Chapter 684: Chapter 384: A Great Benefactor Bringing Good News to Millions of Male Compatriots
"Uncle, why aren’t you saying anything?" After waiting for a long time without a response, Ivy Miller got anxious.
"Ivy Miller, you might as well just go back today."
"Is telling me to go back the only thing you have to say to me?
Come on, you’ve slept with me already, and now you’re trying to avoid responsibility, aren’t you?
Aren’t you a military man? How can a soldier be so irresponsible like you?"
When she said this, her voice was a bit loud.
Henry Sullivan gritted his teeth: "Where are you?"
"At the gate."
"Wait for me," he hung up the phone and came out of the office.
Actually, there wasn’t anything happening today, but he just didn’t want to stay in the dorm.
In the past, when he was alone, he’d overthink things.
Now that there was an Ivy Miller in the room, he found it noisy.
He arrived at the gate of the base, exchanged a salute with the warrior, and walked over to Ivy Miller, who was kicking pebbles at the entrance of the duty room.
Seeing his grim face approaching, Ivy Miller huffed and turned her back on him.
He was surprised that she would dare to act like this in front of his soldiers.
This little girl was asking for trouble.
He approached, displeased: "Ivy Miller, turn around."
"I’m angry," Ivy Miller’s voice was very loud.
Henry Sullivan realized that since last night, his life seemed to have been turned upside down.
He regretted the foolish decision to get married four months ago again.
"Fine, I’ll call my father-in-law," his voice was soft, but Ivy Miller quickly turned around with a smile: "Oh honey, I was just joking with you."
Henry Sullivan was speechless, she changed her mood faster than turning a page, he really was seeing it.
"Uncle, look, I’m quite helpless too.
When I come to see you, I can’t just close the shop, right?
We all have to be trustworthy people; now that they’ve paid me, I can’t just not deliver the goods now.
That would be fraud."
Henry Sullivan gritted his teeth and whispered: "Are you that short of money?"
He said this as he took out a card from his wallet and handed it to her: "This is my pay card, it’s yours."
Ivy Miller’s eyes lit up, when a man is willing to give you his salary card, what does that say?
She chuckled, reaching out to take it but then thought of something and withdrew her hand.
"No, I won’t live off charity, or spend charity money."
"Why do you have so many problems."
"You just don’t like me, so nothing I do pleases you.
No work is more or less respectable, soldiers have their pride, as do those who sell dolls.
I’m a great benefactor bringing joy to a million male comrades.
You may look down on me, but others are grateful to me in their hearts."
Henry Sullivan gritted his teeth: "I say one thing to you, and you have a hundred replies waiting for me."
"I’m just standing up for my rights with reason and logic.
My dad always said, a gentleman has things he will and won’t do.
Though I’m a woman, I know being untrustworthy is wrong."
"Alright, alright, you’re good. Now tell me, if you don’t ship the goods today, are you just going to stand here and not leave?"
"Why wouldn’t I leave, standing here won’t get the goods shipped?
I will leave, I’ll walk to town to ship them, but if I get lost, don’t regret it."
Henry Sullivan raised an eyebrow and smiled: "Alright, go ahead, it’s a poor mountain area with wolves coming down the mountain from time to time.
Walk to town, it’ll give you a taste of the local ’scenery’, if anything dangerous happens, remember to call 911 for help."
After saying that, he turned back to head towards the base.
Wolves? Ivy Miller shivered, hurriedly catching up to Henry Sullivan: "Uncle, uncle, wait for me."