Mobile reading When Widow Gao heard that the phone was picked up, she kept talking aggrievedly.
She didn't expect Gao Dong on the other end of the phone to be holding a phone, but his brows were furrowed tightly.
She didn't care what Widow Gao said, and just said coldly.
He said: "Didn't I tell you to call me less?"
All the sounds stopped.
Widow Gao held the phone and was filled with sadness.
She covered her mouth and started crying.
She suppressed the cry very low, but through the phone, Gao Dong could still hear the sound.
A somewhat impatient voice came over: "Why are you crying again?
I make endless phone calls every day.
Didn't I tell you to go back at the end of the month?
Don't you understand?"
"Can't you come back a few days early?
I'm going to be bullied to death.
It'll be too late for you to come back after I'm dead."
Widow Gao was feeling uncomfortable and growled hoarsely into the phone.
"Go back, go back, just let me go back.
There is no travel expenses.
I will ask for leave in a while.
You can send me some money.
I bought the ticket and will go back tomorrow."
Gao Dong took the phone and took a deep breath, and finally agreed.
Gao Widow's request, but put forward a precondition, that is, money.
Widow Gao was usually at home with her original owner, and she could save as much as she could.
Of course, this province was mainly about what the original owner ate and what she wore.
As for Widow Gao herself, she could still live a good life, but she didn't save anything.
What money is real.
Especially in the past few days, Widow Gao has been injured again and again.
The little money she had in her hand has been used by her to see the doctor.
Now, let alone remitting money to Gao Dong, she is just asking her to pay an extra cent.
She can't even take out the money "I will sell the chickens tomorrow and send you money.
You want to buy a bus ticket?"
Widow Gao did not dare to say that she had no money.
She actually knew what kind of virtue her son was.
She was afraid of not having money.
As soon as he said the words, his son would hold off and refused to come back.
Now in this village, Widow Gao feels that the only person she can rely on is her son Gao Dong.
Everyone else has either been deceived by An Qing or is with An Qing.
She is afraid.
She is afraid that An Qing will be silent.
He killed her without any interest, and there were a bunch of people who testified against An Qing, saying that she didn't do anything.
"Okay, then you give me money tomorrow and I'll buy a ticket for the day after tomorrow."
Gao Dong sneered and said after hearing Widow Gao give some money and do this and that.
"I'll try to send you money as early as possible tomorrow.
See if you can buy a ticket for the afternoon and come back early."
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Widow Gao said hurriedly after hearing Gao Dong say that she would send money to you tomorrow and come back the day after tomorrow.
"You don't know when tomorrow you will send the money.
How will I buy the ticket?
Let's wait until you send the money."
Gao Dong muttered impatiently, then hung up the phone, turned around and went to the office.
A beautiful woman on the other side stood in front of her and said softly, "I'm going home tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.
I'll buy you the bag you were looking at before I went home.
Remember to be good."
"Then it depends on your performance yesterday.
Xiao Wang from the marketing department downstairs said that as long as I have a meal with him, he will buy me the latest bag."
The beautiful woman raised her eyebrows.
He looked at Gao Dong with erratic eyes, smiled softly, and said slowly, but it made Gao Dong's heart jump.
"Xiao Wang, with the virtues of that fool Xiao Wang, I don't believe you can like him."
Gao Dong secretly made a mental note to Xiao Wang downstairs, and then looked at the beautiful woman, not without derogatory words. said.
"Who cares about good looks these days?
Xiao Wang is not as good-looking as you, but he has a house.
This house can leave many people behind."
The beautiful woman shrugged and said nonchalantly.
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