"Packing?" Wen Xiangqi was so shocked that her voice was a little out of tune. In her dictionary, there has never been a word that can't finish eating, and the things that can't be finished are packed. Is it because of this lack of food?
"Yes, it's a waste not to pack things that can't be finished. Nowadays, I'm not the same as before. Of course, I can save money, and diligence and thrift are the traditional virtues of our country. Why, Sister Wen, you are so surprised. Do you have any opinions on this traditional virtue?" Shi Fiye raised his voice a little higher:
"Wealth and strength, democracy, civilisation, harmony, freedom, equality, justice, rule of law, patriotism, dedication, integrity and friendliness, I deeply implement the rule of civilisation and try to build a new style of civilisation as much as possible. Is there any problem?"
Wen Xiangqi opened her mouth and found that she couldn't refute it. She opened her mouth, which was eloquent and always good at fooling. She said, "You're right. You're doing a good job. There's nothing wrong."
"Well, I also think that I was too extravagant in the past. I had to buy so many luxury goods that I couldn't use. It was a waste of money, not to mention time and energy. It would be great if I could use this time to do something meaningful." Shi Fiye seemed to sigh very much:
"You said that there are so many people in need of help in the world. Why can't you see me in the past? It's good to use that money to support some children in poor areas. It's better than buying a bunch of luxury goods and throwing them at home. By the way, Sister Wen, you are so kind and beautiful, you should have helped those who need help a lot, right?"
It's true that Wen Xiangqi is good at fooling people and setting up people for herself. As for helping the poor, hehe, that's dreaming. She is not so kind. She doesn't think it's enough to spend money herself. How can she be so kind to spend money on others?
However, she still smiled very sincerely: "Yes, I have nothing to do, and I also help some people in need from time to time. After all, my parents have taught me since I was a child that I must share with others and help those in need."
Wen Xiangqi thought that Shi Fiye wanted to talk to her about this matter, but Shi Fiye changed the topic:
"Since Sister Wen is so generous to other people we don't know each other, we have known each other for so long, and our relationship is still so good. Now that I have encountered difficulties and become a poor person, won't Sister Wen help me?"
"Ah?" Wen Xiangqi didn't expect that Shi Fiye, who had always loved face, would say such a sentence.
Shi Fiye put on a particularly difficult and pitiful expression: "Sister Wen, don't you know how hard my life is nowadays. I have to lick the cover for a glass of yoghurt, and I dare not buy clothes and bags. I look at my cold face every day, and I dare not mention money. There is no one to call others. I'm willing to pick it up."
Seeing that Wen Xiangqi's face had changed a little, Shi Feye simply got up and moved to Wen Xiangqi's side, grabbed her hand and grabbed her so hard that she didn't give her a chance to escape:
"Sister Wen, you are the only one who is willing to come to me. You are the only one I can ask for help. You are usually rich, and if you reach out to me casually, it will be 200,000 or 300,000 yuan. You can't be so stingy with me, an old friend, can you? You will help me, right? After all, we are good sisters.
Deliberately biting the accent on the three words 'good sister', seeing that the other party had not yet reacted, Shi Fiye added another sentence: "Speaking of which, I haven't talked to my previous male friends."