734: The Salary Is Not Enough (3 More)
"Mother, the eldest young master has already gone to inquire, it will take time!"
Mrs. Xia's open-mouthed Hong Kong boss didn't help. Everyone at the same table was watching Xia Dajun. This table was not only eaten by the three members of the Xia family. Xia Dajun is just a bodyguard, Xia Ziyu and Xia Ziyu are eating... This old lady dares to question the big boss, and she has the courage.
More courageous things are yet to come. Madam Xia began to complain that she ate too little powder:
"How much is a bowl of noodles worth?"
Xia Dajun blushed at the sight of his colleagues, and hurriedly brought the shark fin in front of him to Mrs. Xia:
"Mother, this is shark fin, not vermicelli, it's very expensive!"
Xia Dajun didn't know him before, but he lived in Hong Kong, and rich people in Hong Kong like to eat shark's fin and bird's nest.
Xia Ziyu has never eaten shark fins, they are slippery, but they are really like vermicelli. But she is smart because she can pretend, and if she doesn't understand, she won't tell jokes. After a while, Du Zhaohui distributed red envelopes, and Xia Ziyu and Mrs. Xia also had them.
Madam Xia opened the red envelope on the spot and contained 200 Hong Kong dollars.
Xia Ziyu estimated that her profit was the same, and she was not angry. When March came and the big event she said happened, her status in front of Du Zhaohui would definitely change.
Xia Dajun's profit is that the seal is much thicker, estimated to be several thousand dollars.
This is not because Du Zhaohui treats him particularly favorably. The bodyguards who follow Du Zhaohui are all such big seals, which are a bit like a year-end award.
Anyway, with Mrs. Xia here, Xia Dajun has received frequent attention for this spring tea meal. Even someone as slow as he is shameful. When the spring tea was over, Xia Dajun breathed a sigh of relief.
Xia Ziyu pushed the wheelchair and was a little worried:
"Second uncle, I don't think grandma is suitable for this kind of occasion. She is uncomfortable eating and affects others."
Xia Ziyu was panicking. Madam Xia liked to chop chopsticks when she was eating. A steamed grouper was broken by Madam Xia’s chopsticks. The messy plate was very unappetizing. When she was eating out with Madam Xia, Xia Ziyu felt that Too embarrassing.
She is very concerned about her identity as a rural person, even if her household registration is transferred to a school, she is 100% urbanite after graduation and assigned to work. With Madam Xia, others can see through her family background at a glance.
Xia Dajun always listened to Xia Ziyu's words, and Xia Dajun was particularly impressed by today's meal.
Xia Dajun decided to talk to old lady Xia, "Mother, are you going back to southern Henan?"
"You unfilial son, drive me back now!"
Xia Dajun had a headache, "If you don't drive you away, if you stay in Pengcheng all the time, I'll rent a house to live in. Can't we stay in a hostel all the time?"
Madam Xia nodded involuntarily, "No, the hostel costs a lot, you rent a bigger room, and when you find your brother, our family will live together."
Xia Dajun has made more money, and Mrs. Xia is still heartbroken by spending too much money. It is better to give her that money to live in a hostel.
When she and Xia Hongbing and others came out, they were ready to live with Xia Dajun and become city dwellers. Renting a house is also acceptable, and Mrs. Xia is counting on the Hong Kong boss to give Xia Dajun a house.
Xia Ziyu's eyes twitched when she heard it. Although she didn't care much about the money, she spent it all for her uncle's family. Xia Ziyu felt uncomfortable.
She has always been the central figure in the family, but after the separation of the family, Madam Xia had opinions on her eldest son. Now that she has a second son to rely on, she doesn't really value Xia Ziyu that much.
Even after hearing that Xia Changzheng had broken a hand, Madam Xia's grief surfaced.
Xia Dajun couldn't see it, but Xia Ziyu could see it clearly.
That being the case, she was too lazy to act in front of Mrs. Xia, and said directly to Xia Dajun: "Second uncle, do you think I can let my parents open a snack bar in Beijing? My mother has that skill, and my father can help me with it Collect the money, so that he won't get himself drunk all day long."
Drunk is because of becoming disabled and depressed.
It was because of Xia Xiaolan that she became disabled.
Xia Dajun felt that he owed his eldest brother Xia Changzheng, and he had the responsibility to take care of his eldest brother's family.
"It's good to open a snack bar, and I'll pay you."
For the sake of the former Zhang Ji Snack Bar, the Xia family has been turned upside down, or it is impossible to split up.
When Mrs. Xia saw that Xia Dajun was going to spend a lot of money, she coughed loudly on purpose, and Xia Ziyu cared about her a few words. Xia Dajun could not understand what Mrs. Xia meant, and was still calculating his own money there.
Madam Xia and Xia Ziyu came to Pengcheng, and Xia Dajun bought clothes for them, plus pocket money, which cost 2,000 yuan.
But today's spring tea meal, his profit is 5,000 Hong Kong dollars, and he can still take out 10,000 yuan.
"Can you open a store for 10,000 yuan?"
"If it's not enough, I'll find someone to put it together."
In fact, it depends on where you rent the store and how big the place is. Opening a store in the capital is not only a matter of money, but also to be able to rent a storefront. Outsiders are particularly not at an advantage. Many of the small stores that are opening now are renovated by people from the capital using their own private houses.
With a door facing the street and a window open, it is a small restaurant.
Xia Ziyu no longer looks down on that kind of small shop, the layout is too small, and only the year of the monkey can make a lot of money.
But she couldn't let Xia Dajun spend all the money elsewhere, and sure enough, when Xia Dajun heard her talk about finding someone to put it together, he became anxious: "You are a student, who can you find, but you must not talk to the Wang family. If 10,000 is not enough, I'll save another two months' salary—"
"Dajun, you have to spend money to find your brother!"
Madam Xia finally found a reason to object.
this reason
Xia Dajun had no way to refute it. Yes, it costs money to find someone, and there is no reward. Who would actively provide information?
Xia Dajun wanted to scratch his head. He paid more than 3,000 yuan a month, but he still couldn't meet the requirements of his family.
Xia Changzheng's family needs him to use money to open a shop, and Xia Hongbing's family needs him to use money to find it. Xia Dajun is suddenly a little fortunate now that Xia Xiaolan didn't ask him for the 10,000 yuan, otherwise his economy would be even more nervous.
Thinking of renting a house, Xia Dajun thought of Xiaoyu, a female fellow.
I don't know if Xiaoyu still lives in that house, has she found a job, and how did she spend the new year.
He was divorced from his hometown and ran away, saying that he had no face to return to his hometown. He really had no relatives in Pengcheng.
Xia Dajun's injury is almost healed, and when he returned to Pengcheng from Hong Kong, he began to miss his fellow girl Xiaoyu again. The whole family needed the money he earned to get out of the predicament. Xia Dajun felt needed, but he was also under great pressure.
Xiaoyu is the most considerate and never puts pressure on him.
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The three of Xia Dajun also received red envelopes during the Spring Festival, and they had a lot of wine and vegetables to eat.
Black brick factories and small hair salons are all over the Spring Festival.
Although Xia Hongbing and Wang Jingui are about to lose their shape, Xia Hongxia, who has been reduced to a small hair salon, has officially taken up her job as a shampoo girl. On this day, when washing the hair of the guest, Xia Hongxia found that the guest seemed to really like her. She had come to wash her hair a few times, and she was very gentle when talking to her. Xia Hongxia had the guts to put a note on the guest. coat pocket.