It's the best Duyun Maojian, costing more than 1,000 yuan per catty. He Huaiguang brought it here, otherwise Yan Nian wouldn't have the money to buy such expensive tea.
The fragrance of tea is subtle and pure.
Yan Nian brought a cup of tea and placed it respectfully in front of Jiang Guoteng, "Uncle, please drink tea. Are you okay now?"
"Hahaha, thanks to you, I'm fine now. I've had asthma for many years, but I haven't had an attack in the past few days. Thank you."
"Well, so why are you looking for me for something important?"
"Is such that-"
Jiang Guoteng took a sip of tea, put down the cup, and then began to explain, "I wonder if Miss Yan knows anything about the Jiang Group."
"Of course I know this. Your company is a famous and big company. How many people are trying to get to Jiang's company!"
"Haha, I wonder if Miss Yan is also in the crowd."
"me??"
Yan Nian quickly waved his hand, "I can't do it. I know your company has high requirements for its employees."
For a junior college graduate who has been mixed up in society for a long time, she still has this kind of self-knowledge.
Jiang Guoteng smiled and said, "To be fair, Miss, our Jiang family has all kinds of positions, but we are just short of a florist."
Yan Nian was stunned.
"Uncle, do you want me to...?"
After speaking three points, she pointed at herself, and Jiang Guoteng nodded.
"I heard that Miss Wenyan's major is horticulture, and she has working experience in a flower shop. I think it would be perfect to hire Miss Yan to be our Jiang's florist. Of course -"
There was a pause.
Jiang Guoteng added, "In terms of salary and benefits, Miss Yan can rest assured that you saved my life and I will not treat you badly. On weekdays, Miss Yan only needs to be responsible for the layout of the venue and the decoration of the office. The workload is not heavy. The guaranteed monthly salary is 100,000 yuan, if Miss Yan—"
"Wait a minute!!"
Yan Nian tilted his ears, a little disbelieving.
"You just said, how much is your monthly salary?"
"One hundred thousand yuan, this is the minimum guarantee, no welfare bonus will be given to Miss Yan."
Jiang Guoteng repeated it again, his smile not diminishing, "If Miss Yan is too little, we can still discuss it!"
"I go… "
One hundred thousand yuan, not counting bonuses. If bonuses were added, how much would it cost
Counting her fingers, she found that the net income of her flower shop was only a few hundred thousand a year. Now it was like pie in the sky. Such a good job position suddenly landed on her head, and she was blinded.
"Uncle, why don't you give me some time to think about it?"
"Okay, then it's limited to three days. Miss Yan, do you think it's okay?"
"Ah, it's okay, but uncle, you'd better call me Yan Nian. It feels weird to keep calling me Miss Yan."
Yan Nian scratched his hair in embarrassment, Jiang Guoteng nodded quickly, "Okay, Yan Nian, if you figure it out, just call me. Do you still keep the business card I gave you last time?"
"Keep it, I will reply to you within three days."
Then Jiang Guoteng left.
Yan Nian was lying on the sofa, covering his little heart that was beating wildly. He still hadn't recovered yet.
Close your eyes, and it seems like countless banknotes have wings and are flying around in front of your eyes.
One hundred thousand yuan...
She really went to Jiang's family. When the time comes, it doesn't matter whether Jiang Beiyuan resigns or not, and it doesn't matter whether Ma Xueyan wants money. With her monthly salary of 100,000 yuan, what is she afraid of
He Huaiguang came back after delivering the flowers and saw Yan Nianzheng and Ge You paralyzed on the sofa, as if they had lost their souls.
Naihe asked her, but she said nothing.
This time, she doesn't want to follow the crowd, she wants to make her own careful decision.
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(End of chapter)