My Dad Has Bad Eyesight and Always Misses One Digit When Transferring Money
by Hammer
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My dad likes to let me do the shopping for him. But he has bad eyesight and always misses one digit when transferring money. I didn't pay much attention and silently made up the difference every time. Until my younger brother got angry in front of me: "Every time dad buys something, he transfers money to you and asks you to help buy it." "I've never seen you send the price of something, and I don't know how much difference you made secretly." My dad smiled and didn't explain it to me, and seemed to acquiesce to his younger brother's statement. My heart suddenly became cold. Over the years, he has asked me to help him buy various things, and he always transfers less money to me. Afterwards, I said lightly: "I have bad eyesight and pressed the wrong button." In total, I paid at least 20 to 300,000 yuan in subsidies, but I still have the reputation of making a profit from the price difference. So, when my dad transferred money to me again and asked me to book a New Year's Eve dinner for 4,000 yuan. I clicked the check button and then ordered a New Year's Eve dinner worth RMB 400.
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