you wearing the same pants as Liu Haizhong..."
Jia Zhang wanted to scold Yan Bugui as well, but was stopped by Qin Huairu who was standing by.
Whoops!
It's really unlucky to have such a mother-in-law.
Now it's the critical time to donate money, and Jia Zhang still dares to jump out and quarrel with the manager. Isn't this just making things difficult for herself?
"Mom, please say less. Just follow the arrangements of the second and third uncles." Qin Huairu pretended to be reasonable in front of her neighbors in order to gain more sympathy.
"Mom, listen to Huairu and say less."
Jia Dongxu, who had escaped the investigation, was no longer so panicked at this time. Instead, he began to look forward to how much money he could get from this donation conference.
Therefore, we must not let Jia Zhang ruin this donation.
Seeing that her son and daughter-in-law had united as one, no matter how unhappy Jia Zhang was, she could only curl her lips and give up.
Seeing that Jia Zhang had calmed down, Liu Haizhong snorted coldly and reached out to knock on the donation box: "Now, start donating. Let me remind you again that you should donate according to your ability and don't be impulsive."
After saying that, Liu Haizhong picked up the porcelain jar on the table and drank a sip of water, as if he was the one who donated first.
"Second uncle is right, everyone should do what they can!"
While Liu Haizhong was drinking tea and watching the show, Yi Zhonghai, who had been silent the whole time, suddenly came out. He glanced at everyone in the courtyard and said, "It is said that with great ability comes great responsibility. Although there are some misunderstandings between the Jia family and me, I feel sorry for them when I see their house burned down like this. So, I will donate four dollars, hoping to help the Jia family."
After saying that, he took out a four-dollar bill, smoothed it with his hand, and then stuffed it into the donation box in front of everyone.
It was indeed four dollars, and everyone in the hospital saw it clearly.
Um? ?
Seeing this, Liu Haizhong suddenly sat up straight and stared at Yi Zhonghai with narrowed eyes.
Mad, you were careless!
Just now, he was only concerned with targeting the Jia family and ignored his old rival Yi Zhonghai, which allowed him to take advantage of the opportunity and show off in front of everyone.
This is four dollars, and Liu Haizhong only planned to donate ten cents.
After being tricked by Yi Zhonghai, this second uncle was immediately put in a difficult position.
On purpose, absolutely on purpose!
What’s the bullshit that the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. Does this guy still think he is the boss of the hospital?
Yi Zhonghai naturally noticed the unfriendly look in Liu Haizhong's eyes, but he remained calm and pretended not to see it.
There is no need to say much about the relationship between the Jia family and him. Now they have reached the point where they don't even say hello when they meet.
But this does not conflict with the donation. The reason why he donated four dollars was to show it to the people in the courtyard. Look, even though I have a bad relationship with the Jia family, I still extended a helping hand. How generous and how forgiving.
Combined with the last donation of grain to the Jia family and some recent preparations made in the courtyard, Yi Zhonghai felt that after a few more visits, he should be able to apply to the street office to continue being the manager of the courtyard.
Jia Zhang also looked at Yi Zhonghai in surprise. She didn't expect him to donate four dollars. Could it be that this guy had a change of heart and remembered the importance of Jia Dongxu?
"Thank you, Uncle Yi."
Qin Huairu leaned towards Yi Zhonghai, her eyes becoming even redder than before.
“I’ll donate one dollar!”
Liu Haizhong glanced at Yi Zhonghai, gritted his teeth and took out a dollar from his pocket.
He originally only wanted to donate one cent, but now he has to donate one dollar. If he doesn't donate more, it will damage his image as an uncle.
"Well, my salary is not high, and Jie Cheng just got married, so I really want to, but I can't afford it!" The third uncle Yan Bugui sighed, took out a wrinkled two cents from his pocket, and stuffed it into the donation box in front of everyone.
Compared to Liu Haizhong, Yan Bugui didn't care so much about the identity of the steward. In fact, if the identity of the steward could be traded, Yan Bugui could sell the identity of the third uncle for two hundred yuan.
What's the matter with face? Is having money important?
Two cents is his limit.
Five dollars and twenty cents!
Qin Huairu stared at the donation box and suddenly felt a little disappointed.
Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui are basically the people who donated the most. If Sha Zhu had not been married, he would have been similar to Yi Zhonghai. Unfortunately, Sha Zhu's mind is no longer on himself.
"Forget it, I'll donate fifty cents as a blessing for my son!" Sha Zhu was the fourth one to stuff the money into the donation box.
After stuffing it in, Sha Zhu kicked Xu Damao and said, "What are you looking at? I'm praying for my son, so hurry up too."
Although the relationship between the two has eased a lot compared to before, after all, they have been at odds with each other since childhood, so Sha Zhu habitually wants to rebuke Xu Damao.
"Silly!" Xu Damao curled his lips, raised his chin and looked at Sha Zhu through his nose: "Maybe there's a girl in her belly!"
After saying that, he looked at Chen Jun on the side and said with a smile: "I will donate as much as Chen Jun, we brothers will donate in sync!"