Chapter 86 As expected of Uncle Yun's daughter, she's amazing!

Gaining favor, fame, and honor only requires sacrificing a little money, so why not? After all, that money was given to them anyway.

Her way of handing it over confused them, and they completely forgot that she kept 100 yuan every month. What kind of position can earn such a high salary?

If she had directly asked for a job with a salary of 100 from the beginning, she probably would have been kicked out as crazy.

Now she's reaping both fame and fortune; it's a business with no initial investment—she's made a killing!

Moreover, this kind of name is the kind that no one can find fault with.

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In Chengxian County, Chen Ye got off the train carrying a large bag. From afar, he saw Zhao Kuo leaning there in a daze, his eyes narrowed like a fox's.

He huffed and puffed as he walked over, complaining, "Why don't you lend a hand?"

Zhao Kuo glanced at him and said, "You're not Shushu, so don't pretend to be weak. Hurry up and leave. It's not easy for me to ask for leave."

Chen Ye rolled his eyes at him, followed him out of the train station, stuffed his package into the car, and climbed into the passenger seat.

Zhao Kuo drove back to the government compound. They would take their things back together that evening. "So, how was your trip to Shanghai?"

Chen Ye rubbed his shoulder and grinned, "Who am I? When have I ever messed up? Don't worry, everything's taken care of. We have enough people and goods. Once I finish up in the city and county, I'll be able to pack up my gear and settle down there by next month at the latest."

Zhao Kuo glanced at him in surprise: "So fast? Are the people in Shanghai willing to cooperate with you?"

Thinking of Qi Yuan, that fiery little lion, Chen Ye stuck his tongue out at his cheek, put an arm around Zhao Kuo's shoulder, and said in a roguish tone, "Willing? Of course I'm willing! You'll easily succumb to my charm!"

Zhao Kuo frowned: "Get out of the way, I need to drive. Also, spit out that nonsense you learned from somewhere, or I'll beat your mouth off if I hear you say it again."

Chen Ye clicked his tongue, crossed his arms, leaned against the other car door, and closed his eyes, ignoring him.

Zhao Kuo was silent for a moment, then asked, "How is Shushu?"

Chen Ye's eyes snapped open, sparkling: "She's...too...good...! No wonder she's Uncle Yun's daughter, she's awesome!"

Zhao Kuo's face instantly darkened. What kind of foul mouth is this? Is it even worthy of his attention?!

Before he could even begin to lecture her, Chen Ye had already started rambling on, praising Yun Wangshu to the skies, expressing his regret that she had given up such a large sum of money.

"If Uncle Yun were still here, my sister definitely wouldn't need to spend money to buy her safety."

Before the shock in Zhao Kuo's eyes had subsided, the corners of his mouth had already involuntarily turned up: "She is very smart."

Chen Ye sighed dejectedly: "What's the use of being smart? You still can't keep your money."

Zhao Kuo rolled his eyes at him: "Have you forgotten that she gets a hundred yuan a month?"

Chen Ye was initially quite dejected, thinking that being powerless meant being bullied. He was determined to work hard and climb the ranks whenever he had the chance, and he also relentlessly pushed his boss to climb the ranks. But gradually, he realized something was wrong. One hundred yuan a month?

It seems like... there are quite a lot?

Because he had lost so much, he subconsciously overlooked the portion that Shushu received—one hundred yuan, that's about the factory manager's price, right?

Hiss!!

At this moment, Zhang Baishun, realizing what was happening, pulled Zhong Limin aside and complained, "This girl is too shrewd. You were worried about her, but her salary is almost catching up with yours."

Zhong Limin leisurely sipped his tea: "So what if she's smart? Isn't that good? Besides, she's the one who's at a disadvantage. If it were you, would you rather have 900 yuan a month or a good reputation? She was forced to compromise. Stop thinking about things that aren't her business."

Zhang Baishun: ...That's true, who doesn't want money?

Zhong Limin seemed to remember something, and his expression turned indifferent: "Have you made any progress on those previous cases?"

Mentioning this gave Zhang Baishun a headache: "What a load of rubbish! It's unbelievable! I led a team to investigate for a month, and we didn't find a single clue. My men's minds are now filled with feudal superstitions, damn it!"

Zhong Limin: ...

That's absolutely damn good.