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Chapter 782 Arrangements for Fang Qing

The accounts were settled weekly as agreed.

Don't underestimate this small company; the mailroom alone throws out tons of scraps, email covers, and all sorts of waste paper every day.

It's hot, so there are a lot of people drinking beverages, and you can collect a whole truckload of bottles.

Soon the first week's accounts were settled. After giving the money to the company's finance department, she calculated that she had made more than a hundred yuan, which was unbelievable.

Tang's mother was astonished, "More than a hundred a week?"

Tang Xiaofen nodded happily.

"Selling trash for so much money, how can you throw it away so easily?"

Tang Xiaofen said, "They are a big company with more than two thousand employees. It seems that their magazine department accepts manuscripts from all over the country. They receive many manuscripts every day, and the mailbags for rejecting manuscripts alone are piled up every day."

She wouldn't understand any of this anyway, but as long as it makes money.

"That's great! That way, we can earn five or six hundred a month."

Tang Xiaofen nodded hurriedly.

"This fellow villager is too kind to you. With this money, Xiaoyun and Xiaozhi won't have to worry about going to school."

"Yes, Mother, we don't need to live here anymore. Let's move to a nicer house."

"This house is pretty nice, and it's not hot at all."

"No good," Tang Xiaofen said. "Look at this house. It's gloomy even in the sweltering heat, and it's very cold in the winter. It's drafty everywhere. If a harsh winter comes, you and the child might not be able to stand it."

She would have tolerated it if she didn't have money, but now that she has money, she won't let her mother and two children live in such a place anymore.

Further west is Liao Village, the largest slum in the area. All sorts of people live there, and it's not safe.

Most importantly, Wang Chenchen now lives in Liao Village.

Even though school has started, that child doesn't go to school. He wanders around their house from time to time, and he comes over as soon as her two children get out of school.

She didn't want her two children to get too close to Wang Chenchen, and she also wanted to find a place closer to Lin Yuyao's company.

Although Tang Xiaofen took over the waste recycling work from Lin Yuyao's company, she didn't lose her original job.

She listened to everything Sister Zhao said. She said that their jobs were secure. As long as they didn't end up in jail like Fang Qing, they generally wouldn't be fired.

Sister Zhao's words make a lot of sense. She said that it's better to have your own than to have someone else's. No matter how filial your children are, if you rely entirely on them for support, it's not the same as having your own pension.

What if the children grow up to be ordinary people and struggle to make a living? They'll be willing but unable to support their parents in their old age.

Every word Sister Zhao said made sense, and she listened to it all.

Sister Zhao, who is just over 45, earns double income, which makes her very envious.

When I get older, I won't be able to collect recyclables anymore. How wonderful it would be if I could receive a retirement pension like Sister Zhao!

So she will not quit her job no matter what.

She had been collecting recyclables smoothly for a week, but one day when she went to the staff dormitory to collect recyclables, she suddenly ran into an acquaintance.

Fang Qing?

"Tang Xiaofen? What are you doing here?"

Tang Xiaofen frowned and glanced at the tricycle next to her.

Fang Qing's expression changed, and she said, "Who gave you permission to collect recyclables here? I was wondering where all this recyclables went, and it turns out you took them away. These are company property, and you're not allowed to take them."

As she spoke, she went to pull the bundled recyclables off her tricycle.

Tang Xiaofen blocked her way and said, "The boss asked me to collect this. I collect all the company's waste. I have a contract with the company."

Fang Qing swayed, "What?"

“I said I should be the one to take these things away.”

"I don't believe it. Who are you to the boss? Why should you get such a good job?"

Tang Xiaofen said calmly, "I'm not anyone special. I'm from the same hometown as the boss. The boss asked me to come and collect it because he wanted to."

"You...you're lying, aren't you? I don't believe you."

"Don't you believe me, or are you afraid to believe me?" Tang Xiaofen sneered. "Such a big company, are the security guards at the gate just sitting around doing nothing? If I were lying, would they let me in?"

Fang Qing was stunned.

Yes, ordinary people simply can't get in.

"How could that be? Who... is that boss?"

Tang Xiaofen smiled faintly and said, "You really don't know who the boss is?"

Fang Qing: "..."

"Are you pretending not to know and unwilling to admit it?"

These words shattered Fang Qing's pretense.

Yes, how could she not know?

She might not have known when she first arrived, but after so many days, she would be a fool not to know.

Although she had never met Lin Yuyao here before, she knew that this was Lin Yuyao's company.

So big, so beautiful, so grand... it belongs to Lin Yuyao.

She used to look down on Lin Yuyao, thinking that a silly country girl was no match for her at all.

Now, the gap between her and Lin Yuyao is like an insurmountable chasm.

She wasn't even allowed to step into that office building because her supervisor had assigned her to clean the staff dormitory.

Fang Qing's face was pale as she watched Tang Xiaofen leave, her fists clenching tighter and tighter.

why?

Lin Yuyao would rather help Tang Xiaofen, who is a complete stranger, than help herself.

……

A month later, Lin Yuyao was quite surprised to see the money for garbage recycling on the financial report.

They thought this piece of waste paper wouldn't be worth much, and that Tang Xiaofen would be lucky to earn a hundred or two hundred yuan a month.

Unexpectedly, she took more than a thousand yuan, and Tang Xiaofen took one-third of that, which means she took nearly six hundred yuan?

This is more than what Fu Huaiyi earned.

Lin Yuyao couldn't help but laugh.

Song Qin: "You're laughing while looking at the financial statements? We're rich now?"

Lin Yuyao smiled and pushed the report to Song Qin, "Look, we make more than a thousand yuan a month from garbage recycling."

Wow, so many?

"Yes, according to the agreement, Tang Xiaofen should get one-third, so she should have received nearly six hundred."

"That works."

"Yeah, I thought it would only be a hundred or two hundred yuan a month. I didn't expect those scraps to be so valuable."

Song Qin turned to look at Lin Yuyao and said, "What's wrong? Feeling the pinch? Think the percentage is too high? How about we lower it next month?"

Lin Yuyao was both amused and exasperated. "No, I'm a big boss, why would I fuss over such a small amount and even lower the ratio? People would laugh their heads off. I just think it's a good thing, so her two children won't have to worry about schooling. I'm happy to help her."

Song Qin was just joking; the amount of money they donate in the company's name each year is more than just a fraction of what they've donated.

Tang Xiaofen is also from a poor family; let's just consider it charity work.

……

That evening, Fu Huaiyi suddenly said to Lin Yuyao, "The date for Lin Ping and the others to return has been set; it will be the day after tomorrow."

"The day after tomorrow? Oh, we have a day off, let's go pick them up together."

"No need, someone will pick them up when they get back, but they may not be able to go home for a while."