"That, Mr. Fan—" Master Feng stopped Fan Wuxi, who was about to go out.

Fan Wuxian immediately stopped when he heard this, looked back at Master Feng who was following him, and asked a little strangely, "Is there something wrong, Master Feng?" ”

Master Feng walked over, scratched his hair, and asked a little embarrassedly, "Mr. Fan, this month's salary should be paid the day after tomorrow, but the accountant said that the money has not yet arrived, I just want to ask, there will be no problems with the funds, right?" ”

Haven't received your salary yet? Fan Wuxian was stunned when he heard this, he really didn't know much about this matter.

Since it has not yet been operating normally, the wages of the garment factory have been handled by the three Wang brothers on behalf of them in the past few months, and they generally make a regular payment to the account of the garment factory every month.

But why hasn't it arrived yet? According to the usual rules, the funds are received a week in advance, and then the accountant makes a table according to the salary standard, and the two masters approve it and stamp the financial seal and private seal of Versace Clothing Co., Ltd., and finally Fan Wuzhi signs it to the hands of the workers.

"Haven't received it today? Well, I know about that, I'll go back and ask. Fan Wuxian nodded at Master Feng, signaling that he knew about it, and seeing that Master Feng seemed to be a little distracted, he smiled and comforted, "It's not a big deal, it is estimated that I forgot to make the payment, you don't have to worry." At present, our company is in the rising period of its career, and the funds are quite sufficient, and there will be no arrears of workers' wages at all. ”

"Well, that's good, that's good!" Master Feng asked about the salary, and he was a little embarrassed.

Fan Wuxian thought about it for a while, and instructed Master Feng, "That's it, no matter what's going on over there, I will definitely explain to the past, and let the errand definitely call the salary in the afternoon, and you can also explain it to the accountant and the workers when you go back, how about it?" ”

"That's the best!" Master Feng nodded again and again, "It's not that I want to do it, it's just that the workers don't know how to hear about it, so they can't hold their breath." Mr. Fan, you also know that this person has food in his hands, so he is not panicked, I heard that there may be a problem with the salary, and there are really not many people who can calm down and work hard! So I'm thinking about it, and I might as well tell you about it first. ”

Fan Wuxian listened to Master Feng's words and nodded incessantly, "Master Feng, you are doing the right thing, this is the attitude of being responsible to the boss and the workers." I'll really have to go over and ask about this. Okay, then I'll go first, and I'll be sure to pay my salary in the afternoon anyway! ”

"Okay, okay—" Master Feng smiled and waved goodbye to Fan Wuxian repeatedly.

Leaving the garment factory, Fan Wuxian was suspicious in his heart, the pig farm business of the three brothers has been very good, it can be said that Fan Wuxi's cash cow, why did he forget to pay the garment factory?

Thinking about it, Fan Wuxian went home, just in time for lunch, Zhang Mei thought he had run somewhere, so she deliberately left his share of food in the pot to heat it, and when she saw that he finally ran back, she brought it out.

"Sweet and sour pork ribs! I like it! As soon as he smelled the fragrance in the pot, Fan Wuxi suddenly perked up, his eyes lit up green, and he ran to his mother Zhang Mei in three or two clicks and took over his rice bowl.

Now Fan Wuxian is five years old, although his body is not too low, but after all, his age is here, and his consumption is not much, even if it is because of his practice, he eats more than his peers, and it is not half of that of an adult.

"Eat slowly, looking at you like that, it's really a bit of a Sven feeling sweeping the floor-" Fan Heng was eating slowly, and when he saw Fan Wuxian's vicious appearance of being reincarnated as a starving ghost, he couldn't help frowning and lightly accused.

Fan Ting and Fan Kang immediately laughed when they heard this, but then they also started an arduous struggle with sweet and sour pork ribs, and it seemed that they would never stop until they were eliminated.

Fan Wuxian stuffed a rib into his mouth, only to see his cheeks grunt a few times, and a smooth bone spit out, without even a trace of oil, it was really clean.

Zhang Mei was in a particularly comfortable mood when she saw the children eating energetically, "Eat more, there are still in the pot!" When you are growing your body, you have to keep up with nutrition! If I knew you liked it so much, I would have made two more meals a week! ”

Fan Wuxian had already killed three pieces of pork ribs between speaking, and was taking a bite of rice to fill it, and after hearing his mother's words, he immediately swallowed the rice, and then announced loudly, "I raise my hands and feet in favor and strongly support my mother's wise decision!" ”

"If you do two more meals a week, isn't that three meals?" Fan Kang was nibbling on pork ribs, and whispered to his sister Fan Ting, "Three meals of pork ribs a week, will our family be poor?" ”

"I don't know, I guess not-" Sister Fan Ting can't say for sure, but it is expected that her parents are relatively high cadres, and if they still have to worry about three meals of ribs a week, it is really a very worrying thing.

Fan Heng heard the children's conversation and couldn't help laughing, "It's not enough to be poor." In the past, the main reason for eating less meat was the low supply of meat, but in the recent stage, the state has encouraged the development of aquaculture, and this situation has improved a lot. He saw that Fan Wuxian was suffering hard, and his heart was touched, and he continued, "But the situation in our Panshi City is obviously better than elsewhere, and today we can eat pork ribs happily, and there is a credit to your little brother Fan Wuxi!" ”

"What's the matter with me? Aren't they all my mom's pork ribs? Fan Wuxian wiped his grease mouth and asked with some curiosity.

Zhang Mei smiled, "Of course it's your business, the ribs we eat now are not from your Chunguang Splendid Pig Farm." ”

Well, it turned out to be home-grown pork! Fan Wuxian forgot this, and he couldn't help but scratch his head a little embarrassed.

Since the pig farm made a profit, he took some money from the monthly profit and handed it over to his parents, so the economic conditions of the Fan family were quite good, and the food naturally went up several steps, that is, in terms of dressing, and also had his own garment factory, which was regarded as eliminating the need to go to the street to find a tailor to do, and it could be regarded as worry-free.

However, he ignored one point, sometimes if you have money in your hand, you may not be able to buy what you want, for example, this pork produced by Chunguang is quite in demand.

Thinking of this, he immediately waved a bone and announced, "In the future, I will have all the pork that our family will eat!" ”;