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Chapter 328 Pretend quietly

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    As soon as the boy got out of the car, Liu Jiagui walked over with a stern expression, "Xiaojun, hurry up and wash the car."

    Feng Jun smiled when he looked at him, didn't say anything, and still sat steadily in the car.

    Liu Jiagui¡¯s face darkened, ¡°Xiaojun, what do you mean, you¡¯re embarrassing me, right?¡±

    Feng Jun smiled and said, "I don't mean to embarrass you. You won't give me the gas money. I also have to pay for the car wash?"

    "How rare," Liu Jiagui glared and raised his hand to point at the other party, "If you don't pick up the bride today, your car won't be washed? Wash my car quickly and don't cause any trouble."

    "Don't point your finger at me," Feng Jun's face sank slightly at first, and then he laughed again, "Then I'll wash the car after I get back, don't be in a hurry."

    Liu Jiagui¡¯s eyes widened, ¡°Are you going to cause trouble for me about ten dollars? Think about who is getting married today!¡±

    "Haha, yes, it's only ten dollars," Feng Jun continued to laugh, "Uncle Jiagui, I don't handle animals like you."

    At this moment, a young man from my mother¡¯s family came over to give me the car money.

    Distributing cigarettes when setting off, handing out money when arriving at the groom¡¯s house, and then taking care of the food after returning. This is the standard procedure for entertaining the driver.

    Feng Jun took one look at the red envelope and was not in a hurry to take it. He smiled and asked Liu Jiagui, "Uncle Jiagui, can I take this red envelope?"

    If you don¡¯t let him get the red envelope, he will just leave. It¡¯s just a little gas money, and it¡¯s not him who is embarrassed.

    "Ah?" The young man who handed out the red envelope turned his head and looked at Liu Jiagui in astonishment, "What does this mean?"

    Liu Jiagui was so angry that he wanted to hit someone. The person who could be responsible for handing out red envelopes must be someone close to Mr. Chao¡¯s family. In fact, he knew this young man and was the nephew of the bride¡¯s father.

    At this time, he didn¡¯t dare to hesitate any more and could only squeeze out a smile, ¡°It¡¯s gift money, how can you not take it?¡±

    Feng Jun blinked, "Then I will really take it. You won't regret it, right?"

    Liu Jiagui couldn't bear it anymore and exploded. He roared in a low voice, "You drove here in a dirty car. Is this right?"

    "I just came back from Zhengyang last evening," Feng Jun was not angry, but said with a smile, "It doesn't matter if you don't pay for gas, you can't even give up ten yuan for car washing Isn't it embarrassing?"

    Liu Jiagui said nothing, took out ten dollars, threw it into the car, turned around and left.

    He didn't have the nerve to stay any longer. He was the one who found the car. Logically speaking, the gift money, cigarettes and lunch were all under the control of the host family. As for the gas money, if he mentioned it to the host family, the host family would also take care of it¡ª¡ª  Of course, this is a bit stingy.

    "If he doesn't mention it to the owner, then it's up to him to take care of it. Whether it's the car owner who pays or he pays, as long as it doesn't delay the owner's affairs.

    Now Feng Jun is giving him eye drops directly. As a helper, he is reluctant to pay for gas, not even for car washing. Isn¡¯t it embarrassing?

    So Liu Jiagui was really shameless and turned around and left.

    The young man in charge of handing out red envelopes looked at Liu Jiagui and then at the young man in the car. After being stunned for a moment, he handed over the red envelope and then said with a smile, "If you want to work harder, you can tell me."

    Feng Jun smiled and said, "It's not much money. The key is that this guy feels that I should pay this money and even scolded me for not washing the car."

    The young man smiled and asked noncommittally, "You came back yesterday?"

    "Yes," Feng Jun nodded and gave the other party a cigarette. "When I came back, I let Fa Xiao drag me to drink until twelve o'clock."

    "Oh," the young man nodded, turned and left.

    Feng Jun took a taxi and went to find a place to refuel. There was still half a tank of gas in the tank. He mainly used the gas to refuel and let the water cannon at the gas station spray the car.

    No matter what he said today, he would not make the car too clean, and he believed that no one would recognize the Phaeton.

    ¡°Are you kidding me? If the executive deputy mayor¡¯s sister marries her daughter, maybe there won¡¯t be many discerning people?

    In fact, there are people talking about him and his car right now.

    The kid who got off the car quickly found his father. His father was the bride¡¯s cousin, a very, very distant cousin. None of them were locals, but came from other provinces to attend the wedding.

    My cousin is a farmer. He has contracted an orchard at home and his life is pretty decent. He doesn¡¯t expect Mr. Chao and his family to help him. Anyway, he lives a frugal life and can handle the situations he needs to deal with.

    His son brought him a pack of cigarettes, but he didn¡¯t say he wanted to return them. His niece is getting married, and everyone is either a relative or a friend, so there¡¯s no need to worry about such a trivial matter.

    ??Previously?

    The man finally shut up.

    A few people were chatting here, but no one else came over - but some people seemed to have this intention, such as Liu Jiagui.

    But after the man glanced over, everyone just went about their business.

    Soon, it was half past ten, and the motorcade began to gather and drive towards Chaoyang.

    The man sat in the driver's seat, and the 80-year-old girl sat in the passenger seat. As soon as he opened the door, the man sighed, "With this configurationcan't others tell that this is a good car?"

    "I really can't tell. That stupid kid's dad can't even tell if he has a good cigarette. How can his kid understand that this is a luxury car?"

    Feng Jun sat in the back seat, and the seventy-five-minute girl sat side by side with him. Hearing the man's emotion, he yawned and said, "Is this a good car? Haha."

    The man looked at him through the rearview mirror and looked at him resentfully, "Brother, in your eyes, what is a good car?"

    Feng Jun laughed dryly, yawned again, and spoke very insincerely, "You are right, this is a good car. I'm dozing off take a nap."

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