Stronger by Paying Salaries and I Have 1 Billion Employees

Chapter 20: Chapter 19: First Pot of Gold: 180,000

”Chen Yansen, what did my dad say to you?”

On the way back, as soon as Meng Jie got in the car, she immediately grabbed Chen Yansen and started interrogating him.

”He... he asked me if we were dating.”

Seeing how anxious she looked, Chen Yansen couldn’t help but give a knowing smile and casually teased her.

”What!? How could he ask that!”

Meng Jie froze for a moment, her composure instantly crumbling. When she saw Wang Zihao in the front seat trying to hold back his laughter, she felt utterly mortified. ’This is so embarrassing!’

”So how did you answer?”

After fuming for a moment, Meng Jie grabbed Chen Yansen’s arm again and asked cautiously, afraid he would give her an answer she couldn’t accept.

”How did you want me to answer?”

The experienced Chen Yansen kicked the question right back to her.

”Tell him the truth, of course.”

Meng Jie said it as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

”Mm, we’re on the same page. I told him the truth.”

Chen Yansen nodded, praising Meng Jie.

”So, what did you tell my dad?”

Meng Jie pressed on.

”I told him the truth.”

Chen Yansen spread his arms, stretched lazily, and a mischievous smile played on his lips. He was starting to sound like a broken record.

When Meng Jie realized what he was doing, she fumed, grinding her teeth and muttering curses under her breath, the blush on her cheeks refusing to fade.

In reality, Meng Zhenguo would never ask such a question. With his experience and shrewdness, he only needed a few minutes of simple conversation to grasp a person’s character, their future academic and career plans, and from there, determine if they would be a positive influence in Meng Jie’s life.

What he hadn’t expected, however, was that Chen Yansen was on a completely different level.

During their back-and-forth, a conversation full of hidden meanings, the only information he managed to obtain was what Chen Yansen had intentionally revealed. He hadn’t managed to get a single bit of the information he truly wanted.

Therefore, Meng Zhenguo had a love-hate relationship with Chen Yansen.

He loved that Chen Yansen’s maturity far surpassed his peers. With this exceptional quality, he was bound to do very well for himself in the future—more than good enough to be his son-in-law.

He hated that his own daughter’s emotional intelligence and capabilities were what they were; she couldn’t handle a man like Chen Yansen at all. If the boy turned out to be a philanderer, Meng Jie would be the only one to suffer.

After thinking it over, he decided to just let it be for now and go home to talk it over with his wife first.

The hour-long car ride passed in the blink of an eye.

Curiously, Meng Jie followed Chen Yansen and Wang Zihao into the old house in West City.

CLANG!

Wang Zihao dropped the cash box on the floor, then plopped down and eagerly began to count the money.

”Have you two been doing this the whole summer?”

Meng Jie asked in astonishment, pointing at the boxes piled up like mountains inside the room.

”Not really. Today was only the second day. On the eighth, we’re going to Zhenyang Pass. You want to come?”

Chen Yansen rolled his pant legs up to his calves and sat unceremoniously on the bluestone slab.

”Hmph! You’re just trying to exploit me for free labor again!”

Meng Jie sat down next to him, her tone dissatisfied. She wasn’t an idiot; she knew exactly what he was up to.

”Relax. I’m not paying you, so it doesn’t count as exploitation.”

Chen Yansen stated with a straight face, his handsome features completely at odds with the sly expression on his face.

”Guess how much we made?”

Wang Zihao looked up abruptly, a wide grin on his face as he asked Chen Yansen.

”400 MP3s and 200 MP4s... I could figure that out in my sleep. Including the profit from the day before yesterday, it should be a little less than forty-eight thousand.”

Chen Yansen said casually with a slight raise of his eyebrow, making forty-eight thousand sound like forty-eight.

”How much did you say!?”

Meng Jie was completely stunned, her face a mask of disbelief.

Her dad was a bank manager, and including bonuses, his monthly salary was around 8,000 yuan. In Chunshen, back in 2010, this income definitely put him above 99.9% of ordinary people.

But now Chen Yansen was telling her that in just two days, he had earned half a year of her father’s salary!

”Sales have far exceeded my expectations. We don’t have much stock of the MP4s left. I plan to order another batch.”