Chapter 151: Dig the foot of the wall

It's the top-quality Duyun Maojian. It costs more than 1,000 yuan per catty. He Huaiguang brought this. Otherwise, I can't afford to buy such expensive tea.
The fragrance of tea is pure, rising purely.
Yan Nian took a cup of tea and put it in front of Jiang Guoteng respectfully, "Uncle, you drink tea, are you okay now?"
"Hahaha, thanks to you, I am fine. I have had asthma for many years, but I haven't had an attack in the past few days. Thank you."
"Well, so what is the important thing about you looking for me?"
"Is such that--"
Jiang Guoteng took a sip of his tea and put down the cup before he began to explain, "For the Jiang Group, I don't know if Miss Yan understands it."
"Of course you understand. Your company is a big and famous company. How many people want to squeeze their heads to Jiang's!"
"Haha, I don't know if Miss Yan is also among the crowded heads."
"me??"
Yan Nian hurriedly waved his hand, "I can't, I know that your company has high demands on employees."
For a college graduate who has been in the society for a long time, she still has this point of self-knowledge.
Jiang Guoteng smiled, "Miss you tell me, we have all positions in the Jiang family, but we lack a florist."
The words were taken aback.
"Uncle, don't you want me to...?"
Speaking of three points, she pointed to herself, Jiang Guoteng nodded.
"I heard that Miss Yan's major is gardening, and the flower shop has work experience. I think it would be more appropriate to hire Miss Yan as our Jiang's florist. Of course—"
Paused.
Jiang Guoteng said again, "In terms of wages and benefits, Miss Yan can rest assured that you saved my life and I will not treat you badly. On weekdays, Miss Yan only needs to be responsible for the layout of the venue and office decoration. The workload is not heavy. The monthly salary guarantee is 100,000 yuan, if Miss Yan—"
"Wait a minute!!"
Yannian turned her ears sideways, a little unbelievable.
"You just said, how much is the monthly salary?"
"One hundred thousand yuan, this is a guarantee, and there is no bonus for Miss Yan."
Jiang Guoteng repeated it again, smiling unabated, "If Miss Yan is too small, we can still discuss it!"
"I go……"
One hundred thousand yuan, this does not add bonuses, if you add bonuses, how much money is it!
Counting her fingers, the net income of her flower shop is less than 100,000 yuan a year. Now it is like a pie in the sky. Such a good job position suddenly hit her forehead and smashed her into circles.
"Uncle, would you like to give me some time to think about it?"
"Okay, then three days is the limit. Miss Yan, do you think it will work?"
"Ah, okay, but uncle, you should call me Yannian. It feels weird to keep calling Miss Yan."
Yannian scratched his hair in embarrassment, Jiang Guoteng nodded hurriedly, "Okay, then Yannian, if you figure it out, just call me, do you still keep the business card I gave you last time?"
"If you keep it, I will get back to you within three days."
Then Jiang Guoteng left.
Yannian was lying on the sofa, clutching a small heart that was alive and kicking.
Closing his eyes, it seemed that there were countless bills with wings flying around in front of him.
One hundred thousand yuan...
She really went to the Jiang family. When the time comes, regardless of whether Jiang Beiyuan resigns or whether she wants money from Ma Xueyan, she has the confidence to earn a monthly salary of 100,000. What is she afraid of?
He Huaiguang returned after sending the flowers, seeing Ge You on the sofa paralyzed, as if he had lost his soul.
When I asked her, she didn't say anything.
This time, she should not follow the trend, she has to make her own decisions carefully.
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