Chapter 131 Take it~~Buy candy for Chenchen~~

Fu Zhengtu didn't know what factory he was applying for, but Zhou Zheng shuttled between various offices and small canteens every day, and all kinds of gossip could not escape his ears. He was like a low-profile male version of Aunt Zhong.

Fu Zhengtu had heard such a thing from him before. He had imitated the tone and expression of Leader Zhou Zhengxue, who said "bullshit", so vividly that it was difficult for him to ignore it.

Su Taotao suddenly didn't know whether she should sympathize with those people who were bothering the factory, or with those who took back the registration forms and joined their "factory" instead.

Su Taotao recounted what happened at the entrance of the cafeteria today.

Finally, he said, "When those people find out, they will probably make a scene. I don't know how it will end. Will your leaders notify us when they reject their proposal?"

Fu Zhengtu: "If you ask, I will."

Su Taotao: "What if I don't ask? What if others assume that the leader agrees?"

Fu Zhengtu looked at Su Taotao with an expression that said, "How could there be such stupid people in this world?"

Su Taotao understood and nodded: "There really are people like this, otherwise they wouldn't send out recruitment forms before receiving a reply."

Fu Zhengtu: "That has nothing to do with you. If anyone dares to cause trouble, you can ask the security team to maintain order."

Su Taotao was stunned for a moment: "There is such a department in the base?"

Fu Zhengtu nodded: "Of course there is. I'll write you a phone number, or you can contact Xiaolu directly."

Su Taotao: "What on earth is Xiao Lu doing? He is like a panacea, always looking for him for everything."

Fu Zhengtu: "When I need to drive, I am a mobile driver. Normally, I am a mobile worker."

Su Taotao: "Then why is he working in the cafeteria? And you are the one who calls him the most?"

Fu Zhengtu glanced at Su Taotao: "Because the cafeteria needs him the most, he was originally my driver."

Su Taotao: “…”

"By the way, are you familiar with the printing factory? Sample contracts and packaging bags need to be printed in batches." Su Taotao asked Fu Zhengtu.

Fu Zhengtu: "If you have business dealings, just fax it over."

Su Taotao shook her head and said, "I will go there in person tomorrow. There are some details that need to be finalized in person. I will also practice driving. Aunt Zhong also has to go out to do something, so I will have to trouble Xiaolu again."

She must conceal her identity and get her driver's license as soon as possible, otherwise it will be too troublesome for Xiaolu to enter and exit the island.

Fu Zhengtu: "Is it hard to get a driver's license?"

Su Taotao shook her head. She had already thought of what to say: "It's not difficult. My high school classmate has a car at home. I learned from her before, so I still remember some of it."

In Fu Zhengtu's opinion, Su Taotao is a very smart person who can understand everything at once. He would not be surprised by anything she can do. "Where is Chenchen? Is she going to class with Yuanhang or should I take her with me?"

Su Taotao waved at Chenchen: "Chenchen, are you going to work with your dad or go to class with your uncle tomorrow?"

Little Chenchen said without hesitation: "Follow Daddy~~"

Fu Yuanhang, who had just finished cleaning up the dishes, said: "..." Chen Chen, if you hesitated for just one second, your uncle wouldn't be so sad, you know?

Before going to bed, Su Taotao went to the children's room, where the two children were reciting the Thousand Character Classic.

Su Taotao sat at the head of the bed and handed an envelope to Fu Yuanhang.

Fu Yuanhang took it and said, "Sister-in-law, what is this?"

Chenchen hugged her mother's waist and rubbed it.

Su Taotao: "Open it and take a look."

Su Taotao used her head to butt up the child's head, and Chen Chen giggled.

Fu Yuanhang actually pulled out a big reunion note from the envelope, and he was so scared that he almost threw it away: "Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, this is..."

Chen Chen: "Wow~~ Money~~"

Su Taotao touched the child's head and said, "Your design fee is a little low, but my sister-in-law's factory is just starting out, so just think of it as a family price for her and keep it."

Fu Yuanhang blinked and couldn't close his mouth for a long time: "Design fee? Give it to me?"

The largest amount of money Fu Yuanhang had ever received was the one yuan pocket money that Su Taotao gave him every month. That was already a huge amount of money for him, and now his sister-in-law actually gave him a big reunion note!

Su Taotao rubbed Fu Yuanhang's head and said, "Didn't you design a packaging bag for the coconut candy? Originally, the cost of having someone else design it was more than this. What? Do you think it's too little?"

Su Taotao of course knew that he didn't think it was too little.

Fu Yuanhang kept shaking his head and stuffed the envelope and the money back to Su Taotao. If someone didn't know, they would think it was a hot potato: "I, I don't want it."

Chenchen pushed the envelope and money into the uncle's arms: "Yes~~Take it~~Buy candy for Chenchen~~"

Su Taotao and Fu Yuanhang both laughed.

Su Taotao asked: "Why not? If you work hard, you should get corresponding compensation. If you don't get paid or get paid for your work, who would still work?"

Fu Yuanhang still shook his head: "It's different, I just drew it for Chenchen casually."

Su Taotao: "From your perspective, it's just a casual drawing. From my perspective, if you didn't draw something that caught my fancy, I might have to keep looking for professional designers to do it. Not to mention the communication costs, I would have to spend a lot of time, energy and money. Now I get the result I want with such a low reward, so I'm lucky.

This money is not given by me, it is paid from the factory's account. Public is public, private is private, and one must distinguish between public and private. If you are painting for someone at home, it would be improper to give you money, but if you are painting for the factory, then you deserve it.

Su Taotao paused for a moment, giving Fu Yuanhang some time to digest it. "Besides, this is not a one-time deal. You will be needed to draw the cover when the packaging is changed in the future. Just think of it as a part-time job to earn money for your studies."

Fu Yuanhang figured it out a little bit, squeezed the envelope and looked at Su Taotao: "But sister-in-law, isn't this a bit too much? I only drew for a while."

Su Taotao shook her head: "If I ask someone outside to paint, it will only be more expensive than this. The price of artistic creation cannot be defined by the length of time it takes to work. Some people can finish a work in half an hour, while others cannot finish it in half a month. I only look at the finished product, and this finished product is worth the price."

Fu Yuanhang held the envelope tightly: "Okay, I understand."

But he still handed the envelope to Su Taotao: "Sister-in-law, please keep it for me. I don't need so much money."

Su Taotao pushed it back: "You keep your money yourself. If you need to buy your favorite brushes or sketchbooks, you don't need to ask me. Just decide for yourself."

Fu Yuanhang was finally convinced by Su Taotao: "Sister-in-law, this is the first time I know that my paintings are so valuable."

Su Taotao ruffled his hair again: "Xiaohang, your paintings are much more valuable than you think. Although their value is not measured by money, sometimes, this is precisely the quantitative expression of their value. This is a paradox."

This big reunion photo seemed to have opened the door to a new world for Fu Yuanhang. He seemed to have suddenly found a direction, or knew where to put his energy. It turned out that he could make money from painting, and more than he thought. With money, his sister-in-law would not have to follow him and Chenchen when buying clothes, and she could buy the Dacron skirt that she liked very much but had not been willing to buy.

He will make a lot of money in the future.

If Su Taotao knew Fu Yuanhang thought this way, she would definitely complain.

She looked at the dacron skirt a few more times not because she liked it, but precisely because she didn't like it but didn't know why it was so popular among people of this era.