What Liang Shuang said was a joke. She was completely relaxing after a stressful job, showing the invisible tacit understanding and closeness between her and Tang Lin. But in fact, Tang Lin has been thinking about this issue recently. The only salary Liang Shuang receives now
It is true that Tang Lin does not get a penny in salary in Zhongqiang Village. However, Liang Shuang has more part-time jobs in Tang Lin's business system than anyone around Tang Lin. It is unreasonable that such a model worker does not get much salary.
But how should her position be defined and how should she be paid? This is not a simple question, so in the end, after comprehensive consideration, Tang Lin decided to deal with her without paying her salary, and he had already been direct with Liang Shuang about this matter.
Pleasant and friendly face-to-face communication.
"It's not easy to pay you a salary, so I decided not to pay you a salary. Do you have any objections?" Tang Lin asked seriously while smoking.
"Oh? It's okay. I didn't do anything originally. Besides, my salary and bonus in the village are quite a lot. I don't have any objection." Liang Shuang was stunned for a moment but then returned to normal. His face was as calm as an ancient well.
He couldn't see any intention of trying hard. Tang Lin raised his hand and touched his nose, "You're not like that, are you? Are you so easy to bully? Just work for no money?" It was obvious that he was deliberately making things difficult for others, but he didn't expect that he would encounter them.
This is a soft persimmon. Liang Shuang is more formal, "I will follow you to see the world and learn things. My dad also told me that I am now a boarding apprentice, so it is normal for me not to be paid." Tang Lin nodded seriously after hearing this, "
Well, Mayor Liang is quite discerning, and what he says is fair. So I won’t give you a salary, because your specific position cannot be defined yet, and I will give you a formal commercial position now. For the people in your village,
Position is also a disguised disadvantage. So if you do it first, I will send you red envelopes four times a year, once a quarter, that’s it!”
Liang Shuang was stunned again and then quickly refused, "Director, I really don't want it, so you're welcome. You are still in the entrepreneurial stage and are full of arrears and loans. You yourself are still living on the salary in the village. My business will be done in the future.
Let's talk about it." Tang Lin's attitude was of course very firm, "I said it's a deal, it's a deal!"
The result was decided. Liang Shuang was just curious about how many red envelopes Tang Lin would give her. If she had too much money, she would feel pressured. If she had less money, would she be disappointed? Anyway, she still has no idea about this matter.
The car was driving slowly on Jiefang Street in the rain, still in a three-car formation, and everything was the same as before. It was just that Tang Lin was a little tired at the moment, and there was still a little bit of art in the tiredness.
"The light rain on the street is as moist as butter, and the color of grass looks far away but there is nothing up close... Rain is also good, right Liang Shuang?"
Liang Shuang was shocked. She didn't know why Tang Lin was memorizing Tang poems that even primary school students had learned, so she just subconsciously said yes and continued driving. But Yang Qin, who was sitting in the passenger seat and was silent,
Suddenly he turned around and asked seriously, "Mr. Tang, are you feeling uncomfortable? If you feel uncomfortable, you must stop and rest immediately for a basic checkup. If you are still feeling uncomfortable, you must go to the hospital immediately!" Tang Lin was stunned, then raised his hand and patted him.
A chestnut!
"Can't you have some normal thinking in your stupid head? Send me to the hospital? You don't want to send me, but I want to send you to the hospital to have your head cut open and then reshaped. You really don't even know what romance is when you are still alive.
Don’t you know what literature and art is?”
Yang Qin wasn't hit by Tang Lin on purpose. He didn't dodge because Tang Lin's arms were long enough that he couldn't completely dodge from his position as the co-pilot, so he simply took the hit. Tang Lin
Of course, you won't be merciful when you hit him, so his head is still buzzing, but he immediately answered Tang Lin's question, "I know, romance means finding things to do and feeling good about yourself, and literature and art means moaning and groaning without any illness!"
After hearing this answer, Tang Lin didn't say anything more, but quickly returned to his original posture, leaning on the seat. It wasn't that he was too big, but that he was completely disappointed with this cold-blooded guy. Want to change him? Want to change him?
Did he become a normal person? Forget it, he might as well spend that time on others, such as Liang Shuang. Tang Lin can guarantee that if he puts in the same amount of energy, Liang Shuang can at least give him double the surprise, while Yang Qin will only
It disappointed him ten times. So he became silent all of a sudden, and the expression on his face looked very funny. Anyway, it seemed to Liang Shuang that it was a bit like constipation. He couldn't get it out no matter what, and he was suffocating and uncomfortable to death.
"Director, don't talk about romance and literature with Yang Qin. In fact, don't talk about him. Even if you talk to me, I still don't understand. I don't have that thread in my mind. But the problem is to recite two Tang poems and Song lyrics that are known to women and children.
Does it really count as romance and literature?”
Tang Lin still leaned on the seat and responded calmly, "It depends on the right time, place and people. Most people will definitely worry about this kind of weather. When will this damn weather end? But look at me sitting in the car leisurely and enjoying the wind.
Qingyun calmly regarded the damn rain as a scenery, and then the scenery came from her heart, and she casually recited an ancient poem that was quite in line with the artistic conception. This is the so-called romance and literature. But maybe you are still too young.
I understand. Anyway, you will have many opportunities to learn in the future. I am optimistic about you!"
Liang Shuang was instantly intoxicated after hearing this. She knew that Tang Lin was sometimes shameless and thick-skinned, but this was the first time she had seen such a level of brain-deadness like today, so she shut up immediately. But Yang Qin, the co-pilot, was really
I couldn't stand it anymore, "Mr. Tang, you are so excited because you saw all the oil bottles in front of you were gone! Although I am your subordinate, you should not be so shameless, okay? You clearly watched the oil bottles fall outside.
It’s been ten minutes since my waist!”
Liang Shuang was startled when she heard this, and her face turned red instantly. She had felt something was wrong just now, but she didn't know it was wrong. Yang Qin's crow mouth reminded her that something was wrong. She was wearing a white dress.
She was wearing a silk OL shirt, but the hem was relatively short. She wore nothing but underwear underneath. When she got in the car, she accidentally put the hem of her shirt up, and from Tang Lin's angle, she could just see her twisting back and forth with the steering wheel.
A waist as slender as a willow branch and a white body...
She quickly raised her hand to pull it down. At the same time, she couldn't help but look at the expression on Tang Lin's face through the rearview mirror. She repeatedly hinted to herself that no, no, Tang Lin would never do such a thing.
, not to mention... Tang Lin has seen too many beauties, and even if he is occasionally not serious, he is definitely not this kind of person. Moreover, he recited the two lines of "The light rain on the sky street is as moist as crisp, the color of the grass is far away, but there is nothing like her"
What does the waist have to do with it? It doesn’t matter, it doesn’t matter!
Tang Lin's expression was normal, nothing abnormal, but she soon discovered that his left hand was on the line of his trousers, stroking it gently.
And this action proves that what Yang Qin said just now is true!