This old, dilapidated apartment has burdened Pei Yingjun with a mortgage of nearly ten million yuan, making it hard for him to breathe.
Pei Yingjun took out all the takeout boxes and placed them one by one on the dining table, and thoughtfully put candles on the cake as well.
The wife, who was cooking in the kitchen, heard the noise, came out to see what was happening, and was stunned.
"It's not like Mom is turning sixty, so we don't need to buy so many expensive things, do we?"
Some of the dishes on the table were things my wife had never even seen before. She had only ever seen the Black Forest cake, and even a small piece of it cost several hundred yuan!
How much would it cost to buy all of these?!
"I didn't buy it; it's from the company cafeteria. I brought it back with me."
"And this cake, I heard you say last time that you really wanted to eat this cake." Pei Yingjun said with a smile at first.
But as he spoke, he started to cry.
His wife rushed forward and hugged him, comforting him:
"I didn't really crave cake that much, I was just saying it casually. I'm just a rural woman, not as precious as people from Shanghai, so don't put too much pressure on me."
As the two were talking, Pei Yingjun's parents came home. When they opened the door, they were stunned to see a table full of delicacies.
"Handsome, you..."
"Mom, isn't today your birthday? I specially brought this back from the company cafeteria," Pei Yingjun said, quickly wiping away his tears.
"Nonsense! What company cafeteria is so good that it lets you pack back so many delicacies!" The old man wasn't stupid; he waved his hand and said on the spot:
“Yingjun, return all of these things. I’m not that greedy. Buying so many delicacies will make our whole family unable to survive.”
The old lady thought Pei Yingjun was lying to her, afraid that she wouldn't be willing to eat it, and deliberately said that he brought it back from the company cafeteria.
"Mom, it's not what you think..."
Pei Yingjun explained for a long time before his mother finally said with some skepticism:
Is your boss really that good?
“Really! He’s the best person in the world! My son has never admired anyone in his life, he’s the only one!” Pei Yingjun said hurriedly.
“I’ve heard people say that Lu Yiming is the most conscientious boss in the country, and many people are eager to join his company,” his wife chimed in.
"My son!" the mother said solemnly, holding Pei Yingjun's hand.
"They value you so much, you must achieve something and live up to their expectations!"
The better someone treats you, the more you should repay them. Never let a good person suffer a loss!
Let's just let it go this time, but don't do this again, understand?
Although we come from a rural background, we have ambition!
Pei Yingjun looked extremely ashamed.
He never dared to tell his parents that the toilet paper they were using was something the company had taken from them...
He only felt a burning pain on his face.
He clenched his fists and silently vowed to himself:
"Chairman! I will definitely not let you down! I will make this catering company the strongest in Shanghai!"
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