Deng Hongying and Liu Hongjun could hardly believe their eyes when they heard the number.

Liu Hongjun stood up excitedly, "Brother, I can't accept such a high salary! We are already very grateful that you gave Hongying and me a job so that we can continue to stay in Haicheng and settle down."

"Where else can I find salaries this high?"

Deng Hongying added, "Qiaoqiao, I know you and Brother Huo are both people who value relationships, but this salary is really too high."

"With you all acting like this, we feel like we're taking advantage of you by applying for jobs with you. Why don't you advise Brother Huo to give the Red Army less money?"

Yang Qiaoqiao smiled, signaling Deng Hongying to relax, "Don't worry, the fact that Bei Xiao is willing to give your man this salary means he thinks your man is worth it. It's not just out of consideration for him."

Huo Beixiao also said to Liu Hongjun, "Hongjun, I'm giving you such a high salary because I hope you can use your knowledge and skills to create value for me. It's not that I'm giving you this salary and you're afraid to accept it, and you even ask me to lower your salary."

Liu Hongjun, a former soldier, was momentarily taken aback when he suddenly heard that Huo Beixiao was offering him such a high salary.

But she quickly calmed down and solemnly said, "Brother Huo, don't worry, I will definitely do my job well! I won't let you down!"

Later, Liu Hongjun put his words into practice.

Because of his presence in the transport team, they were always able to identify and mitigate potential safety hazards in the vehicles.

When the convoy was transporting goods on dangerous roads, his presence as the lead vehicle greatly reduced the frequency of accidents.

But that's a story for another time.

While Huo Beixiao and Yang Qiaoqiao were having a pleasant conversation with Deng Hongying and Liu Hongjun, Jiang Yongxian and Peng Cuiying took a taxi but did not return to the dormitory assigned to them by their work unit.

Instead, the driver stopped the car in a quiet little park, and we got out.

"Son, why are we getting off here? Where is this?" After getting off the bus, Peng Cuiying quickly caught up with Jiang Yongxian, who was walking angrily ahead.

Jiang Yongxian walked to a secluded spot, then suddenly turned around, clenched his fists, and looked at Peng Cuiying.

Peng Cuiying was so frightened that she instinctively shrank back and took two steps back, "Boss..."

The next moment, Jiang Yongxian could no longer contain his anger and grabbed Peng Cuiying by the collar, saying, "I've fed you too much, and now you can't find anything to do?"

Didn't I tell you not to mess with Yang Qiaoqiao? What's wrong with you? Why did you go and provoke her again?

Peng Cuiying looked at Jiang Yongxian's murderous expression, her eyes filled with fear.

"Eldest son, Mom didn't mean it. Mom was just thinking that Wang Xue is about to give birth, and with only fifty yuan a month, it's barely enough for Wang Xue and me to live on, let alone raise a child."

I was thinking of going to find Yang Qiaoqiao. She's so rich now, even if she just slips a little money through her fingers, I could buy my grandson two more packs of diapers.

I heard from the people in my building that nowadays, respectable families in the northern part of the city don't use diapers for their children; they buy imported diapers from the Friendship Store.

Under Jiang Yongxian's angry gaze, Peng Cuiying spoke with some hesitation.

Jiang Yongxian gritted his teeth. Although he hated Peng Cuiying for causing him trouble, she was still useful to him now.

After all, once Wang Xue gives birth, she will need someone to take care of her during her postpartum period, and the baby will also need someone to look after it.

Moreover, without Peng Cuiying, Jiang Yongchang wouldn't have sent him thirty yuan every month.

Jiang Yongxian suppressed his anger and frowned, saying, "You don't need to worry about raising the child. I'll find a way to make the money."

If you provoke Yang Qiaoqiao again, don't blame your son for being unfilial.

Peng Cuiying was terrified by Jiang Yongxian's appearance just now.

Since the series of misfortunes that have happened in the family, she felt that her eldest son had become increasingly sinister, and sometimes, even she, as his mother, was afraid of him.

*

Huo Beixiao and Yang Qiaoqiao got home relatively early today.

The elderly couple from the Xia family, along with Lin Xiaohui and the two little ones, were still awake.

The two hugged the child first, and then chatted with Xia Yuntao about business matters.

After they finished speaking, Xia Yuntao took out a contract and handed it to them, saying, "Beixiao, Qiaoqiao, Grandpa also has a project he'd like to work on with your construction company. Take a look."

Huo Beixiao and Yang Qiaoqiao both knew that the old man was doing this to support their cause.

However, when they saw the contents of the contract, the two were still shocked.

What shocked Yang Qiaoqiao was that the project Grandpa Xia gave them was a top-tier luxury residential complex in Haicheng that would become famous throughout the country, with the average price of the houses in the complex reaching nearly 200,000 yuan per square meter.

However, because of its prime location, even with skyrocketing prices, the property still attracts countless upper-class individuals in Haicheng.

But she remembered that this housing development was not developed by the Xia family in her previous life.

In her previous life, after Old Master Xia passed away, the Xia family descendants fought over the inheritance, and she wasn't sure which descendant of the Xia family ultimately got this piece of land.

But she knew that the descendants of the Xia family had sold the land.

At the time, she was still in charge of the Qin Group and participated in the bidding, but she ultimately failed to acquire it.

What shocked Huo Beixiao was that the contract stated that Xia Yuntao would invest over one billion yuan to build this property.

He's been doing business for so many years and has traveled all over the country, so he's not exactly unsophisticated.

But given the current state of the domestic economy, even he finds numbers in the hundreds of millions unfamiliar.

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