Chapter 128: Who can know the little girl’s mind

Zhang Ke threw the hairpin across the courtyard wall. Although the sound of falling into the water was very small, the people in the courtyard could still hear it clearly.

Xu Si's mother said sorry: "What a beautiful hairpin, let your uncle repair it another day, but will it still be worn the same? You children just don't cherish things."

Seeing that his mother really treated her hairpins as a street stall, Xu Si stared at Zhang Ke in a daze: It’s too irresistible to cherish things that cost thousands of yuan. Ordinary people can be worried about thousands of yuan.

Chen Feirong was stunned, feeling complicated, and didn't know what to say. She didn't think that the things Tang Jing gave her were expensive, but she couldn't tell Zhou Fu. At this time, she saw Zhang Ke throwing the things into the river, wondering if she was a little too much and felt a little guilty, but she was unwilling to bow her head in front of Zhang Ke.

Xu Wei came out of the kitchen with the dishes and glared at Zhang Keshou: "Why are you unhappy with Fei Rong again? Why don't you apologize!"

Zhou Fu smiled and said, "He could tell the difference between real and fake diamonds. He had just said that he had made a big mistake. At this time, he quickly sewed his mouth, took the plate from Xu Wei's hand, and went into the wine room first. Xu Hongbo and Xu Haishan had already sat inside.

Liu Fen stood in the corridor and saw all this. Although she didn't think the hairpin was really worth, she also believed that it was given to Feirong by Zhang Ke. She only felt that Feirong had told Zhou Fu in public that she got angry and walked over and scolded her: "How old is she still a child's temper?" She could no longer see how she was ill half a year ago. She was clean and clean, and she could rest at ease after being hospitalized. Her complexion recovered well. She was less than 40 years old and looked calm. She looked pretty and charming. Chen Feirong really inherited her good embryo.

Chen Qizhi's level of banquet was first-class. He was just a table of dishes, but he spent a lot of time. During the banquet, he naturally talked about the paper mill. Liu Fen also cared about this most. He asked Zhou Fu mysteriously: "Yesterday, Accountant Zhang came to play and said that if this batch of pulp was down, the factory said that he would make less than six million yuan. He was obedient to have a hole in it. I have been in the paper mill for twenty years. Wouldn't it mean that the money the paper mill earned in twenty years is not more than a year?"

When talking about the recent situation of the paper mill, Zhou Fu was full of energy. It was precisely because of the current good situation that he felt respect for Zhang Ke, the young man. He squinted his eyes, and his joy and smile were overflowing from his eyelids. He said, "If it weren't for the district's exemption of a lot of fees, it would be not that exaggerated. Then again, even if there was no preferential policies in the district, plus the old factory, it would be sure to have 10 million a year. At that time, Zhao Sanqiang and the others firmly resisted the relocation of the factory. Now they were convinced. They were bitten and refused to pay the deposit. They took 600 yuan in comfort money before the New Year, but they lowered their heads and didn't dare to look at me. They blocked me at home on New Year's Eve and asked me if it was okay to pay the deposit. He didn't think about it when I began to persuade him to pay the deposit, he poured tea water on me."

"Why was he anxious at this time? Last time he and his wife came to see me in the hospital, but didn't mention this?"

"The factory adjusts his salary during the Chinese New Year. He is a temporary worker. He doesn't consider their part for the time being. He doesn't mention the interest rate paid by the factory to the deposit. Adjusting the salary will make him lose money. How can he not be in a hurry?" Zhou Fu smiled proudly.

Zhang Ke was eating with white wine and kept silent. In 1994 and 1995, prices soared, employees' wages stagnated, and a large number of enterprises were in a downturn, resulting in a sharp decline in living standards. Employees were most sensitive to material rewards, and all incentive mechanisms were the most effective during this period.

"How big is the gap?" Liu Fen wanted to retain her identity as a formal employee before, but a deposit of 10,000 yuan was a bit difficult for her family. She could be discharged from the hospital and she still owed thousands of yuan in the factory for medical expenses.

"If you ask about salary adjustments, there will be adjustments to varying degrees. The work experience will be diluted. According to the job remuneration, the average worker's range will be a little worse, and it will be tilted towards technical and management personnel. If Zhao Sanqiang is not a temporary worker, with his technical level, there will be no problem to evaluate an assistant engineer. His salary will be at least twice as long as it is now."

"So much?" Liu Fen's eyes shone brightly, "Isn't it back in two years? In this way, how many times will Director Zhou's salary increase?"

Zhou Fu smiled and said, "My work relationship has been transferred to Kumho long ago. I am a colleague with Assistant Xu. The salary adjustment of the paper mill this time is nothing to do with me?"

Liu Fen glanced at Xu Si and asked with a smile: "How much does Xu Si get in Jinhu for a month? Isn't it less than Zhou Fu? Zhou Wenbin, a few days ago, was he yelling to buy a BP machine, but it took him less than two months to arrive in Jinhu?"

"How can I compare with Director Zhou?" Xu Si smiled, "I am just an ordinary employee in Jinhu, and Director Zhou is the management."

Zhou Fu really doesn't know how much Xu Si will pay for a month, but seeing how close she and Zhang Ke and Xie Wanqing are, her salary will never be less than that of him and Jiang Wei. He is not very clear about the turmoil that occurred in the senior management of Haizhou City last summer. There is no need to take salary to show off at the dinner table. He knows in his heart that Liu Fen mentioned this or she is concerned about her work arrangements for returning to the factory after the New Year.

Sure enough, Liu Fen joked next: "Director Zhou is not a paper mill anymore, so I'll invite you to drink today, isn't it in vain?"

"This wine is not in vain, isn't the paper mill still in charge? You are the old accountant of the paper mill, and no one can blame you..."

Zhang Ke looked up at Zhou Fu, smiled at Xu Hongbo and said, "You dare to make a guarantee, listen to your voice, Director Zhou is the only one in Jinhu..."

Zhou Fu asked Zhang Ke to say this and stood there. He said the wrong thing again. He quickly changed his words and said, "If there are any rules in the factory, you have to follow the rules. You will never treat old employees badly."

Zhou Fu changed his mind and the atmosphere on the table changed.

With the inherent advantages of women, Liu Fen can say some half-true and half-false words, and it will not attract people's hatred. He asked Zhou Fu: "If I can't make up enough deposit, I can only work as a temporary worker when I go back to the paper mill. Will the accounting office need temporary worker?"

"Haha," Zhou Fu smiled. He knew that Xie Wanqing was the general manager of Jinhu and could take the comfort money before the New Year. Zhang Ke could still make the decision. If Zhang Ke couldn't figure out what Zhang Ke meant, he could only answer Liu Fen: "I have paid the deposit. The paper mill has started, are you still afraid that the factory will collapse? Even if one day it will go bankrupt, dismantle the machine, and sell the factory, you have to repay the deposit paid by the employees first. To put it bluntly, after the Spring Festival, the factory will not be short of tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands. Paying the deposit can be regarded as adding benefits to everyone. The interest is much more suitable than depositing in the bank. Many people in the factory get interest money at the end of the year, so they come to ask if they can pay some deposits. Just say Zhou Wenbin, he has no relationship with the paper mill now. Do you ask him if he is happy that the factory will return the deposit to him?"

Liu Fen sighed and said, "My family situation can be compared with you. Otherwise, you can lend me 10,000 yuan, and the interest money given by the factory will be yours."

"If you want to borrow money from me, your Chen Qi doesn't doubt what I have with you..." Zhou Fu smiled, "I have to go home and ask my wife."

"Go to the point," Liu Fen blushed, "You have to nod, Zhang Cui and I will borrow this money." Liu Fen has been an accountant in a paper mill. Whoever is honest is the most clear-minded, she knows best. Zhou Fu's wife's Chinese medicine factory is about to go bankrupt, and it would be good to be able to pay a living expense. Hearing Zhou Fu's tone was not tight, he thought to himself: He is really paying a lot of money in Jinhu?

Liu Fen thought carefully that it would be no problem to go back to the factory to evaluate an assistant accountant, but his salary was much higher than before, so he had to collect the deposit anyway. Among the people he knew, Zhou Fu's family was more affordable, staring at him and asking him to agree.

Zhou Fu smiled and said, "I want to lend you money. In the future, Chen Qi, your family is suspicious and will not invite me to drink. I will not do this Sheben's business. Otherwise, I will lend the money to Zhang Ke, and you will borrow it from Zhang Ke?"

Zhang Ke was chewing the vegetables and looked up and said, "Have you pulled it on me again?"

Since summer, I heard Xu Haishan say that the money his family lacked was paid by Zhang Ke. Song Peiming, the mayor of the south of the city, also invited him to drink in this broken store. A few days ago, Zhou Wenbin said that he is almost full-time to drive the boy until the comfort money before the New Year. In Liu Fen's opinion, this boy gave her too much mystery. Seeing Zhou Fu eating at the dinner table, he had to look at the boy's face. Liu Fen was somewhat proud, holding a piece of meat into Zhang Ke's bowl, and smiled and said, "Auntie Fen is counting on you to nod."

Zhang Ke put the sliced ​​meat into his mouth and chewed it a few bites before looking up and saying, "Auntie Fen, is the interest payment still settled?"

"That's right, that's right. I can't borrow money to take advantage of this. How much interest the factory can give is to you."

Zhang Ke turned his head and looked at Zhou Fu again: "Does Director Zhou lent me money to interest, right?"

Zhou Fu's eyes were green, and his eyes were thrown into the river without blinking. At this time, he was concerned about the small money that was only more than one thousand this year, and he could only say silently: "How can I have the face to calculate interest money with you?"

"Okay," Zhang Ke lowered the food cigarette in his mouth and nodded, "I'll do it like this, Sister Xu Si, please help me ask Director Zhou for money to Aunt Fen." He asked Zhou Fu again, "Do you want me to write an IOU to you now?"

"No, no..." Zhou Fu regretted letting go of this bend, so he might as well lend the money to Liu Fen directly.

"I want it, so as not to make trouble with my wife." As he said that, Zhang Ke looked up at Chen Feirong.

Chen Feirong didn't understand, and when she saw Zhang Ke looking at her, she looked down at the bowl.

Liu Fen looked at her daughter's tight face and ignored Zhang Ke, and she felt angry again: "Go and get paper and pen."

Chen Feirong was stunned for a moment, bit her lower lip, and her delicate face had a complicated expression. She hesitated to get paper and pen.

Xu Haishan smiled and said, "What an urgent matter, can't you eat?"

"Yes, after dinner, we have to ask Director Zhou to get the money. We'll wait for him here."

Zhou Fu began to regret it. Nowadays, anyone in the family has nothing to do. He rushed to the bank on the second day of the Chinese New Year and didn't know whether to withdraw money. Zhang Ke was running, but he could not say he could not go. Perhaps it was because he remembered the incident that he talked too much in the morning, and Zhou Fu sighed in his heart and claimed that he was unlucky.

After lunch, Zhou Fu rushed back to raise money. Fortunately, Zhou Wenbin planned to buy a pager and had not bought it yet. He returned to Liu Fen's house with Zhou Wenbin in half an hour. Xu Haishan was helping Chen Qi pick up tomorrow's dishes. Seeing Zhou Fu holding a stack of envelopes in his hand, he smiled and said, "Director Zhou is really rushing back to withdraw the money."

"Where is Zhang Ke?"

"With Teacher Xu in the chess academy behind," Chen Qi also had some objections. Unexpectedly, Zhou Fu rushed back to get the money, "I'll let Liu Fen write an IOU for you."

Zhou Fu did not dare to use Zhang Ke's words as a joke, so he shook his head and said, "This money is really something that can be passed by Zhang Ke's hand, it's not a joke." He took the money to the Taoist temple to find Zhang Ke.
Chapter completed!