Chapter 118 - 117: Mezzanine?
Gong Ruwen looked at the pile of books beside Uncle Zhao Gang and then at the stuff by his own feet, feeling like crying.
The gap was indeed huge; it really seemed like his dad came here to help Gong Ruini buy boxes, as he took all the boxes here.
"Why did you buy so many boxes?" Although Zhao Gang thought these boxes were unusually dirty, he wasn’t foolish; he knew what kind of person his own friend was.
Not to mention tight-fisted and stingy like the landlords of old times, at least not someone who spends money easily.
Even if he had to buy boxes for Gong Ruini, he wouldn’t buy so many. There must be something off here.
Zhao Gang regretted not asking earlier, but looking at the books by his feet, he felt it wasn’t too much of a loss. He gained quite a lot this time.
"Good stuff," Zhao Gang affirmed.
Gong Tao chuckled, "We didn’t come here without a plan. These things can be used as furniture when we bring them back."
"You know kids grow up; they need their boxes, and we have more stuff too." Gong Tao cheerfully explained why they needed so many boxes.
Sure, pack them, just pack them as they said, really making everyone look like fools. Zhao Gang squinted his eyes at Gong Tao.