Two generations of military wives compete for time

Seeing Secretary Zhang Yuchen sitting there in a daze, Qian Yizhen looked through the documents and asked, "What's wrong, Xiao Zhang? You look so depressed. Who made you angry? Tell me and I'll see if I can help you."

"Mr. Qian, since I graduated from college and started working, I have sent all the money I earned back to my parents, except for my own living expenses. But yesterday, my parents actually came to the provincial capital to ask me for money, saying that the family wanted to build a new house and their younger brother wanted to get married. They threatened to commit suicide and refused to leave if I didn't give them money." Zhang Yuchen said with a look of grievance.

Qian Yizheng pondered for a moment and said: "Yuchen, don't worry, invite your parents to my office and I will talk to them." Zhang Yuchen wiped his tears, nodded, turned around and went out to invite his parents.

About half an hour later, Zhang Yuchen, his parents and his younger brother came to the office. His younger brother whistled and wandered around the office, looking here and touching there, not behaving himself at all.

Qian Yizhen glanced at Zhang Yuchen's parents, who were about the same age as his own parents, and asked how old his brother was. Zhang Yuchen: "Eighteen. He has four older sisters, and he is the only child in the family. He didn't like studying since he was young. He was spoiled and did nothing but eat, drink and have fun."

Another family that favors sons over daughters and kills people. Look at Zhang Yuchen's parents' faces full of wrinkles from the sun and wind, and then look at Yuchen's younger brother, who has delicate skin and a cynical look.

Qian Yizhen said to Zhang Yuchen's parents bluntly, "In the past three years, Yuchen has been paid 30 yuan a month, and he sent you more than 20 yuan. The total amount should be more than 700 yuan. Where did you spend it? These days, 500 yuan can buy a good house in the village. The money Yuchen gave you should be enough to build a new house."

Zhang Yuchen's parents quickly said: "Every time we sent money, our son spent it."

Qian Yizhen said angrily: "You two are not worthy of being parents. You are drinking the blood of your daughter Zhang Yuchen. You don't cherish such a kind daughter, but you exploit her even more. It's unreasonable."

"Who do you think you are? It's none of your business to interfere in our family affairs." The younger brother yelled at Qian Yizheng without knowing the true meaning of the matter.

"Starting from this month, I will not pay Zhang Yuchen any salary. If you have the guts, come and ask for it back. Get out." Qian Yizheng shouted angrily.

"Secretary Zhang, notify the driver Shi Jiayang, let's go to the Public Security Bureau."

"You three, are you going to leave or not? What are you still doing here? I'm going to lock the door." Zhang Yuchen's parents quickly grabbed their son and walked out.

Watching the three people leaving, Qian Yizheng said to Zhang Yuchen earnestly: "Your prodigal brother is a bottomless pit. Listen to me, make a decision when necessary, don't be soft-hearted, and from now on, don't send money to your mother's family anymore." Zhang Yuchen nodded silently.

Qian Yizhen pretended to go to the Public Security Bureau. Just as he drove away Zhang Yuchen's parents and younger brother, he heard the sound of footsteps outside the door. "Old classmate, long time no see. How have you been?" Qian Yizhen looked up and saw the mocking girl Yang Ruolan.

"Hey, hey, what wind has brought the daughter of a nouveau riche family to my little temple? Please take a seat."

The mocking woman took the initiative to start talking: "After graduation, my father asked someone to assign me to be a teacher at a middle school in the provincial capital of my hometown in Shanxi. After working for a few months, working from nine to five every day, it was too unfree. My family didn't need that little salary, so I resigned. I played at home for a year and got married last year. I married a big man from Shandong who sells cars in your provincial capital. I am a full-time housewife now. I go wherever my husband is." The mocking woman paused and took a sip of tea.

"I came to you today and want you to recommend a domestic helper to me to see if there is a suitable one." After the mocking girl said this, she did not forget to stretch out her hands and wave them in front of Qian Yizheng.

Qian Yizhen signaled to Zhang Yuchen to ask Zhang Meijuan, the manager of the housekeeping company, to come to the office.

Qian Yizhen looked at the mocking girl. She had eight rings on her ten fingers, some with diamonds, some with gold, and some with gemstones. She had a jade bracelet on her left wrist and a gold bracelet on her right wrist. The gold hairpin on her hair and the gold earrings on her ears echoed each other. When her head moved, the gold jewelry moved with it. She was heavily made up, wearing all branded clothes, and her branded bags were not to mention.

Qian Yizhen joked: "Don't let thieves target you with your outfit." The mocking woman said: "When I go out driving, thieves can't catch up with me."

Zhang Meijuan knocked on the door and came in. After introducing each other, Zhang Meijuan took out her notebook and said, "Ms. Yang, please tell us what you are looking for in a housekeeper. We will make recommendations based on your needs."

The mocking woman raised her head and said, "Young, efficient, good-looking, good at cooking. She can speak Mandarin. Oh, my husband is a germaphobe, so I'm looking for someone who likes cleanliness, is polite, and doesn't gossip."

Zhang Meijuan wrote it down carefully: "Please leave your address or contact information. I will come to interview you and try you out for three days until the employer is satisfied."

The mocking woman took the pen from Zhang Meijuan, filled out the form as required, and Zhang Meijuan left.

Qian Yizhen and the mocking girl chatted for more than an hour. Seeing that the mocking girl had no intention of leaving, Qian Yizhen filled her cup with tea and said, "I'm sorry, old classmate. I'm pregnant now and can't keep you for dinner."

The mocking woman asked Qian Yizhen to stand up and said, "You are already a big manager, but you are still wearing street clothes. These street clothes are too big. I didn't realize you were pregnant. Okay, when the baby is born, I will give the baby a big red envelope." After that, the mocking woman picked up her branded bag, said "goodbye" to Qian Yizhen and Zhang Yuchen, turned around, twisted her fat hips, and walked out of the office in her high heels. Qian Yizhen followed to the door and waved, "Goodbye."