Fang Chen smiled, then turned to Wu Maocai and said, "Erfu, I gave the older man 10,000 yuan, and I will give you 3,000 yuan. Do you feel uncomfortable in your heart?"

Wu Maocai's expression changed slightly and he quickly said: "Master Jiu, if you can give me three thousand yuan, you are looking up to me and supporting me because of my grandfather's reputation. How can I dare to complain about you?"

"In the whole of Luozhou, there are only a handful of people who can earn three thousand a month. If I, Erfu, don't know how to appreciate you, I will be worse than shit." Wu Maocai burst into tears.

What he said was all true. He still knew how much he weighed. Not to mention three thousand yuan a month, no one asked him to do jobs that paid him one hundred yuan a month.

He felt uncomfortable in his heart because he felt that Master Jiu was too kind to Li Qiming and Ma Yun and gave them too much money.

If Li Qiming was like him, he would be willing to pay even if it was reduced to one thousand yuan, and Ma Yun and his wife could give them four to five hundred yuan.

Of course, he would be happier if his salary was slightly higher than that of Li Qiming and others. This is also his biggest wish.

"Don't worry, you should think so. You and the big guy do exactly the same job. Why can you get 3,000 while the big guy can get 10,000? This is not fair." Fang Chen said with a smile.

"Master Jiu!" Wu Maocai shouted, and tears couldn't help but flow down from his eyes.

To be honest, he has always felt inferior in front of Li Qiming and the others. He is from the city, and he is also Jiu Ye's classmate. He has been playing with Jiu Ye since childhood.

He is just an idle bastard who spends his days sneaking around and saying nasty things. Even the dogs in the city despise him.

That is why Fang Chen is willing to treat him as a human being, does not dislike him, and gives him a high salary.

So he never dared to argue, even though he knew that Li Qiming and he did the same job but got different money, and even though he wanted to learn to drive, he didn't dare to mention it.

"As long as you do the same job as the big guy, you should get the same money as the big guy." Fang Chen said categorically.

How to divide money is a very important thing. Once it is not divided well, it will be chaos.

As the saying goes, don't worry about the few and the uneven, no matter how others divide it.

Here, you get paid according to the amount of work you do, and that's how much you say.

Previously, Li Qiming and Liu Xiangyang were promised to give them a share, so they had much more money than Wu Maocai.

But this time, to put it bluntly, if they lost everything, Fang Chen would still give them the money.

After all, they should be paid for their work, and the brothers should settle the accounts.

As for Fang Chen, the ideas are his, the decisions are his, the funds are his, and the risks are his.

According to the RCL income order, risk is greater than capital than labor. He paid risk, capital, and labor, while others only paid labor, so he should get the big share.

"Why did I only give you three thousand before? I was just afraid that you would spend it randomly. You are so old that you have to consider starting a family, so I gave these seven thousand to your grandpa and asked him to save them for you. Do you have any opinions?

No?" Fang Chen sat with a golden sword and his tone was sharp.

Originally, a fourteen-year-old boy was talking to a twenty-five or six-year-old boy about starting a family and starting a business. This scene seemed a bit funny.

However, considering that Fang Chen's body is actually a soul in his forties, and that he is Wu Maocai's uncle, what Fang Chen said is reasonable and justified.

"No opinion, no opinion, it all depends on Master Jiu." Wu Maocai was already sobbing.

He never thought that Fang Chen would consider him so much.

"Erfu, kneel down for you Jiuye." Brother Laifu suddenly pulled Wu Maocai.

Hearing this, Wu Maocai was stunned for a moment and was about to kneel down.

"No way!" Fang Chen quickly stopped Wu Maocai.

Although their relationship has not been out for five years, he really can't bear it for a young man in his twenties to kneel down to him.

"What can't be done? You are his ninth master, so he should kneel to you..." Brother Laifu grabbed Fang Chen.

Speaking of this, Brother Laifu's voice was also choked with sobs, "My happiness is almost over in this life, but Erfu is still young. I'm afraid that after I leave, no one will care about him, and if he doesn't take the right path, Erfu will

My child, I will entrust you with my entrustment from now on. If he doesn’t follow the right path, you can beat him, hard or even to death!"

Brother Laifu wiped away his tears and said to Wu Maocai: "From now on, your life will belong to your Master Jiu. Whatever your Master Jiu tells you to do, you will do it. You will go up the mountain of knives or into the sea of ​​fire. You will not do it."

Quanxian, if you are unfaithful and unjust to your ninth master, I will not be able to spare you even if I die, and you should never come to my grave to see me in the future, I...I don’t want to see you!"

"Kowtow to you, Master Jiu." Brother Laifu shouted sharply, his voice hoarse, like a cuckoo crying for blood or an ape wailing, making people burst into tears.

Hearing this, Wu Maocai suddenly knelt down towards Fang Chen with an aura of no hesitation, as if he were pushing up a mountain of gold and knocking over a jade pillar.

Fang Chen wanted to stop him, but the blind man's hands locked him tightly like iron pliers, making him unable to move.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Wu Maocai banged his head on the ground and kowtowed three times to Fang Chen. Then he knelt down and couldn't get up. Tears were streaming down his face.

It would be unfilial for my grandpa to think about him even now.

Fang Chen was confused. He didn't know how he came out of Brother Laifu's house. His memory still lingered on when he helped Wu Maocai up at the end and saw Wu Maocai's face with tears and snot mixed together.

After returning home, Fang Yongnian fell silent when he heard what Fang Chen said.

After a long time, he said quietly: "Laifu is asking for help."

"In terms of seniority, Laifu is said to be my grandson, but in fact he is a few years older than me. When I was a child, I often played behind him. Laifu is also very handy and can make various toys, including kites, ponies, and pistols.

Ah, the erhu is also nice to play."

"It's just bad luck. I got sick when I was young and became blind. When I was middle-aged, I finally lived a comfortable life for a few days. My daughter and son-in-law were gone all of a sudden. Only Erfu, a little Miaomiao, was left. He was the only one in his life.

All hopes are pinned on Erfu, Erfu is his life."

"But this time, Laifu's intentions are a bit evil. This is just like relying on you, forcing you to take charge of Erfu out of love. This is not just a matter of words. Such a simple thing, Erfu will be affected in the future.

Whatever happened, no food to eat, no clothes to wear, no money to spend, you have to take care of him, or else you will just think that these three things are in vain."

"If you are unwilling, I will tell him that you are still young and cannot bear such a big responsibility." Fang Yongnian said.

Fang Chen was silent. His mind was a little confused and he didn't know what to do.

"However, I do hope you will agree. Firstly, Laifu's life is really not easy. The only thing he is worried about now is Erfu. Furthermore, Erfu is actually an obedient child, but he is just too clever to put it to good use.

go."

"Second, for your consideration, a fence has three stakes, and a hero has three gangs. If you want to go out and travel in the world in the future, you must have someone who will follow you wholeheartedly. If there is anything that is difficult to do, you can let Erfu do it.

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Hearing this, Fang Chen raised his head and said, "You've been taking care of Brother Laifu for half your life, haven't you?"

Fang Yongnian smiled and said, "I'm different from you. I've known Laifu for more than sixty years, and I can't bear to ignore him."

"Is it just a mouthful of rice? I can afford it." Fang Chen said slowly.
Chapter completed!