novelweb Chapter 344 Yan Jiecheng, How about changing your surname to Jia in the future?
Chapter 344 Yan Jiecheng, How about changing your surname to Jia in the future?
Chapter 344 Yan Jiecheng, why don't you change your surname to Jia in the future?
Yan Bugui frowned tightly, sitting on the bank holding the fishing rod, even forgetting to put the hook into the ice hole below.
Jiazhang wanted to transfer Qin Huairu's job in the rolling mill to Yan Jiecheng, and he would charge ten yuan a month. Is this a good thing or a bad thing?
If he agrees, Yan Jiecheng will become Jia Zhang's son, so will he be able to provide for our old couple in the future?
If you don't agree, it will be a formal job in the rolling mill. I am afraid that such a good opportunity will be rare for the second time in your life.
"Xie Cheng, tell me, what do you think, do you really want to work in a rolling mill?"
Yan Jiecheng nodded without hesitation.
Yu Li left Wang Gang's relationship, and then entered the steel rolling mill cafeteria as a temporary worker. The one Jia Zhang gave her was a regular worker!
"Dad, I want to go to work in the rolling mill. I can't stay in that small briquette factory in the alley for a whole day!"
Compared with the small briquette factory established by the street office in the alley, the Hongxing Steel Rolling Plant is a proper giant, and it is a serious iron rice bowl.
Yan Jiecheng has worked in a small briquette factory for four or five years, and he still only earns a few yuan a month, while even the lowest-level apprentices in the rolling mill have a guaranteed monthly salary of 17 yuan.
"It's a good thing to be able to go to work in the rolling mill, but do you really believe Jia Zhang's words?"
"Qin Huairu is doing the Jia family's job now, can she honestly give the job to you?"
"Qin Huairu's salary is only 17 yuan a month. If you hand over another [-] yuan to Jia Zhang, wouldn't you only be left with [-] yuan?"
Yan Bugui narrowed his eyes and looked at his eldest son, wanting to hear what he thought.
If there is only [-] yuan left in a month, will Yan Jiecheng obediently pay for his accommodation and food in the future?
"Dad, I don't care how Jia Zhang's fights with Qin Huairu. If Qin Huairu refuses to agree, let Jia Zhang go to the rolling mill to make trouble. Even if it doesn't work out, our family has nothing to lose."
"17 yuan and five yuan a month is Qin Huairu's lack of ability. Wang Gang and her entered the factory at about the same time. I heard that Wang Gang now has a monthly salary of more than 100 yuan. I can't be worse than Wang Gang, right?"
Yan Jiecheng looked at his father confidently, and said seriously.
"When I get a firm foothold in the rolling mill, this job will belong to our Yan family in the future. What do you think, Dad?"
Yan Bugui looked at Yan Xiecheng speechlessly, you are worthy of being compared with that kid Wang Gang?
"Hearing what you said, I have some ideas. Xie Cheng, why don't you change your surname to Jia in the future."
Yan Bugui thought for a while, then said slowly.
"Why, Dad?"
Yan Jiecheng was stunned immediately, why did he ask me to change my surname to Jia? Am I not my father's own?
"Stupid!" Yan Bugui knocked Yan Jiecheng on the head in disgust, "Come and tell me, who is left in the Jia family?"
"Jia Dongxu is the only seedling in this generation of the Jia family, and the only seedling in the next generation is the stick stem. Do you think the Jia family is now extinct?"
Yan Jiecheng nodded thoughtfully, but still retorted a little unconvinced: "Isn't there still a silly Zhu? He is now the Jia family's visiting son-in-law."
Yan Bugui smiled until his small eyes narrowed into thin lines, "Isn't that better? Now the old He's family in the middle court will also be wiped out."
"Since Silly Zhu is married to Jia's family, all the property of his old He's family belongs to Jia's family."
"Think about it carefully. The Jiazhang family is over 60 this year. Will she still have a son and a half in the future? After she dies in a few years, you say that the property of the old Jia family and the old He family will fall Who has it?"
Yan Jiecheng suddenly realized that there is an advantage in daring to recognize Jia Zhang as his own mother.
If his father hadn't reminded him, he probably wouldn't have thought of this.
"Dad, you're so right! As long as I change my surname to Jia, from now on, the properties and houses of the Jia family and the He family will be mine!"
Yan Jiecheng was trembling with excitement. If he had known the benefits of recognizing Jia Zhang as his mother, he would have knelt down and kowtowed to Jia Zhang without hesitation just now.
"You got a cheap job, and you work in the rolling mill, and you are the property of the old Jia family and the old He family. Then what will your mother and I do for the elderly?"
Yan Bugui poured cold water on Yan Jiecheng at the right time.
Boy, it's okay to change your surname to Jia, so what about my pension money?
"Dad, don't worry, when I become a regular in the rolling mill, I will honor you and my mother with three yuan a month from now on!" Yan Jiecheng immediately promised, patted his chest.
He also deliberately kept in mind that he would not give money to his parents during his apprenticeship.
Three yuan is enough to eat stick noodles at home for half a month!
Yan Bugui looked at Yan Jiecheng expressionlessly, and didn't know what to say for a while.
He really deserves to be the good son he taught, but he is so good at it, and he even plotted against me!
You give Jia Zhang [-] yuan a month, and your mother and I will spend [-] yuan a month when it's our turn?
"Before I became a regular, I paid five yuan a month, and after I became a regular, I paid ten yuan a month."
"If you don't agree, then let's ignore it and continue working in the small briquette factory in the alley."
Yan Bugui lowered his head and began to pack the fishing line. He believed that Yan Jiecheng would definitely agree in the end.
"Dad, I only earn 17 yuan and [-] yuan a month. Where do you want me to get this [-] yuan?"
Yan Xiecheng had already regarded himself as a steel rolling mill worker when he spoke, as if he really had a high salary of 17 yuan and [-] yuan a month.
"Give you all the money, I can't drink northwest wind every day in the rolling mill, can I?"
Yan Bugui packed up his things without raising his head, "Then I don't care, you can find a way to do it yourself! Aren't you better than Wang Gang, and five yuan can make it difficult for you?"
"You think so, Jia Jiecheng?"
Seeing his father packing up his fishing rod and line, Yan Jiecheng hurried over to help him push the bicycle over.
"Dad, how about if it's not like this, the money you said is recorded in the account first, and I will return it to you when I have money in the future?"
What about Jia Jiecheng?
"That has to be calculated as interest!" Yan Bugui replied in a businesslike manner.
He still has this kind of father-son affection, even if the grace period is a few months, it doesn't matter, at worst, the interest rate will be higher.
The father and son did not ride bicycles, but pushed the bicycles all the way to the house, and reached an agreement very quickly.
That is to bargain with Jia Zhang first, ten yuan a month will definitely not work, at most eight yuan a month will be given to her.