: Fanwai: I let you go and imprisoned myself (5)

Gu Xicheng frowned slightly. After they went up to the third floor, they didn't go in immediately.
"Lao Gu, I'll tell you the truth, don't play hard work, brothers and sisters are young and still have children, and you don't let go of those people, how do they grow up?" The political commissar said earnestly.
"Take these people out, otherwise you can't make a difference." Gu Xicheng said in a deep voice. "I have a sense of being, not one who is unreasonable."
The political commissar shook his head. "You, just rely on the generosity of your siblings. Go ahead, rest early, don't be busy tomorrow, pick up your siblings." The political commissar said, patted him on the shoulder of Gu Xicheng, then turned back to his home.
After Gu Xicheng returned home, he changed his quilt, wiped the floor, and then reached for his cell phone. There was no reply from Chu Luoyi.
"Didi--"
The phone rang suddenly, Gu Xicheng looked down and saw an email.
[Hi, Gu,
I saw your letter. I have seen the kind of cloth you said, but few people use it to make wedding dresses now. You know, the cost is too high, and the raw materials alone have already exceeded ten million.
Therefore, I really recommend that you do not use this material. 】
Gu Xicheng looked at the reply above and started typing.
[Reply to jock:
I don't mind the cost because she is worth it. 】
[Reply to Gu:
A wedding dress has tens of millions of raw materials and it takes at least one year to complete. I dare not estimate the cost. Is she really worth it? 】
[Reply to jock:
Worth it, please. 】
[Reply to Gu:
ok, okay, it seems you love that girl very much, I will arrange it from now on. 】
[Reply to jock:
thankyou! 】
Gu Xicheng finished replying to his friend, then leaned on the bed and looked at the message sent by his father.
[Spend 100 million? Did you buy an aircraft carrier? 】
Gu Xicheng bowed his head, reached out and squeezed his forehead, and then thought about calling his dad.
"Hey, say--"
Directly and simply as always.
Gu Xicheng touched the tip of his nose slightly, and then said, "Dad."
"I can't say something tomorrow?" Gu Juxi said impatiently, but purposefully lowered his voice.
"I just want to tell you that this one billion is not enough." Gu Xicheng knew what he was suppressing, afraid to wake his mother.
"Fail, lose, it's all yours, I'll hang up."
Gu Xicheng looked at the hung up phone and saw how disgusted his father was. It happened that he didn't treat his father that much.
But his dad asked, still because this was the first time he took such a large sum of money from the company account, so his dad was curious, and now impatient, probably knowing what he was doing.
His father's thinking is still as strange as ever. The father of other people knows that his child has spent more than one billion yuan to make a piece of clothing. He probably thinks that this child is really crazy.
But his father gave a sentence: lose it, lose it.
Gu Xicheng looked at the photos on the table, thinking about the words of the political commissar and the soldiers who did not leave the division.
This life has been a bit hilarious.
Can't let go of the other side, so I can only try to balance it.
In Qinxin Garden of City A, it was already late at night when Chu Luowei and Qiao Weiya returned.
After Chu Luowei stopped, he gave Qiao Weiya a glance, and he was not a child anymore. He had to come back. You must return to Qinxin Garden. It was really going to go to each house and find a division of labor.