Divorcing your wife might feel good for a moment, but seeing me make money will make you regret it f

The one-armed beggar's gaze was too materialistic. Xu Qingyi joked about it, and the Wen family and their children also came to see.

The people in the restaurant seemed to sense something and turned to look in their direction.

The one-armed beggar hurriedly pulled Xu Qing and the others to squat under the window, barely avoiding the scrutiny of the people in the restaurant.

"Aunt Xiangxiu, what are you looking at?"

Qian Asan attentively served Xiangxiu food and water.

"This milk tea that's all over the city is indeed produced in the workshop where my fiancée works."

Actually, I could go in and work there, but the workshop isn't hiring right now.

However, my fiancée said that things are getting busier and busier, and hiring people is only a matter of time.

Everything is expensive in this city. I'm just waiting at home anyway, so I might as well come out and find some temporary work.

"That would help supplement our household income. Are you serious? Is there really a way to get me a job at a milk tea shop right away?"

The boy kept calling her "Auntie," which made Xiangxiu's eyebrows twitch. Was she really that old?

However, business was of the essence, so she suppressed her displeasure and said with a smile:

"Is that even a lie? To tell you the truth, that workshop was originally run by my young master and Madam Xu."

"Storing someone in here is easy enough, isn't it? I only did because we clicked; you look exactly like my deceased nephew."

Xiangxiu took out a handkerchief and wiped away non-existent tears from the corners of her eyes.

"When I saw you on the street that day, I thought I had seen my poor nephew. You two are even the same age."

Qian Asan suddenly realized, "I knew it! This family looks like a wealthy one. Why are they treating him so well?"

They treated him to meals and helped him find a job.

"Then please treat me as your nephew, Auntie. I have no parents, so I will definitely treat you as my own mother and be filial to you!"

Xiangxiu smiled from ear to ear, praising Qian Asan's mouth as sweet as honey.

The one-armed beggar and Xu Qing's group squatted for a while, then stood up and hurriedly hid to the side.

Xu Qing asked with some confusion, "Why are you hiding? Is it really your lover?"

One-armed beggar: "Where would I get a lover? I used to dress up as a woman, so if I had a lover, he should be a man."

I found that person to be very familiar; he looked somewhat like Xiangxiu, the head maidservant of Old Madam Cui.

But after so many years, I'm not entirely sure if it's her.

Xu Qing: "Even if it's her, there's no need to hide."

The one-armed beggar shook his head: "If it really is her, who knows what wicked tricks she's plotting. Although Old Madam Cui is wicked, she's not very cunning. This Xiangxiu is quite formidable; Miss has suffered quite a bit at her hands before."

Xu Zhenzhen said nonchalantly, "Anyway, we're not going back to the Cui family, so she can't harm us no matter what. Godfather, don't worry."

The one-armed beggar thought about it again and realized that Zhenzhen was right. The group didn't take the matter to heart and continued looking for an inn.

After Xiangxiu finished her meal with Qian Asan, they agreed that she would take him to the workshop to report for duty the next day, and then she returned to the Cui residence.

"Is it done?"

Madam Cui sat in the armchair with her eyes closed.

Xiangxiu stepped forward, knelt at the old lady's feet to massage her legs, and replied meekly:

"It's settled. The old lady can just mention it to the young master at dinner."

Madam Cui opened her eyes and said with some hesitation, "Young Master might not listen to me."

Xiangxiu smiled and said, "It would be good if the young master didn't want that person, then we can put all the blame on the young lady's godmother."

If we give him an even more respectable job, wouldn't he be even more grateful to us?

"If the young master agrees, let him do some tampering; if he ultimately fails to get into the workshop, his fiancée is still inside, so it's all the same..."

Madam Cui patted Xiangxiu's hand on her lap and said, "As expected of my head maid, she's got a sharp mind."

At dinner, following Xiangxiu's instructions, Madam Cui personally cooked a table full of dishes.

She hasn't cooked for herself in many years.

Then they sent someone to invite Cui Yifeng.

Cui Yifeng was unaware that Xu Qing and the others had not returned to Xu Family Village. When he arrived at the Xu Family Village, he found it empty, with the gate tightly shut.

I asked the employees in the workshop and found out they hadn't returned yet.

Feeling depressed, he returned to the Cui family home, where a maid from the old lady's courtyard invited him to dinner.

Cui Yifeng said coldly, "Just say that your grandson has already eaten and that you should let your grandmother eat by herself."

The maid, trembling, forced herself to continue persuading, "The old lady cooked it herself. She said she hasn't seen you in so long and misses you terribly. Please be sure to go and see her."

Before she arrived, the old lady gave her a strict order: no matter what, she had to invite the young master over.

Otherwise, she would have to be sold off.

Even though the old lady had a bad temper and often scolded the servants.

However, the Cui family's monthly salary was the highest in the prefectural city, and they had few masters and little to do.

She didn't want to be sold.

Cui Yifeng was unaware of the maid's thoughts, but he had no desire to see that old woman.

If it weren't for the difficulty of explaining to his uncle, he would have sent that old woman and his son to the underworld long ago.

"She misses me? Go and tell her to just say what's on her mind and not to do all this nonsense."

"Yes."

The maid bowed and took her leave.

The old lady was furious again after receiving a message from the maid.

But thinking that it wouldn't be long before her arrogant grandson would suffer a great loss, she smiled again.

Let's see how arrogant he is then.

Madam Cui had Xiangxiu pack some food in a food box, and the two of them went to Cui Yifeng's residence.

"Xiangxiu has served me for so many years and has never asked me for anything."

Now her nephew is looking for work, and he heard that your milk tea shop is hiring, so give him a chance.

Madam Cui placed the food on the table and, without exchanging pleasantries, directly stated her purpose.

Cui Yifeng said expressionlessly, "Xu Niangzi is in charge of the workers; I can't make that decision."

Madam Cui was already angry that he didn't give her face in front of the maid.

Now that I've condescended to come in person, bringing food and drink, this wretched child not only refuses to invite me to sit down, but also gives me a cold shoulder.

Madam Cui said angrily, "If you're going to make an excuse, at least come up with a better one. The workshops are all in your own courtyard, yet you say you can't make the decisions?"

"Let me tell you the truth, you must get that Qian A-San into the workshop to work today, or I'll tell your uncle that you disrespect your elders and have no sense of honor!"

"Oh."

Cui Yifeng shrugged: "Go ahead and sue me."

Cui Yifeng's nonchalant attitude completely enraged Old Madam Cui.

She pointed her index finger at Cui Yifeng: "You, you...you bastard!"

Seeing Cui Yifeng's face growing colder, Xiangxiu stepped forward to support Old Madam Cui, trying to smooth things over:

"Madam, please don't quarrel with the young master because of me. It's my nephew who isn't so fortunate."

Since the young master of the workshop can't make the decision, you have a shop that's short of a manager, could you let my nephew give it a try?"

Cui Yifeng looked at this audacious lackey and grinned, saying:

“When the master is speaking, do you have the right to interrupt? You ill-mannered brat. Cui Yi, slap him.”

Before Madam Cui and Xiangxiu could react, Cui Yi had already made his move like lightning.

"Clap clap clap."

The three slaps were incredibly loud, and Xiangxiu's face instantly swelled up like a pig's head.