Low-end double

"Dayong, sister, I beg you. I have no one else to rely on besides your own brother. My parents are getting older. They can't scare the old lady because of me. What a crime I have to do." !" The other end of the phone said with a bit of crying.

Wang Dayong felt pain in his head when he heard it, and his heart softened, and he said, "Okay, okay, at most I will empty out my own family, and I can only give you 5 yuan, and I really have nothing to do with the rest. "

As soon as Wang Hui heard that he let go, he quickly agreed, "All right, fifty thousand is fifty thousand, and I will figure out the rest."

At this time, Wang Dayong lost his appetite, and he put down the bowl and chopsticks, "I'll send you the money in a few days."

After finishing speaking, Wang Dayong wanted to hang up the phone, but he didn't expect the other end of the phone to say hurriedly, "Why is it so troublesome, and it's not far away, why go to the bank, I'll come to you to get it later, that's it." Wang Hui hung up the phone, as if he was afraid that giving Wang Dayong a moment to speak would make him regret it.

Before Wang Dayong could say this, he hung up the phone neatly, not giving him any chance to protest, Wang Dayong threw the phone on the table, the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable it became.

After giving the money, Wang Dayong felt a little annoyed, but he didn't do anything to his sister, and he said this, so he couldn't regret it in the end.

Wang Dayong still wants to take a few more orders to earn some money. The savings he has accumulated for several years are flowing out like this, and his heart is bleeding. After staying here for so many years, it is only a little money to be around. Feeling safe, Wang Dayong wished he could work hard to get more guests, so that he could feel more at ease.

But after a while, his sister's call came, saying that she had already taken a taxi and was going to Wang Dayong's house.

When Li Ming stabbed Lou Zi, he couldn't get in touch with his sister, so the one who wanted to borrow money was really not ordinary positive.Wang Dayong sneered in his heart.

Wang Dayong sent an address and asked her sister to wait for him there, and he would pick her up.

He lives with Xiao Jue now, and puts all the money and cards there. It seems that today he heard that Xiao Jue had a meal. At that time, Xiao Jue was on the phone with the driver. In the end, Xiao Jue just said lightly, I didn't raise the driver for free rice.

Wang Dayong always felt that Xiao Jue was a bit weird recently, and he could say a word or two about him, but Wang Dayong didn't take it seriously for a couple of days, but it was always like this, and Wang Dayong couldn't help being a little unhappy in his heart.

Wang Dayong picked up Wang Hui and drove back. When he got downstairs, Wang Hui looked around curiously, "Hey, aren't you working as a driver for that rich man? Why do you drive a taxi?"

Wang Dayong was stunned for a moment, he forgot about it, he told his sister before that he was Xiao Jue's personal driver, and now he drove a taxi to pick him up without paying attention, didn't he reveal his truth?

"Ah...Xiao Jue doesn't go out often, I earn extra money." Wang Dayong explained perfunctorily.

Although Wang Hui felt a little weird in his heart, he couldn't find the problem, so he looked outside again and said, "Why do I think something is wrong?"

Wang Dayong was startled, and asked calmly, "What's wrong?"

Wang Hui looked at the place with disdain, "Isn't this just an ordinary residential area? Your boss drives a million-dollar car and lives in this kind of place?"

"That...the rich man, maybe he pretends to be different from us in his head." Wang Dayong laughed and fooled.

After parking the car, Wang Dayong said, "You wait here, I'll go up and get things."

"Hey, it's all here, I'll go up and have a look."

"That's the boss's place, can I take you in casually?" Wang Dayong said coldly.

Wang Hui said indifferently, "What's there in this place? Anyway, I think your boss is weird. At worst, I'll just stand at the door and not go in. You haven't committed any crimes. What are you worried about?"

Wang Dayong had nothing to do with his sister, but he didn't want her to follow him up, so he said with a cold face, "If you want money, just wait here!"

Wang Hui obviously didn't expect Wang Dayong to say this, and his face was not good-looking, but he wanted to ask for help, so he just turned his face away, and said nothing with Leng's face.

Only then did Wang Dayong get out of the car, slammed the door and left.

When Wang Dayong went upstairs, he thought Xiao Jue had already gone out, but when he opened the door, he saw Xiao Jue changing shoes at the door, saw him open the door, and asked with some doubts, "Why are you back?"

"Bring something, are you going out?" Wang Dayong said a little uncomfortably.

Xiao Jue nodded, but said nothing.

Wang Dayong went into the house, turned over his wallet and went out, Xiao Jue slightly raised his eyebrows looking at the things in his hand, and followed him downstairs without saying anything.

When they arrived at the garage, before Wang Dayong could speak, Wang Hui came up to greet him. The eager look made Xiao Jue suspect that he had admitted the wrong person.

Wang Dayong opened his wallet and handed a card to his sister, and said honestly, "That's all, I usually save this card, and the password is my birthday."

Wang Hui unceremoniously took it and put it in his pocket, while Xiao Jue stood behind and frowned at them without making a sound.

Wang Hui suddenly caught a glimpse of Xiao Jue with his sharp eyes, and put on a smile as if changing his face, and said loudly, "Isn't this Mr. Xiao? Dayong, you don't tell me, let him stand there and watch the joke."

Wang Dayong didn't speak, Xiao Jue had a weird smile on his lips.

Wang Hui walked over calmly, and asked with a smile, "Mr. Xiao, where are you going? I went to a restaurant a few days ago, and the food there is really good. If you are free, I might as well take you to try it. "

At this time, a well-dressed man suddenly came over and asked Xiao Jue respectfully, "Mr. Xiao, the car is ready, can we go?"

Xiao Jue nodded, and prepared to leave without even looking at Wang Hui lifting his foot.

Wang Hui suddenly became a little confused, and suddenly asked, "Mr. Xiao... who is he?"

"My driver."

"Huh? Isn't your driver my younger brother?" Wang Hui smiled stiffly.

Xiao Jue glanced at her lightly, with a cold smile on his lips, "It's better to pick some sensible people when you go to a high-end place."

Wang Hui couldn't hold back his face, Xiao Jue cast a mocking look at this snobbish and vain woman, then at Wang Dayong behind him, and said calmly, "This person must always be self-aware, little Zhang, let's go."

As soon as these words came out, Wang Hui's face obviously became ugly, Xiao Jue's words were obviously hitting her in the face,

Xiao Jue didn't care so much, and walked to the car after speaking, Xiao Zhang opened the car door for him, and closed it respectfully after he got in, drawing an insurmountable boundary between him and Wang Dayong with every move.

When the car got out, Wang Hui also got into the car, his face collapsed all of a sudden, and he said in a strange way, "What do you mean by your boss? Rich people don't have a good thing, and they all look like a demon." Angry, it's really not a good thing!"

"Enough, stop talking." Wang Dayong said under his throat.

But Wang Hui seemed not to have heard, and still muttered, "I can't say anymore? The grandson didn't give you much money, did he? Live in this kind of place, and hire two drivers. What about the little boy in the bag!"

Wang Dayong stepped on the brake, and Wang Hui leaned over suddenly, almost hitting the front. After he reacted, he yelled at Wang Dayong, "What are you doing! You took the wrong medicine!"

"Get out of the car." Wang Dayong spat out two words.

"what?"

"I'll let you get out of the car." Wang Dayong repeated angrily.

"You are sick, why should I get off here?" Wang Hui shouted unceremoniously.

Wang Dayong suddenly turned his head and took a look at Wang Hui, Wang Hui was a little scared by that look, and fell silent all of a sudden.

"Sister, I helped you twice and three times because I called you sister. I am your younger brother. I have no reason not to help you when you have difficulties, but sister, I also have my own life to live. I am your dear brother." Brother, my money is earned by my own sweat. We are a family. Don’t take me for a fool. To put it bluntly, I don’t care how much money you take from others, but don’t take me as one of them. One. What do you mean by that to Xiao Jue, do you think he can take a fancy to you?"

Hearing that his face turned green and white, Wang Hui glared at Wang Dayong bitterly, then drove the door and stepped on high-heeled shoes and walked down, slammed the car door over, and then said nothing Turned around and left.

Sitting in his seat, Wang Dayong felt bored, anxious, angry, chilled, and exhausted. All kinds of things were intertwined, making his heart feel like a ball.

The savings that have been spent for so many years can't be paid off in the end. This is the family affection he misses so much.

This man must always be a little self-aware.

Xiao Jue's words were like a knife piercing Wang Dayong's heart.

Wang Dayong knew that Xiao Jue was talking about his sister, Wang Hui felt ashamed when Wang Hui saw Xiao Jue's swaying appearance, but Wang Dayong also felt that Xiao Jue was talking about him.

No education, no experience, no skills, Xiao Jue’s life was a mess before, he didn’t feel it, Xiao Jue’s condition has improved a lot these days, he is willing to go out with friends, draw design drawings and read books, Wang Dayong thinks this is a good sign , but as soon as Xiao Jue recovered, he felt farther and farther away from him.

If Wang Dayong hadn't had this face, he wouldn't have been able to match Xiao Jue, but now, he always feels that he is inferior in front of Xiao Jue, even with his sister, he is facing Xiao Jue like a clown The song is flattering, ridiculous and sad.