Chapter 271: San Da Ye's Method to Dodge Payment shuhaige.net

Yu Li and Yan Jie Cheng didn't know anything about this; only when other people asked them when they would hold the wedding banquet did they realize that the old couple had sold them.

Yan Jie Cheng was coaxing.

Ah, saving, saving, you also know our family has many people, we can't save money.

Once we two work hard and save enough, we definitely won't let everyone down.

Yu Li directly launched an attack.

Holding a banquet isn't simple; once our parents give us the gift money, we'll set up the feast.

Everyone started discussing, and it turned out the original gift money had been embezzled by the old couple.

Yu Li has also become arrogant now; since she learned that Yan Jie Cheng is a two-point man, she has become arrogant.

Now even San Da Ma doesn't dare provoke her, after all, her own son is disappointing.

Making Yu Li unhappy, she revealed the fact that her son is a two-point man, leaving one to wonder how her child can live.

Soon someone went to San Da Ye, asking when he would return the gift money to Yan Jie Cheng and his wife.

San Da Ye replied shamelessly.

Does raising children not cost money? Look at how many people we have: Yan Jie Cheng and his wife, Jie Fang, Jie Kuang, the three siblings Zhao Di, plus us two, that's seven people total; even if we had a gold mountain, we'd still eat it all.

This matter still has to rely on them; our family now only I earn money, a single coin I'd rather split than spend, where could we keep any money?

What San Da Ye said had evidence, and everyone turned their gaze to Yan Jie Cheng and his wife.

Yu Li spread her hands.

Then there's nothing we can do; we can only wait until we've saved enough money.

As everyone knows, we two don't even have a formal job; earning twenty-plus a month is already good, and after food, clothing, and daily expenses, we can save only two yuan a month, for which we should be grateful.

Li Da Xiong said to Yan Jie Cheng.

Brother Jiecheng, just join our construction team; you'll definitely make twenty or thirty a month.

It's better than being a temporary worker, which only pays fifteen.

Yan Jie Cheng dismissively waved his hand.

How could that work? I'm a high school student still waiting for the street office to assign work; going to your construction team would ruin my prospects.

Yu Li also nodded and said.

Yeah, Li Da Xiong, we two are different from you; we're still hoping to find two better jobs—how could a high school student spend a lifetime carrying bricks and mixing mud?

Li Da Xiong heard their contempt, but he didn't care; the construction team has work every day and pays more—now he's a senior worker, earning thirty or forty a month.

By now he has saved over two hundred, something he's never been this wealthy before.

Once he saves a bit more, he'll find Master Lei to renovate his home.

Although his place is a gatehouse, he also has a small courtyard; overall, his living conditions are not bad.

After the renovation, marrying a wife should be no problem.

Alright, you guys are too expensive; I'm destined to be a brick‑carrier.

But don't look down on us brick‑carriers; I now earn thirty or forty a month too.

It's not worse than factory workers; it's equivalent to a grade‑two worker.

Wow……

The people in the compound really didn't know that carrying bricks could earn so much.

"Da Xiong, you're earning this much now?"

Li Da Xiong looked gratefully at Yang Qing.

I owe this to Brother Yang; he told me that instead of scrambling for odd jobs every day, mastering a skill increases job opportunities.

So I've been hanging around the street office construction team; gradually I went from odd jobs to temporary worker, and when the team expanded, I directly became a formal worker.

I started out carrying bricks and mixing mud, doing odd jobs; now I'm a versatile hand at building walls, plastering, and laying tiles.

Once I learn carpentry later, my wages will be higher—fifty or sixty a month.

If I can read construction plans and understand building codes, I could earn eighty or ninety a month.

Above that is engineer—earning over a hundred a month.

Everyone was stunned by Li Da Xiong's words.

"Can you really earn that much?"

Even Yan Jie Cheng was dazed.

"How is that possible?"

He had always thought construction work was lowly; how could it earn that much?

That's unreasonable.

Li Da Xiong gave him a white eye.

"You do odd jobs every day—what could you know?"

"Carrying bricks and mixing mud involves no skill, so of course no one told you."

"In our place, technical workers' wages are just higher than others'."

"Even Brother Yang doesn't earn as much as a technical worker now."

"If you don't believe me, ask Brother Yang."

Yang Qing chuckled.

"It's true; my personnel file is still at the street office, and I earn 32.5 a month."

That's just how bizarre it is.

Yang Qing has done such a big thing, yet his salary is only this little.

However, the long‑term rental project is currently undergoing corporate reform.

If according to the General Manager position, he could at least receive over a hundred.

But this is still open to discussion, because Yang Qing's flat management doesn't need that many levels of management staff, so the wages might still be lower.

But it can't be lowered by much.

This is also one of the reasons why the current Long-term Rental project's corporate framework hasn't been settled yet.

They don't need that many people, but the city insists on stuffing in that many.

And the personnel matters of Wan Ling and others are all in the Jiedao; this kind of good thing doesn't have much to do with them.

It would be surprising if they could agree.

Unless we promote them all, but with so many people from the Jiedao promoted up, what else would there be for them in the city?

Naturally, the people who came also disagree.

Wan Ling is getting a full hundred percent increase, but she doesn't care at all; "Damn you, you're destroying my foundation, old lady will fight you to the death."

Everyone in the courtyard never expected Yang Qing to also have 32,5.

"That many?"

They still thought it was only over twenty.

Li Da Xiong snorted.

"That's still a lot; I heard the Long-term Rental project is going to be restructured into a company."

"By then, Ou Yang Ge will have at least over a hundred."

Boom——

A heavyweight bomb.

Yang Qing is about to make it big.

Envy, jealousy, hatred—how come, how come a capitalist kid like Yang Qing can earn so much?

Jia Zhangshi, who dislikes Yang Qing, had her eyes rolling.

Can't let Yang Qing get away with it.

Now Yang Qing is already living this well, and still wants better?

What kind of day is that? How come?

The people at the feast, buzzing, were all discussing Yang Qing.

At this moment Chen Hong came back, hearing the talk about her man, her huge stature stood there like a giant.

"What's up, you're jealous of my man? You guys also go run a Long-term Rental, you guys also go run shelf vegetables, you guys also go run an agricultural tech station, you guys also go run an underwear factory………"

Some people, all their talent is just in their mouths.

She still knows a bit about Yang Qing's recent experiences.

Just this point makes her feel unresolved.

My man has done so much contribution, damn it, even a background check gets stuck.

If my man can't pass, then you bunch of good-for-nothings, shouldn't you be strictly investigating eighteen generations?