By the way, please remember my landline number..."
After giving his home phone number, Wen Siyuan put the phone back on the landline.
About five or six minutes later, Director Song called.
Wen Siyuan: "...Okay, I understand, then I will take her to go through the formalities. Well, there is no quarrel. Don't worry, she and I have already made it clear. Okay, I will handle the things at home properly. Just go back to the place...Okay, goodbye."
After the call ended, Wen Siyuan stood up and called Suman emotionlessly. When he saw someone coming out of the room, he turned and walked out the door: "I have to go to the hospital, you'd better hurry up."
Suman took two quick steps with her bag and followed closely behind Wen Siyuan: "I asked Director Song to help you find the job. You will work at the counter of Red Star Department Store. If you do well, you can become a regular employee in two years at most."
"Temporary worker? You want me to be a temporary worker?"
Suman exclaimed, with a very ugly expression on his face: "Why can't he be a regular employee?"
Wen Siyuan said in a cold tone: "What's wrong with the temporary workers?"
Stopping, Wen Siyuan looked directly into Suman's eyes. His gaze was compelling and he said word for word: "I made it very clear to you last night. If you dare to go against my will again, don't do what I say." If you do, we will go through the divorce procedures immediately!"
"I can't do it yet..."
Suman's tone immediately weakened. She knew that what Wen Siyuan said to her last night was not a joke. She also knew... and knew that she was in the wrong this time. If it weren't for her son Pengpeng, this man would not only divorce her, but also divorce her. Will send her to the police station.
The most critical point is that the situation of Wen Yi and Wen Yu is currently unknown. If there is something wrong with these two girls, she will definitely have a difficult life in the future.
"The monthly salary is twenty-five yuan. You take out fifteen yuan every month, and I will add another fifteen yuan to pay Mrs. Zheng's salary. In addition, when you come back from get off work, you can take care of Pengpeng by yourself, and you can wash your clothes by yourself. , don’t leave everything to Mrs. Zheng.”
"Why do you need to charge five yuan more? I agreed with Mrs. Zheng before that it would be twenty-five yuan."
"Sister-in-law Zheng is responsible for taking care of Pengpeng during the day, picking up and dropping off Wen Yi and Wenyu, cooking and washing clothes for several children."
"That's too much!"
"Do as I say."
Wen Siyuan didn't give Suman any room for negotiation.
After taking Suman to Red Star Department Store to complete the entry procedures, Wen Siyuan went to the hospital without leaving a word to Suman.
And Suman started working today. Although the work is easy, for Suman, a person who has lived a lifetime and is somewhat arrogant, he finds it very boring. Therefore, his attitude towards customers is naturally not very good. .
Moreover, she has personally gone to the black market, and her net income ranges from twenty to thirty to forty or fifty a day. Why does she care about standing at the counter for a month and only receiving twenty-five yuan as a salary?
Well, the more she thought about it, the more Suman resented Wenyue for destroying the jade pendant!
If you are unhappy, your attitude toward customers will naturally be even worse.
"Xiao Su, if you don't want to do it, go and tell the leader, don't take it out on the customers here."
The person in charge of the counter next to her was a lady in her forties. Because she couldn't stand Suman's attitude towards customers, she couldn't help but give a warning.
Suman's face turned red: "I..." A dog is nosy like a mouse! Suman lowered his head, a flash of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes.
If she didn't want a divorce, this Lao Shizi would be standing at the counter. Not to mention giving her twenty-five dollars a month, even if she was given thirty-five dollars, she wouldn't do it!
Hospital.
Wen Siyuan: "Concussion?"
