Standing at the entrance of Huicheng Department Store, a family of four had a lot of thoughts.
Because there were a lot of activities at the beginning of the opening, the entrance was very lively with people coming and going, but compared to the future when the restaurant was a big one, the flow of people at this time was nothing.
Very smoothly, the family was taken to the chairman's office.
There were no blind employees blocking the way, and naturally no Zhang Yixing was slapped in the face.
Zhang Yixing sighed, a little disappointed.
Zheng Wanlong was sitting behind his desk with a thin face, no different from what he saw on TV.
He raised his head and looked at the group for a few times, and then his eyes fell on Zhang and his group.
Zheng Wanlong did not indicate for anyone to sit down, and just stared at Zhang and his party.
One minute.
Two minutes.
three minutes.
In the silence, Zhang Guangzong and Li Hongyu felt a little unnatural, feeling like they didn't know where to put their hands and feet.
Zhang Xiuxiu moved her steps and hid behind Li Hongyu.
Zhang and his party originally acted carelessly, but after noticing the nervousness of their parents beside them, they sighed helplessly.
He pulled Li Hongyu's sleeves, pointed at Zheng Wanlong, and said with a smile: "Dad, Mom, your boss is so impressive!"
Li Hongyu was the first to come to his senses and said quickly: "Hello, boss!"
"Hello, boss," Zhang Guangzong quickly followed.
Zheng Wanlong raised his eyebrows, stood up with a smile, and said to the secretary waiting at the door: "Xiao Wang, take someone to see if there are any suitable positions."
Secretary Xiao Wang quickly led Zhang Guangzong and Li Hongyu out of the office.
Zheng Wanlong motioned for Zhang and his party to take a seat.
Zhang and his party took his embarrassed sister and sat on the sofa. When he saw watermelon seeds on the coffee table, he grabbed a handful for her.
Zhang Xiuxiu suddenly became less nervous and started eating watermelon seeds with concentration.
Zheng Wanxiang watched Zhang's actions and found that the child really didn't seem nervous at all.
Zheng Wanlong remembered what his younger brother Zheng Wanxiang told him yesterday. This child is knowledgeable and smart, and is better than many adults.
Zheng Wanlong believed it. Years of experience had taught him that the world was a big place and there was no need to make a fuss about any kind of capable person he met.
Zheng Wanlong asked: "Ten thousand in three years? Plus parents' jobs?"
Zhang Yixing nodded, "Yeah!"
"Twenty thousand in five years!"
"Ten thousand in three years will do!"
Zheng Wanlong thought for a moment, "What about thirty thousand in five years?"
Zhang Yixing frowned. She had looked at her mother's account book and saw that the family's debt was almost 30,000 yuan. If she could get 30,000 yuan, the debt problem would basically be solved.
Because of this debt in his previous life, his family had a miserable life. In addition, Zhang Guangzong was afraid of being cheated when he worked part-time. For many years after that, he basically relied on the meager income from farming and brick kilns to support his family.
It wasn't until Zhang Guangzong found work in a small coal mine when Zhang and his party were in junior high school, and Zhang Xiuxiu dropped out of school to work, that the debt was slowly paid off.
After Zhang and his party finished the college entrance examination, their family built a new house for him to marry a wife, and once again owed a lot of debt.
Therefore, most of Zhang Yixing's childhood memories are of his parents going to borrow money as soon as school started, sighing after returning home, and creditors calling for debts during the Chinese New Year.
The novel planned by Zhang Yixing will not be released until Han Se becomes popular later and young writers attract huge attention.
With that style and his younger age, comparing the post-90s and 80s generations together is very topical, and he believes that he can become a leader on his own.
But before that, I could only slowly earn royalties from articles one by one, and at the same time, step by step, I could improve my writing skills to the level of a middle school student.
But even if he writes one article at a time, Zhang Yixing believes that he can earn 5,000 yuan this year, and a magazine has already specially requested articles from him.
After next year, I will only earn more and more.
Zhang Yixing shook his head, "No, just ten thousand in three years!"
Zheng Wanlong laughed.
He carefully looked at Zhang Yixing from head to toe, "Zhang Yixing, well, it seems it's not a matter of more money or less. You are very confident in yourself in three years' time!"
Zhang Yi Xing Yi Lin.
Zheng Wanlong said curiously: "Tell me about it."
Zhang Yixing answered him, "Because the more you write, the more famous you become!"
Zheng Wanlong was noncommittal, but he knew that what the child said was right, but he just didn't understand where he got such strong confidence.
But one thing he believes is that a successful person must be lucky.
He himself is a lucky person.
After he saw the exclusive interview report with Zhang and his party, he felt that a seven-year-old rural child who could reach this point, the only one in the entire county, must be a lucky person.
He likes to meet lucky people, and he believes that such people can bring him good luck.
"Five years and fifty thousand, your parents will become regular employees!"
well!
Zhang and his party were a little helpless. This should be Zheng Wanlong's final condition.
Compared with money, Zhang Yixing cares more about his parents' jobs. He hopes that his parents can live a more dignified life in this life.
Zhang Yixing knows his parents well and knows that they are not people capable of doing business on their own. It is good for them to have a job that they can work until retirement.
"Okay!" Zhang Yi Xing nodded in agreement.
Zheng Wanlong laughed, relaxed his body, and leaned on the boss's chair, "Your parents can't train you, so where did you learn to be so thoughtful, let alone aunt, let alone teacher!"
Zhang Yixing scratched his head and said, "Read more!"
"Oh, what book are you reading?"
Zhang and his party looked at the bookshelf behind Zheng Wanlong. There were quite a few books in it, but they didn't know if they were used for decoration.
After a few glances, Zhang Yixing reached out and pointed, "Read Sun Tzu's Art of War"!
I added another sentence in my heart: Enjoy Qiqiang’s life!
Zheng Wanlong turned his chair slightly, looked at the bookshelf behind him, stood up and pulled out the "The Art of War" by Sun Tzu.
He looked at Zhang Yixing and felt that the smile on the child's face was playful. Then he looked at the book in his hand, Zheng Wanlong was thoughtful.
When Zhang Guangzong and Li Hongyu came back to sign the labor contract, they felt that today was like a dream.
One became a loader in Huicheng, and the other became a cashier in Huicheng.
Although the salary was not high at the beginning, it was already a good thing for the two of them that they had never dared to think about before.
When the secretary brought another endorsement contract, the two of them were stunned.
Fifty thousand yuan, five stacks of cash, was directly attached to the contract.
When things came to a head, Li Hongyu backed down.
She always felt that holding so much money would not be practical, and she felt as if she was selling her son. She was worried that the contract that she could not understand would harm her son.
Zhang Yixing spent a long time explaining to her, and finally told her that he had been on TV and in newspapers, and no one dared to trick him. Li Hongyu felt relieved.
Huicheng Department Store seems to have everything well prepared, with an independent photography studio and a full-time photographer.
Zhang and his party then went to take photos, allowing the staff to dress up and follow the instructions. They only changed their clothes six times.
Lunch was eaten in the Huicheng staff canteen, accompanied by Zheng Wanxiang, which earned Zhang and his family a lot of attention gifts.
Zhang and his party thought that this was fine, as their parents would not face any difficulties if they came to work here.
After lunch, the family left the Huicheng Department Store building.
Zhang Guangzong and Li Hongyu had already divided the 50,000 yuan into several parts and hid them in pockets sewn inside their clothes. They even hid a portion in the pocket sewn inside Zhang Guangzong's underwear.
But the way the two of them touched their clothes here and there from time to time, they knew something was wrong at a glance.
After Zhang and his party reminded them, the two of them felt better.
On the way home, no one joked.
Suddenly the two of them had jobs.
Suddenly it became a household worth ten thousand yuan.
Zhang Guangzong and Li Hongyu still felt like they were in a dream, everything was so unreal.
When she got home, Li Hongyu locked the door from the inside.
She breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly said: "Guangzong, I won't go to Huicheng to work, so you should go by yourself!"
