Chapter 42: Raising the Price
"Secretary Cui, our patience is limited. We will give you one more chance. Otherwise, we will go to the town today."
Cui Chengliang took a deep breath, his expression changing constantly, and finally waved his hand, "Okay, but only you and your brother and sister will stay, the rest of you go eat first, don't delay us to go to work later."
The village chief patted An Zhiqiu on the shoulder and whispered, "Instead of asking for money, why not ask the commune to arrange a job for your sister? How much money can she make after working for a few years? With everyone watching over you, he won't dare to play any tricks anymore. Uncle can only help you up to this point."
An Zhiqiu and An Zhixia thanked them gratefully, and let Nie Yichang and others go first, promising to have dinner together in the evening to express their gratitude.
Fang Yuan also leaned close to An Zhiqiu's ear and said, "Let's just give him a skin first, and then we can continue to do what we need to do."
An Zhiqiu nodded in understanding.
Soon there were only three people left in the room. Cui Chengliang sat on a chair, holding a teacup and drinking tea slowly. Even if he gave in, he still planned to leave the other two alone first.
But An Zhixia had been holding back her anger since she came to this era. Today she was finally free, so she naturally didn't plan to continue being a little white rabbit. She took a step forward and waved her hand, overturning the boiling hot tea to the ground.
Fortunately, it was winter and Cui Chengliang was wearing thick clothes, so he was not hurt at all. However, his neat blue Zhongshan suit was soaked by the tea, and he looked very miserable.
"You!" Cui Chengliang was so angry that he slammed the table, stood up and pointed at her.
An Zhixia smiled, reached out and grabbed the annoying index finger and twisted it back violently.
"It hurts, you, please let go," Cui Chengliang's face turned pale with pain. He bent his waist and legs, feeling like his fingers were about to break. He begged for mercy again and again, without any of his previous arrogance and official tone.
"Will you speak properly?"
"Yes, yes, I won't beat around the bush," he said eagerly, nodding.
As soon as An Zhixia let go, Cui Chengliang immediately stepped back and pressed against the cabinet. "What compensation do you want? As long as I can give it to you, I will definitely satisfy you."
An Zhixia turned her head to look at her brother. She didn't care. After all, there was a supermarket full of things. She spent money just to export things openly. Besides, money used to be just a number to her, but now, the purchasing power of money is so high that she can't control it.
But my brother is different, he really lives in this world and has a precise grasp of money.
An Zhiqiu looked at his tough sister and didn't ask any more questions. He thought that the path his sister took every day to collect firewood was really full of hidden talents. Cooking skills, first aid measures, and boxing skills, he was not surprised at all. Passing by the troops, she must be familiar with their training methods, right? Isn't the effect of his training in the past month also very obvious.
He simply pulled a stool and sat next to her, crossed his legs and stroked his chin: "I don't ask for much, just a formal position for my sister in the commune, where she can sit in the office, drink tea and read newspapers."
Secretary Cui glared and said in a rough voice: "If there is such a good thing, shouldn't I arrange myself first?" He is now a village cadre and receives a little salary and benefits, but he is not a formal employee. At most, he is just a figurehead in the commune.
The employees in the commune were state-run employees with stable jobs and could climb up the career ladder, and they would fight fiercely for a position.
"Isn't your brother-in-law the vice president of the commune? You want to climb up the ladder, but you are not willing to give up your position as a small clerk?"
"My dear comrades, we don't have the final say in the commune. There are many things going on. At this critical moment, we really can't make any plans."
"Oh," An Zhiqiu sneered, "If you hadn't taken the credit, my sister would have been a small official in the commune. How could someone who seeks true happiness for the people and has a lot of knowledge be buried in the village?"
"Otherwise, why don't you ask for more money and tickets? I still have these," Secretary Cui wiped the sweat from his forehead, thinking that his decision to send the people away just now in order to prevent others from hearing about his transaction with the An brothers and sisters was a big mistake. Are the young educated youths nowadays so tough? Whose home court is this? !
An Zhiqiu hummed, "The salary level here is relatively low. The vice president can get 25 yuan, but the benefits are very good, which is more than 10 yuan. Let's calculate it as 35 yuan. The president will get half of that, which is 50 yuan.
When your brother-in-law becomes a regular employee, he will get an extra 180 yuan a year, which is only his salary. There is also a lot of private gift money. That is the big part. If you add it up, the extra 500 yuan is too little.
Let's calculate the salary and benefits of the junior clerk. It should be twenty, right? Two hundred a year, two thousand in ten years, which is just the increase in income of your brother-in-law for four years.
This is not even counting the benefits for you and your sons, isn't that generous enough?"
"How much? Two, two thousand? You think..."
An Zhixia took a step forward and forced Cui Chengjun to swallow his words. "Two thousand is too little for you, so how about we add a little more? The state pension is still good for several decades, but buying out my ten years of work is really a bit too little."
After a while, Cui Chengjun already understood the style of the brother and sister. He must not bargain, otherwise they would raise the price higher and higher!
His face turned red and then quickly turned blue, and he wondered in his mind whether it was worth two thousand dollars.
With this achievement, my brother-in-law will surely stand out among the three vice presidents, and he will be the weakest one and the other two. As long as he becomes the president, won't money be just a matter of waving his hand?
Besides, the two families have made a lot of money over the years. If all the money goes out at once, it will inevitably hurt him. "Okay, two thousand is two thousand, but you have to give me some time..."
"No need, let's go to your house first, and then go find your brother-in-law. I believe that as the vice president, he will know how to make choices better than you."
An Zhixia snorted coldly, walked up to him and grabbed the back of his collar and dragged him towards the door.
People of this generation were malnourished when they were young and were generally not tall. In addition, his aura was suppressed, so he subconsciously bent his waist and was actually dragged by her and staggered forward.
"I'll go on my own," he said dejectedly.
"You don't have to play tricks, otherwise the consequences will be beyond your ability to bear," An Zhixia gestured at her neck with her hand and made a clicking motion with her mouth, while her head tilted. Coupled with her weird smile, she looked like a doll with its head cut off, which was extremely creepy.
Ha, the girl has also acted in horror movies. She is an actress-level figure and can play any role well.
Seeing Cui Chengjun looking a little frightened, she changed her voice and laughed twice, as if she had suddenly found a new way to deal with it.
Cui Chengjun shook his head repeatedly, pressing his chest, and felt that breathing was extremely difficult. "No, no, no."
Sure enough, when he went out, he didn't dare to greet acquaintances he met. When asked, he just forced an ugly smile and shook his head.
(End of this chapter)
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