When wage earners open the plug-in

Chapter 201

An hour later, Lin Yuan drove the car back to the 4S store and paid the full amount at the counter.

Let the 4S shop be responsible for the license plate, buy insurance, and agree to pick up the car the next afternoon.

Then I went back to Yuanhui Paint Supermarket.

When I went up to the second floor, I saw Lin Qilin reading and writing with another little boy in the accounting room next door.

"Qiqi, have you looked for your mother yet?" Wu Yina probed in and asked.

Financial secretary Xie Rongyi saw Lin Yuan came back, and said to him: "Mr. Lin, the glass craft shop's financial statement for last month has been prepared and sent to your mailbox. You can take a look."

She said to Wu Yina again: "Your Qiqi is very obedient and sensible, and he is not troublesome at all. My Wei Xiaobing has played foolishly a few times."

Wei Xiaobing raised his face and said, "I didn't play tricks, my mother said nonsense."

Lin Qilin said: "Mom, Bingbing and I are good friends, and I even drew a picture for him."

A piece of paper shows a little boy going to school with a schoolbag on his back.

A house painted in colorful colors.

There is also a round of sun and a few white clouds painted on it.

There are many children playing and having fun in the square.

"Qiqi is awesome! My Qiqi is going to be a painter when he grows up." Wu Yina kissed him happily.

"Mom, is being a painter very profitable?" Lin Qilin asked.

"Of course it makes money. A painting by a great artist can be worth hundreds of thousands or millions."

Wu Yina felt that her father should be able to answer her son's question more fully.

She carried her son back to the president's office.

I saw Lin Yuan looking at the financial statement of the glass craft shop last month in front of the computer.

"You transfer 6000 yuan to Shupeng's account. This is his profit share last month. He deserves it."

Lin Yuan gave him [-]% of the profit.

Wu Yina transferred the money in time.

Lin Qilin saw that his father clicked on the news on the computer, and knew that he had nothing urgent to do now, so he climbed on top of him and sat on his lap.

"Father, mother and cousin went out to buy mobile phones, why did you come back with them?"

"Mom, you said to help Dad buy a mobile phone, did you buy it?"

Lin Yuan showed him the newly bought mobile phone: "Qiqi, can you take a look at this mobile phone?"

Lin Qilin played with the mobile phone and exclaimed: "Wow, this mobile phone is so high-end. Can you play it for me?"

"What do you want to play?" Lin Yuan asked.

At home, he strictly forbids children to play with mobile phones, especially games.

Put the mobile phone in the hands of a child, without adult teaching, he will know how to play small games on the mobile phone after a few random clicks.

Papa papa, play more slippery than adults.

Can't even play on the computer.

"Today when Wei Xiaobing was rambunctious, his mother clicked on the small games on his mobile phone to play for him, and then he was not rambunctious. I want to see if you also have these fun games on your mobile phone?" Lin Qilin said honestly.

Sometimes a bad example can lead to bad behavior for other well-behaved children.

Lin Yuan put away his cell phone, and asked his son seriously: "Qiqi, let me ask you, is Qiqi good, or Wei Xiaobing good?"

"Of course I'm good. I don't cry when my parents are away. That Wei Xiaobing, his mother is here, and he made a fuss a few times." Lin Qilin blinked, not understanding why his father asked such a question.

"So, Qiqi is better-behaved than Wei Xiaobing, and more sensible than him, so you shouldn't imitate him, but he should imitate Qiqi, right?"

Lin Yuan grasped what he was proud of and began to persuade.

Lin Qilin nodded emphatically, thinking that what his father said made sense.

"Why is Wei Xiaobing always playing around, because he is addicted to playing games, and he feels uncomfortable if he doesn't play, right?"

"But Dad, what's wrong with him being addicted?" Lin Qilin also began to think about this question.

Lin Yuan felt that there should be a specific example at this time, so that his little head could understand this truth.

"What's Qiqi's favorite food during the day?"

"I used to like to eat the glutinous rice cooked by my grandmother at my uncle's house, but after eating a small bowl, my stomach felt uncomfortable. Later, I went to the hospital for an injection, and it didn't recover until the next day. Later I I don’t eat glutinous rice anymore. Now, I think the fishballs and meatballs made by my grandfather, and the soup they cook are delicious. But I don’t dare to drink too much soup.”

Lin Qilin said hesitantly.

"Why?" Lin Yuan asked curiously.

"I'm afraid of wetting the bed at night."

Wu Yina couldn't help interjecting, "Qiqi has a really good memory, I still remember everything from last year."

It is really rare for a child over three years old to have such a good memory.

"Addiction is like eating glutinous rice. When you eat it, you feel delicious, and you can't help but want to eat it all the time. Who knows that after eating it, your stomach can't stand it and you will get sick."

Lin Yuan didn't know whether saying this could make him understand this truth.

Lin Qilin thought for a while, then tilted his head and said, "Dad, I understand that playing with mobile phones is not a good thing, especially playing games. Once you become addicted, you can't control yourself, and then bad things will happen. .”

"Correct."

Lin Yuan touched his little head and praised him for being so smart.

"We called our cousin over, told him something, and then went home."

Lin Qilin: "Father, which cousin are you talking about? Is it the cousin who has a cousin, or the other one?"

Lin Yuan was amused.

It is true that both are called cousins, and it is really difficult to distinguish them for a while.

"It's the cousin who has a cousin."

Lin Yuan called Yang Shupeng: "Come to my office."

After Zhang Feng went back, he told him about his uncle helping him buy the mobile phone.

Soon, I received another 6000 yuan from my aunt.

"Why did my aunt transfer so much money to me?" He asked Zhang Feng just as he was pleasantly surprised.

"Uncle said that he will give you half of the profits of the glass craft shop."

"That's what he said at the beginning, but here, we don't understand anything, so how can we talk about profit sharing. Even if we get paid, he won't treat us badly."

At this moment, Lin Yuan received a call.

A few minutes later, he came to the office.

"Shupeng, come on, take this mobile phone as a reward from your uncle. You have been here for a month, and you have done a good job. And last month's profit, your aunt gave it to you. Go and sign on the payroll. "

Lin Yuan signaled Wu Yina to take the form and sign it for Shupeng.

"Uncle, I..." Yang Shupeng hesitated and stopped talking.

"Just say what you want to say, don't learn to hesitate and look unhappy." Lin Yuan glared at him and said.

"Uncle, I told Zhang Feng just now that the two of us don't understand anything when we come here, and you taught us. How can we share the profits equally with you? You can just treat us as part-time workers with you. And the cost and investment are very high." It’s yours, just give me a share of the manager’s or foreman’s money.”

A well-deserved look.

Lin Yuan secretly praised in his heart: Knowing how to be grateful, children can be taught.

How others treat you is other people's business. You can not be greedy, hold a grateful heart, and maintain a certain tolerance.

Only in the future can it be made bigger and accommodate people.

(End of this chapter)