Pei Jingzhan ignored him. "Go buy a set of professional photography equipment tomorrow."
He then tossed the phone to Li Qiao.
"Export and edit the videos inside."
Li Qiao opened it and glanced at it; her expression, like Yan Qiao's, was indescribable.
"Who took this picture? It's so blurry, it looks like someone with Parkinson's disease."
As soon as she finished speaking, Li Qiao felt a chill blowing from behind her.
Oops!
Just as he was about to offer a compliment, he saw Pei Jingzhan smile slightly.
"The filming was bad?"
Li Qiao smiled apologetically, "It's not that it's bad, it's all technique, without emotion, most people can't appreciate it."
Pei Jingzhan lifted his eyelids, his expression languid.
"Li's flattery skills have improved significantly."
Li Qiao smiled and said, "Third Master's leadership is truly excellent. Since Miss Yan Qiao has kept you here, you must have extraordinary abilities. How can your value be measured by a mere video? You..."
"Shut up. If you have nothing better to do, Assistant Li, why don't you pay attention to the weather in Africa?"
Li Qiao: "...Is Third Master going on a business trip?"
Pei Jingzhan glanced at him, "I think Assistant Li wants to go."
Li Qiao sat up straight. "I still have to help Third Master win the heart of his beauty, so I don't have time for the African business for the time being. The next step is to make Miss Yan Qiao fall deeply in love with you, and completely destroy any possibility between her and Young Master Luo!"
Pei Jingzhan felt a headache coming on just thinking about Yan Qiao's sharp tongue.
Being deeply in love with this little devil must be a painful thing.
...
After Pei Jingzhan left, Yan Shu pulled Yan Qiao aside and asked her, "Is this the person you're interviewing? His demeanor doesn't seem like that of an interviewee."
They don't seem like people who came here to work.
Yan Qiao said, "He's here for an interview. He's a distant relative introduced by Pei Xiang. His name is Pei Bingjun."
"Pei Bingjun?" Yan Shu had never heard of this name before.
Among the Pei family members in Yancheng, the only ones who left a deep impression on Yan Shu were probably the Pei family.
Especially the third master of the Pei family, whose name is known even though he has never been seen.
"With his demeanor, he'll have no problem interviewing for a job that pays only a few thousand dollars, right?"
Yan Qiao smiled and explained, "No, he was originally a rich man, but his family went bankrupt and he's waiting for food. It's quite pitiful."
Suddenly, Yan Qiao thought of something and asked Yan Shu mysteriously, "Mom, do you have any recommendations for reliable urology clinics?"
Yan Shu was stunned, then exclaimed in shock: "He has problems in that area?"
Yan Qiao nodded seriously, "Yes, it's terrible."
Yan Shu suddenly realized, and said with great regret: "That is indeed a bit tragic. He looks decent enough, but he's not good in that area."
Yan Qiao reminded her, "Mom, 'looking like a human but a dog' is not a compliment."
"They're pretty much the same. Mom will give you a business card when we get back."
Yan Qiao's expression was indescribable, and she asked in surprise and doubt, "Could it be that my father also has a problem?"
“Your dad is perfectly normal, don’t talk nonsense, or he’ll beat you up.” Yan Shu pinched her ear.
As the mother and daughter were whispering to each other, Zhang Shuyun walked over.
"Such a big courtyard house, does Yan Qiao live alone?"
Yan Qiao nodded, "Currently, because the house is too big and renovations haven't started yet, I still spend most of my time living at home."
Zhang Shuyun kept saying it was a waste, "Yan Shu, you know I have a brother from my mother's side, and also nephews and nieces. A while ago he told me he wanted to come to Yancheng to find a job and was worried about not having a place to stay. I thought it was too wasteful for Yan Qiao to live in such a big house by himself, so why don't we let him live here?"
Yan Shu was extremely annoyed by her. Zhang Shuyun used to be quite normal, but now she was becoming more and more demanding.
“Aunt Zhang, this is a house I gave to Yan Qiao. It can’t be lived in by outsiders. Even if Qiao Qiao agrees to you today, I will still object.”
Zhang Shuyun was very unhappy. "How can my nephew be an outsider? He's my own nephew!"
Yan Shu found it funny, so she actually laughed, as if mocking her.
“I respect your hard work in taking care of Grandpa for so many years, so I’m asking you to call me Grandma quietly. But to be honest, you really are an outsider to me.”
Her blunt words immediately made Zhang Shuyun burst into tears.
She ran up to the old man and shouted, "Old Song, did you hear what Yan Shu said? I've taken care of you for so many years, and she still treats me like an outsider!"
Mr. Song was interrupted by her and had no choice but to put down the magnifying glass.
"What are you saying? You're serving me, not her. Aren't you an outsider?"
Yan Shu gave a cold laugh and said, "Aunt Zhang probably wants me to treat her as a proper mother-in-law."
Old Master Song's face darkened. "Yan Shu only has one mother-in-law, and she's already passed away. I've brought this up with you many times, Shu Yun, why are you so fixated on it? You always say you're taking care of me, but isn't that your responsibility? From the beginning, I paid you 5,000 yuan a month, with room and board included, and even social security. Now it's 20,000 yuan, your salary is higher than my son's, a university professor. Have I treated you unfairly?"
Zhang Shuyun's crying stopped abruptly, tears still clinging to her face as she stared blankly at him.
"I...I didn't mean that..."
This time, the old man had truly lost his patience. "So what do you mean? It's just the two of us, you serve me, I pay you a salary, isn't that great? You have to go around making a fuss, acting like you've done me some great favor. Here's what we'll do: if you really feel wronged, then let someone else do it. I don't believe I can't find a nanny if I pay 20,000 yuan a month."
Zhang Shuyun panicked and immediately stopped crying.
"Why are you so agitated? You definitely wouldn't be used to being served by someone else, so of course I'll have to do it. I didn't mean anything by it, I was just venting, not complaining about you."
If she were to leave now, wouldn't all her decades of perseverance have been meaningless?
The old man ignored her and continued tinkering with his junk.
He was not interested in anything in his life except for this pile of things that others considered junk, which he considered a treasure.
Zhang Shuyun muttered, "What's so interesting about this thing? It's the same back home. You turned a perfectly good house into a junkyard."
Old Master Song said impatiently, "If you don't like it, then leave. Don't stand here and block my light."
Zhang Shuyun was repeatedly humiliated by him, and finally couldn't stay there any longer, so she left the courtyard house.
She called Yan Yaoyao from the doorway and asked her to come out and meet her.
“Your grandfather is biased now, but your grandmother only recognizes you as her granddaughter. Now that you’re back in a wealthy family, you must be much better off financially. Don’t forget how good your grandmother has been to you.”
This nagging was a constant reminder and criticism of Yan Yaoyao.
Thinking that she still had some use, Yan Yaoyao brought her a gift when she came out.
This jade bracelet belonged to Yuan Mengchun, and he didn't feel bad about giving it away.
“Grandma, this is a gift from me to show my respect. However, I have just returned to the Yan family and am currently short of funds, so I cannot give you much. Instead of asking me, you should ask Yan Shu. Yan Shu has so many houses, and the benefits she receives from them will be more than enough for you to enjoy.”
Her words really struck a chord with Zhang Shuyun.
"That's right!" She clapped her hands loudly. "She gave Yan Qiao a courtyard house, but it's a very dilapidated place. I suggested that my nephew come and live there, but she didn't want to. I don't care about such a run-down place."
A hint of disdain flashed in Yan Yaoyao's eyes. Yan Shu is so rich, yet she only gave Yan Qiao a dilapidated house? It doesn't seem like she loves her biological daughter that much.
“Grandma, if she refuses, then make a scene. You are her mother-in-law, after all. Make this a public spectacle and see what she does. She has lived in this area for so many years, and everyone in the neighborhood knows her. Let’s see if she has any shame!” Yan Yaoyao patted the back of her hand.
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