Yang Yajing gave a thumbs up: "Uncle Zhou is so smart! He guessed it right away!"
"What do you want it for? Tell me."
"Uncle Zhou, you know that Zhou Pengfei has been helping me a lot lately, but he only took a small commission, right?"
"Only?" Zhou Youcheng couldn't help but laugh and cry when he thought of those bonuses. "The other day I told him to study hard, otherwise he would have no job and no future. He was showing off his savings book, pointing at the four figures!"
A four-figure sum, starting with the number 6—that's a year's income for the Zhou family. How could they not show it off?
“I’m thinking of having Zhou Pengfei sign a contract with me and we can stay in touch until he graduates from university.” Yang Yajing finally revealed her thoughts. “I feel like I’m mistreating Zhou Pengfei by only taking a 10% or 20% commission. Besides, without his help, our family wouldn’t be able to transform our business.”
"Your family is changing its business? Closing the restaurant?"
“My parents are getting older, and I want to make things easier for them,” Yang Yajing nodded.
"The young lady is thoughtful and filial!" Zhou Youcheng agreed.
Those of them who work in public institutions receive social security wages when they reach their fifties or sixties. But for self-employed restaurant owners who want to retire, they need to have accumulated enough money.
"Zhou Pengfei will always help, so why is a contract necessary?"
“This is a guarantee!” Yang Yajing said. “What if he goes to a different junior high school and doesn’t want to help me anymore? What will I do then? And what if he feels that I’m not giving him enough of a share and doesn’t want to continue? Won’t our family go hungry? Or what if I change my mind and don’t want to give him a share anymore? What will he have to say then?”
"Pfft!" Zhou Pengfei laughed at this moment. "Am I that kind of person? Besides, you're not that kind of person either!"
"Zhou Pengfei! He's bringing you money! Don't take it lightly!" Yang Yajing glared at him with a playful smile.
"Give money? How much?"
"Whatever I earn, 30% is yours! Want some?"
"Thirty percent? That means double the current share?"
"Hey! Your math has gotten better?" Yang Yajing teased him.
"That's right! You've been supervising my tutoring every day! How could I not learn something?" Zhou Pengfei was quite pleased with his progress in math.
"So that kid's passing math is thanks to you?" Zhou Youcheng thought about how Zhou Pengfei went from barely getting 50 or 60 points to now being able to pass every time, and sometimes even 70 or 80 points... Oh, so that's how it is!
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