"Let's not talk about some things about the South Courtyard at the door." Jiang Mei said in a low voice.

Song Yuehua glanced at the two of them, thought about it, and let them in.

There was no tea at this time, and Song Yuehua had no plan to boil water.

After the three of them arrived at the dining hall, Jiang Mei didn't beat around the bush and said, "The South Courtyard is planning to hire Dalang as the accountant, but the condition is that I have to sign a contract to work as a long-term employee in the courtyard."

Song Yuehua thought about it for a while before saying, "Why did you tell me this?"

"Daya," Jiang Mei said sincerely, "Although you don't agree with those old men, Dalang and I have no conflicts with you. How could I help outsiders to deal with you?"

Song Yuehua asked, "So, you refused the job as accountant?"

Song Dalang looked at his wife nervously.

"Not really," Jiang Mei said, "I think instead of pushing it away completely, it's better to stabilize that Bao guy first."

Song Yuehua looked at her without saying anything.

Jiang Mei continued, "Bao has made up his mind and will definitely not give up. Instead of doing that, we might as well agree to him. If he has any bad ideas in the future, we can be on guard against them. Don't you think so?"

Song Yuehua chuckled and said, "Let's not talk about this for now. Your father-in-law has done a favor to the Ma family. Aunt Tan originally wanted to keep you. As long as you work hard, there will be no problem signing you as a long-term worker."

Jiang Mei smiled brightly and said, "Boss, don't worry. If there is any movement over there, we will definitely know it immediately."

After coming out of the Song family, Song Dalang let out a long sigh.

"Madam, which side are we on now?" asked Song Dalang.

"It can be either side, the key is to get our job done," Jiang Mei said, "We need to find a way to sign a long-term employment contract, that's the key."

Song Dalang nodded, still finding it hard to believe. "If it weren't for my wife, I wouldn't dare to ask this of Mr. Bao."

"You think too much," Jiang Mei said, "If it works, it works. If it doesn't, so what? He's so shameless. He almost bit your arms and you're still worrying about some weird things."

Jiang Mei turned her head to look at Song Dalang and said with a worried look on her face, "Dalang, don't study too hard and become stupid. It's too bad that you don't have any achievements and become stupid."

Song Dalang thought it would be better to ignore it, so he quickened his pace and went home.

Jiang Mei trotted after him, "Why are you in such a hurry? Are you here to attend your grandma's funeral?"

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