Chapter 402
Huixiangzhuang's dishes are well-known far and wide, and it is the first choice of many high-ranking officials and dignitaries. The food is delicious and the environment is very elegant.

Within a few minutes of the conversation, the waiters took turns to bring up all the dishes. Every signature dish was exquisite and delicious, which whetted the appetite.

It was the first time for the three members of the Lin family to return to Xiangzhuang. Although the people who ate the public rations said they had a good face, in fact, the salary of several hundred yuan in a few months was not enough to eat or starve to death, and there was only one face left to support the scene.

Lin Jin'er ate the food and thought it was so delicious that she almost swallowed it with her tongue, but in order to take care of her image, she only tasted it in small bites.

Zhao Xiaoyu took a bite of food, and suddenly asked Luo Wen beside her, "Wenwen, is it delicious?"

Luo Wen received her gaze, pursed her lips and suppressed the smile on her lips, and said perfunctorily, "It's normal."

"Well, I think so too." Zhao Xiaoyu smiled and looked at Lin Jiner opposite, "What do you think, Miss Lin?"

Lin Jin'er choked, and she still had a mouthful of abalone in her mouth, which is beyond question, of course it was too delicious.

But Luo Wen had already said so-so, why did she still have the nerve to say it was delicious, so she had to slow down and said vaguely, "It's okay."

The Lin family's parents also understood, their movements slowed down, and they chewed slowly, but they wished they could stretch out two more chopsticks in their hearts.

Looking at the smile on Zhao Xiaoyu's lips, Luo Wen mourned silently for the three members of the Lin family.

Zhao Xiaoyu sized up Lin Jin'er, and asked, "I wonder how many properties Ms. Lin owns now?"

How many sets of... real estate... Lin Jiner was taken aback by the question, and replied blankly: "I live with my parents now." Whoever asks how many sets of real estate they have, let alone this kind of person who only eats public food People who can use the provident fund to repay the loan.

"Oh." Zhao Xiaoyu responded lightly, and continued to ask, "Then how much are the five insurances and one housing fund now?"

Lin Jin'er was taken aback again. This Zhao Xiaoyu asked more directly than her, and she felt a little uncomfortable. But for a graduate who just graduated from society, she is still very satisfied with her job. A few hundred yuan, and it will continue to rise after it becomes regular.”

Zhao Xiaoyu nodded, pointed to the dishes on the table and asked, "Does Miss Lin know how much the dishes on the table cost?"

"Miss Zhao." The voice fell, and Lin's father, who had been silent all this time, began to speak. He was also from a work unit, and he spoke with an official accent, "Today I came to talk about the marriage of the children, not to compare, and neither is our Lin family. People who look at the money and talk."

"Oh?" Zhao Xiaoyu raised his tone slightly, and met Father Lin's displeased gaze, "Our Xiao Ke doesn't look at these conditions when we talk about a partner, but only depends on the family status. The status and status are different, and our Zhao family is not easy to give in. .”

"Hmph, give in, with your brother's condition, we are the ones who have to give in." Mother Lin immediately snorted coldly, full of contempt.

Zhao Xiaoyu laughed softly, "What are our conditions, perhaps, you will not be able to meet them in your lifetime."

After a meal here, the smell of gunpowder also started to taste, and Luo Wen also felt that there was no need to continue, so she called the waiter to pay the bill.

"Miss Luo, a total of 6000 yuan will be deducted from your VIP card, and the remaining balance will be 15 yuan and 9000 yuan. You are welcome to come next time." The waiter handed over the bill with a respectful attitude.

After Luo Wen finished signing, she looked at the dumbfounded Lin family and said calmly: "Zhao Xiaoke's preliminary estimate is that his annual salary is more than one million, and the car and housing company will provide him with it. If this is what you want, then I'm sorry, he really gave in. Sorry."

The three members of the Lin family stood at the door, thinking of the meal worth 6000 yuan, and the million-dollar BMW passing away in front of them, their hearts were mixed and unspeakable.

On the way back, Luo Wen looked at the Zhao family siblings who were not looking very good-looking, and sighed, "Xiaoyu, you can move to Yunluoyuan after the next year."

"I won't go." Zhao Xiaoyu suffocated, her younger brother was insulted, even if the place was restored, she would not agree to follow the crowd.

Luo Wen didn't care about her, "Then I'll buy it in the name of the company."

"Wenwen." Zhao Xiaoyu turned her head and looked at her angrily.

"Xiaoyu, status is where it is, and sometimes enjoyment is also an obligation." This is the general trend of society. When the highs and lows are stepped on, the status cannot be seen at a glance. conditions to measure.Therefore, it has become an obligation to enjoy which kind of treatment at which height.

The siblings of the Zhao family finally figured it out, and agreed to move to Yunluoyuan after the next year, but this blind date that ended without a problem reminded Luo Wen.

In this era, most private companies do not have any welfare conditions, and even listed companies do not have a guarantee system. At most, they give a year-end bonus, and all performance depends on commission.

Welfare security is the means adopted by the company in order to retain talents in the rapid development of society.

In Luo Wen's industry, the high-level personnel are treated well, but it still takes a long time for the grassroots personnel to climb up. In order to stabilize people's hearts, it is imperative to improve these guarantees.

A preliminary plan was drawn up, and Luo Wen instructed to start preparations for the opening in the next year. When the time comes, the company will be upgraded, which will attract much attention.

But when it was fifteen, Luo Wen was already busy wandering around.

First of all, the tourism project of Guangkou Village was launched. Luo Wen went back, inspected around, and had a lively meal with grandpa and grandma. Just in time for the opening of He’s Hospital, the old man’s wish was fulfilled. Afterwards, he rushed to Jiang Province non-stop to attend the opening ceremony of the Wen Yuzhai branch, and finally returned to Nanshi to officially unveil the stone monument of Wangwen High School at the place where the Experimental High School used to be.

At the inauguration ceremony, she met Zhan Song by accident. He was invited as a special guest. He sat in the stands and watched the new batch of students. He listened to the new principal's impassioned speech. haggard.

His eyes were a little vacillating. He swept his gaze and inadvertently saw Luo Wen who was sitting in a row behind the stands. He was slightly taken aback, and a warm smile appeared in his eyes. It had been a long time since she had seen her, but she was still standing there indifferently. In the crowd, it seems that it has never changed.

After the show ended, Zhan Song declined the principal's persuasion, and went to the coffee shop with Luo Wen.

When he drank a full cup of black coffee, Luo Wen was sure that when he called a year ago, his hoarse voice was due to exhaustion, "Drinking too much coffee can refresh you, but it can also hurt your body."

Facing her reminder, Zhan Song only showed a bitter smile, and his whole expression was a little dazed. After a while, he murmured, "Luo Wen, my dad has cancer."

Luo Wen paused while stirring the coffee. Zhan Song's father, that is, the bureau chief in Forty-Nine City was terminally ill, so why did Zhan Song come to Nanshi?

(End of this chapter)

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