Chapter 111
To be honest, the portion is very small, but the quality is very good. At first glance, it is the most expensive one in the store.
Their immediate superiors told them that this is the master's consideration for everyone's hard work and specially prepared for everyone. Let everyone not be public, keep a low profile, and eat at home secretly.
They all belong to an organization that has no name and is low-key, and it is almost impossible for outsiders to join the organization. After all, they didn't choose the organization, it was the organization that took a fancy to them and tried to contact them step by step. Therefore, no one in the temples and temples knows about it.
They hide everywhere, in the marketplace, and live their lives, most of the time, like ordinary people.
The master will not let them do things easily, and often there may not be an order for several years. But if ordered, they have to do their best to get things done.
They can't afford to mess things up.
And the master's orders have always been very measured, and will not exceed everyone's ability.
Therefore, they were very obedient and admired the nameless master very much.
This time, after receiving this small gift from the master, everyone was deeply moved in addition to admiration.
They often discuss in private, how well people from other sects are living, and they can get a lot of silver taels every year.
But what about them? They haven't seen a hair for so many years.
Even most of the time, they have to pay in advance for the money spent on the task.
After paying in advance and reporting to the top, it takes half a month to finally get the money back, which is an extremely difficult process.
For so many years, there have been many people complaining, but no one has ever left the organization.
Because money is important, but what the organization can give them is that money can't buy.
And organizations can do almost anything, except that they often run out of money. Therefore, the more everyone understands, the more they admire in their hearts, and the more they admire, the more deeply they fear and fear.
They can't go, they dare not go, they can't go, they don't want to go.
There were three people who happened to be neighbors and got together to chat.
"It seems that we have a lot of spare money recently, and we have silver taels to prepare small gifts for everyone."
"Yeah, yeah, the money I paid in the past few months hasn't been reported yet. I'm thinking about being late to lighten the burden on the top. But now, I should be able to report it, right?"
"Express Express, if you miss this village, you won't have this store. If you don't have enough money, you don't know what year you will be able to report it."
"You're right, I'll go back and do the math, and then find the boss."
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Resting today, but Ji Yunxi returned to Ji's house early in the morning to accompany his brothers, and Wu Weian was the only one left at home.
The room was quiet, needles could be heard falling, and the atmosphere was tense.
The round-faced steward lowered his head and looked at the floor, not daring to say a word.
Wu Weian's face was as cold as frost.
He threw a thick stack of paper on the table: "Why so much this time?"
The round-faced steward was ready to escape: "Brothers said that the young master gave everyone a small gift, and I want to have a lot of money in the near future. Therefore--"
Speaking of which, he didn't go on.
Wu Weian seemed to have heard a joke, and snorted coldly: "Sheng Mien, Dou Mi Chou! It's really good intentions that don't pay off, you people are so chilling to my heart."
The round face is in charge of affairs, the eyes are in the nose and the nose is in the heart, and he is even more reluctant to say a word.
As long as it doesn't involve money, the son is actually very good at talking. The son has always been tolerant to his subordinates. The last time Xuezhu made a mistake in sweeping the street, the son was not very angry. Afterwards, as long as Xuezhu did not commit any more crimes, it would pass. He can ignore some minor faults of his subordinates and give him a chance.
But when it comes to money, it's hard to say. Bào anger may just be the next moment.
After a while, Wu Weian rubbed his eyebrows: "If you are in a hurry, report it first, if you are not in a hurry, then delay it."
The round-faced steward was not surprised at all: "Yes. But son, what about the silver taels?"
Wu Weian closed his eyes: "Fill it with the money sent by the casino."
For the four casinos under his name, Ji Yunxi just delivered the silver taels he earned last month to him yesterday, and he hasn't warmed up yet...
The round-faced steward became more and more cautious: "But it is estimated that it may not be enough."
Wu Weian pursed his lips tightly.
The round-faced steward tentatively asked, "Would you like to ask the lady for it?"
Wu Weian glanced at him coldly.
The round-faced manager retracted his head and stopped talking.
For some reason, after his son got married, he paid more attention to face. Recently, I haven't taken money from my wife very much, and I don't know what's going on. This is not like the old style of the son.
After all, when is his son going to save face when it comes to money?
Wu Weian thought for a moment: "In this way, you can pay for the rice in the granary at home. They don't want to buy rice anyway? Why don't you buy it from me?"
Round face in charge: "?"
The more Wu Weian thought about it, the more he felt that this method was better: "I should have thought of it earlier."
Thinking of the small food package that was given to these well-meaning subordinates in the first place, Wu Wei's heart felt a little awkward.
After the round-faced butler left, a man with a bulging stomach and a rounder face than the round-faced butler, who was younger than the round-faced butler, quietly floated in.
Wu Weian glanced at him, and to be honest, even if he lived under the same roof, he hadn't seen him for a month.