My Daily Basic Stipend Is 10 Million

Chapter 182: Chapter 162: Arrangements 3

Chen Xiao had also gone to the state-run department store and bought another ten cases for Zhao Hui to pick up.

As a result, Mr. Zhao had grown so accustomed to it that Maotai no longer seemed like a big deal.

But his brothers were a different story. Good heavens, two cases of Maotai! That had to be worth tens of thousands of yuan!

His first uncle asked, "Second Brother, did you land some big project and make a killing recently? You should bring your brothers in on it!"

Mr. Zhao laughed heartily. "Ah Hui is doing quite well for himself now. When the time is right, we’ll see if there’s anything suitable for his first uncle and the others. He’ll arrange something!"

Zhao Hui grunted in agreement and nodded. He was now the Business Director of Junxiao Square. He didn’t even need Chen Xiao to say a word; he could arrange plenty of things on his own.

Zhao Xiangjun’s grandmother was old and hard of hearing. She listened quietly as the younger generations chatted, never interjecting. Most of the time, her gaze was fixed on Zhao Xiangjun.

Just then, her fourth uncle said, "How are you doing these days, Xiangjun? I keep hearing you’re the top seller at your shop. That’s really impressive!"

Zhao Xiangjun replied in a clear voice, "I’m doing okay. Same as always!"

Her fourth uncle’s family ran a clothing store at the entrance of their residential community, catering to the neighborhood. His wife, the fourth aunt, usually watched the shop with only one sales associate.

He said, "If you ask me, you should just come back and open a clothing store with us. You and your fourth aunt could take turns watching the shop. Wouldn’t it be great not to have a boss?"

Zhao Hui, who was smoking, choked on the words and had to cough a few times before he recovered.

’You’ve got some nerve!’ he thought, staring at his fourth uncle with wide eyes.

Zhao Xiangjun smiled and said, "No, that’s alright. I’m doing just fine where I am now."

Then she added, "Fourth Uncle, why don’t you become an agent for a better brand? You could have my brother find you a spot in the mall to run it. You could hire a few more people so Fourth Aunt doesn’t have to be tied to the shop. It must be exhausting for her."

Zhao Hui knew his sister was asking him to look out for their relatives. He chimed in, "That’s right, Fourth Uncle. Go find a brand to represent. If you don’t know how, I can help you look. Then you can open a store in the mall. The foot traffic at the community entrance is limited, after all, and it’s all low-end consumption. You can’t make real money there."

The fourth uncle’s eyes lit up. Seeing Zhao Hui with his Venerable Emperor cigarettes and Maotai liquor today, it was clear he was doing well for himself recently and must have some connections.

He said, "Then I’ll have to trouble you, Ah Hui! It looks like our family has finally produced someone capable!"

’It’s not really that I’m capable,’ Zhao Hui blushed from the praise. ’It’s that my sister has good taste in boyfriends!’

The third uncle then said, "Ah Hui, you should think of something for my Liangzi, too!"

Zhao Hui nodded and said, "What field does Ah Liang want to work in?"

Zhao Liang said, "Isn’t a regular job too tiring?"

...The room instantly fell silent.

The third uncle said anxiously, "You child, how are you going to support a family if you don’t work? How much longer can I keep at it?"

Zhao Liang said resentfully, "Isn’t there a cushy job that pays a lot of money?"

Zhao Hui shot him a glare. "Listen to yourself! Even being a sugar baby for a rich old lady isn’t cushy! Where are you going to find a job that’s both easy and high-paying?"

"Third Uncle, you’ve always worked in construction. I’ll see if I can get you a job in the mall’s engineering department. As for Ah Liang, I’ll talk to him separately later."

It was obvious Zhao Liang had no ambition. If you’re not willing to work hard, no one can help you.

Even though Zhao Hui was Zhao Xiangjun’s brother, if he hadn’t worked hard or hadn’t been cut out for the job when he was first placed at Yino, he wouldn’t be where he was today.

Others can give you a leg up, but you have to be willing to climb yourself.

Upon hearing this, the third uncle immediately asked, "Ah Hui, what’s the pay like?"

"You’d make at least seven or eight thousand a month, plus you’d get the ’five insurances and one housing fund’ benefits."

Huh? The third uncle couldn’t believe it. That good? Right now, he was following various bosses around, working out in the elements, and only making five or six thousand a month. And it wasn’t even stable; sometimes there was no work at all!

Hearing that the job Zhao Hui could find for him was so good, he was thrilled. He quickly said, "Ah Hui, I’m counting on you for this then! Later, you and I will have a few more drinks!"

The first uncle grew anxious. Arrangements were being made for everyone, but his family hadn’t been mentioned.

Finally, he couldn’t help but ask, "Ah Hui, your first uncle is getting old. Do you see anything I might be suited for?"

Zhao Hui was actually in a bit of a bind. His first uncle was nearly retirement age. After some thought, he figured he could probably only arrange a position for him in the logistics department, doing some support work.

In any case, at least some arrangements had been made for everyone. Further adjustments could be made later depending on the situation.

It was a classic case of a rising tide lifting all boats.

Except everyone had mistaken who was providing the rising tide. They all thought it was Zhao Hui who had suddenly struck it rich.

Naturally, Zhao Hui’s family wasn’t about to go out of their way to explain.

That evening, everyone was in high spirits. Glasses were raised and emptied, toasts were made, and the liquor flowed freely. It was a joyous time!

Zhao Xiangjun told Zhao Hui to drink as much as he wanted. She would drive the van on the way back. It had an intelligent driving system, so she could manage.

The whole family was used to being poor. It was their first time drinking Maotai, and with an unlimited supply no less. They were determined not to go home until they were thoroughly drunk.

During the meal, the third uncle held up his glass and said to Zhao Hui, "Ah Hui, want to go toast President Wang with me?"

He still felt a habitual sense of awe toward President Wang, not realizing that Zhao Hui had long since come to look down on people of President Wang’s level.

The third uncle went to President Wang’s private room by himself.

Wu Fang sat upright, listening to President Wang’s endless stream of flattery. He had to admit, President Wang was truly eloquent; every bit of ass-kissing hit just the right spot.

"Ah, President Wang. About that matter of yours... I’ll find a chance to put in a good word with my superiors tomorrow. I’ve given it some thought, and your proposal does have its merits!"

’Can’t let the man treat me to a free meal and all this flattery for nothing,’ he thought.

Hearing this, President Wang was instantly delighted. "Director, let’s have a toast! I’ve been saving this Xifeng Liquor for a long time. I wouldn’t bring it out for just any guest!"

For a salaried employee like Wu Fang, Xifeng Liquor was more than high-end enough. When he and his colleagues went out, they usually only drank liquor that cost a little over a hundred yuan.

As the two were chatting, Zhao Hui’s third uncle pushed the door open from the outside and announced loudly, "President Wang, I’ve come to offer a toast!"

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