Ni Yan smiled slightly, "My surname is Ni, just call me Xiao Ni. If there is anything, Mr. Li, but he says it's okay."

Li Gongcheng coughed, "This is the thing..." He told the whole story of the Mo family's hiring Ni Yan.

After hearing this, Ni Yan smiled and refused, "Thank you for your boss' love for me, but I prefer my current lifestyle and I don't have the idea of ​​working step by step for the time being."

Upon hearing this, Li Gongcheng seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and he continued:

"Xiao Ni, don't worry about refusing. Our boss said that you can give you 100 yuan a month for a monthly salary, including food and accommodation. You can just be responsible for the old lady's three meals every day. You can arrange the rest of the time freely. If you don't want to live in the Mo family, you can also discount the rent in cash for you, and you can even get a bicycle for you."

At that time, 100 yuan per month was already high-tech! It was even better than white-collar workers in later generations!

After all, at that time, the average wage of workers was still around 80-90 yuan.

Ni Yan is also lucky, and her skills will be taken by Mrs. Mo. Otherwise, who would spend 100 yuan to hire a chef a month?

Ni Yan still shook her head, "Sorry, please tell your boss for me, this is not a matter of money."

Li Gongcheng didn't expect Ni Yan to refuse after hearing the salary. He stood up in surprise and said in disbelief: "Xiao Ni, are you sure you want to refuse?"

Ni Yan nodded slightly, "Yes, I'm sure."

Li Gongcheng didn't know what to say. He thought Ni Yan would definitely agree when he said that he had a monthly salary of 100 yuan.

You know, his monthly salary is only 30 yuan now, and Ni Yan’s salary is more than three times higher than that of him!

When he heard about this salary, he was slightly shocked!

He was also afraid that Ni Yan would despise his salary after he agreed to work at Mu's house.

But unexpectedly, Ni Yan refused without hesitation.

This is one hundred yuan!

It costs 1,200 yuan a year!

Ni Yan sells noodles here with sun and rain, and can she sell them for 1,200 yuan a year?

Not to mention the monthly salary, let’s talk about the Mo family.

The threshold of the Mo family is so high that many people can't squeeze in even if they are squeezed.

Ni Yan was fine, and gave her a high salary and the best treatment.

But she...

He actually refused.

Li Gongcheng suddenly couldn't understand Ni Yan.

This little girl, who seemed to be in her teenage years, was much deeper than he thought.

Her beauty is much more than her appearance.

Li Gongcheng suppressed the shock in his heart, stood up, and then said, "Okay Xiao Ni, I will convey your words to our boss truthfully, and it will waste your time."

"It's okay." Ni Yan smiled slightly.

After saying goodbye to Ni Yan, Li Gongcheng came directly to the Song Group.

In the office, Song Beicheng is watching a cooperation case.

Song Beicheng is a very troublesome person. He not only founded the first private enterprise in China, but also did export foreign trade business and earned all foreign money.

"Second Master."

Song Beicheng put down the documents in his hand and looked up at Li Gongcheng, "Why are you here? Just take the person to the old lady directly."

Li Gongcheng hesitated for a while and then said, "Second Master... the little boss who sells noodles, she... she rejected us."

Song Beicheng frowned slightly, "Reject?"

Li Gongcheng nodded, "Yes."

Song Beicheng continued: "Are he dissatisfied with his salary or his treatment?"

Li Gongcheng shook his head and told Ni Yan truthfully, "Not that little boss said that she likes her current lifestyle very much and does not want to work step by step for the time being. She also said... this is not a matter of salary."

Upon hearing this, Song Beicheng raised his eyebrows slightly. Listening to Li Gongcheng's description, this boss who sells noodles is an interesting person.

But Song Beicheng never believed that there would be people in this world who don’t love money.

Song Beicheng continued, "This is how you can take me there tomorrow morning."

Li Gongcheng was slightly stunned and looked at Song Beicheng in surprise, "Second Master...you...go...individually?" Song Er Master is a person who has a lot of troubles. How could he deal with such a thing personally?

Song Beicheng nodded, "Yes, I'll go and meet him in person."

Yes.

Song Beicheng wanted to meet the noodle seller in person.

After working hard in the mall for so many years, he has never met anyone who doesn't care about money.

They all came out to set up stalls and said they didn't care about money.

Isn't this here to be funny?

Upon hearing this, Li Gongcheng was stunned and then said, "Okay, then I will arrange it for you."

"Yes." Song Beicheng nodded slightly, "You go out first."

Li Gongcheng withdrew in response.

**

On the other side.

Ni Yan still moved the table, chairs and benches to the shop owner Liu Dongliang.

Today is Saturday, and Liu Wei was moving a small stool to read English outside the door.

The college entrance examination was resumed in 1978, and English was officially included in the college entrance examination subject in 1983. Before, Chinese people did not attach much importance to English. Even Liu Wei, a top student, seemed a little difficult to get in front of English. After all, the foundation in front was not laid well.

When Liu Wei read a word, Ni Yan raised his eyes slightly, opened his red lips slightly, corrected: "That word should be read admirable." It is very mellow and formal pronunciation, which is even more standard than the announcer on the radio.

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The author's PK on the first day was so miserable, there were no collections, and no comments...

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