Zhao Ze really didn't want to get involved in these housework of Na Ronghai and Na Siwei, so he finally found an excuse and said goodbye to Guo Songlin, and then Fu Chunxue drove out of the manor.

"Mr. Zhao, where am I sending you?" Fu Chunxue drove the car and asked Zhao Ze.

Now Zhao Ze is fine, he knows that Molly is in the hotel where Wen Jing lives, and he is a big man, so it is not suitable to go to his daughter-in-law at this time.

So I thought about going home? It's better to find someone to save up a game to drink or something.

Just as he was about to answer Fu Chunxue, the phone suddenly rang.

Take out the phone and take a look, it's a coincidence! If you really want to call whoever you want!

It was Ji Jiabin who called, and it was the person Zhao Ze was looking for.

Ji Jiabin: Hey? Have you not come back from a business trip yet?

Zhao Ze: I came back yesterday!

Ji Jiabin: Damn! So why don't you call me? I thought you weren't back yet!

Zhao Ze: What? Miss me! Ha ha......

Ji Jiabin: Don't stink and be beautiful, you rough man, I have nothing to do with you! What are you doing now?

Zhao Ze: It's okay, I don't want to play with you, you'll call when you're done, isn't this a heart-to-heart sympathy? Yes? Hey~~~

Ji Jiabin: What's wrong with you? How strange is it to talk! I'm getting goosebumps all over the place! Then if you're okay, come to my unit, I'll be on duty alone in the afternoon, can you come and chat with me?

Zhao Ze: Okay! For your sake, I will reluctantly look at you.

Ji Jiabin: Get out of the way! It's still difficult, and I don't like to pull it down! Who is begging you to come! Don't ink, hurry up and come over quickly.

Zhao Ze: Okay! It was so happily decided, you wait for me in the unit, and I will be there in a moment.

Ji Jiabin: Okay! Then I'll hang up first and wait for you to come, bye~~

Zhao Ze: I'll see you later.

Zhao Ze hung up the phone, turned his head and said to Fu Chunxue, who was driving: "Xiaofu, please pull me to the Shengjing Hotel, it's not too far from us, it's not too far from us, and it's just a turn to the east on the second bad." ”

Fu Chunxue nodded at Zhao Ze and said, "Okay, Mr. Zhao, it's not far away, you sit tight." "Foot on the accelerator and the car starts to accelerate.

As Zhao Ze said, it took less than 15 minutes for Fu Chunxue to drive to the gate of Shengjing Hotel.

Zhao Ze thanked Fu Chunxue, got out of the car, and then walked in the direction of the hotel canteen.

Zhao Ze was already familiar with the road here, and walked along the east courtyard wall of the Shengjing Hotel, and arrived at the building of the canteen.

Walk up a narrow staircase to the second floor, open the door, and you'll be in the hotel cafeteria.

As soon as he came in, Zhao Ze found that the cafeteria was empty, there was no one, and he wandered around the cafeteria for a long time, and he didn't see Ji Jiabin's figure.

"Ji Jiabin! Ji Jiabin! Where did this man go? Zhao Ze shouted in the cafeteria.

At this time, from another door, a man holding a large bamboo basket walked in, it was Ji Jiabin.

"Yo! You're so fast! I'll have to wait a while for you to come! Ji Jiabin came in and put down the big basket he was holding.

Zhao Ze saw that inside the big basket, there were plastic bags one by one, which were filled with steamed buns, flower rolls, sugar triangles and other pasta.

"What are you doing with all this stuff?" Zhao Ze didn't understand a little, and asked Chaoji Jiabin.

Ji Jiabin took off the chef's hat from his head, and then fanned the wind with his hat and said: "I'm going out to buy steamed buns on the street in the afternoon, isn't this a unit restructuring!"

Now my unit is no longer under the management of the reception office of the municipal government, we have turned into an enterprise, and now it is under the management of the municipal tourism bureau, and there is no big pot of rice to eat!

No, the canteen is not a money-making department, and the leaders asked us to open up income-generating channels, and now we have to go out to set up a stall to sell steamed buns every afternoon.

If you hadn't come today, my steamed bun stall would not have been able to close until half past four in the afternoon. Ay! It's not the same as it used to be, it's really hard to mix. ”

Zhao Ze looked at the steamed buns and flower rolls in the big basket and said, "Then how much did you earn this afternoon?" I see you have a lot of that here, besides, how much money can you make by buying this thing? ”

Ji Jiabin threw the chef's hat on the table, took out a cigarette from his pocket, gave one to Zhao Ze, and said after lighting the cigarette.

"Whatever! Anyway, it can be sold for one or two hundred yuan a day, even if it is for everyone's bonus to make some functional contributions. It's not bad today, dozens of bags are sold.

There are 10 steamed buns in this bag, and they sell for 5 yuan, so if you count it, it's almost 300! Ji Jiabin pointed to the big basket and said.

Zhao Ze didn't expect that just such a steamed bun seller would make a lot of money a day!

"That's more than you can make in a day at work! It's better for you to sell steamed buns in the whole steamed bun shop! ”

Ji Jiabin glanced at Zhao Ze and said, "I want to, but I've been working hard here for more than 20 years, and I'm not going to do it anymore, so you will give me labor insurance in the future?"

I have to insist on it again, my labor insurance will not be 25 years until next year, so I can't break it at this time, or I can't get this labor insurance, and when I get old, I will drink the northwest wind in the future! ”

As soon as Zhao Ze heard about labor insurance (that is, labor insurance), his head hurt.

In the past, Zhao Ze was in a public institution and had paid insurance for two or three years. But since he resigned, Zhao Ze's labor insurance has not been paid.

According to Ji Jiabin's statement, when Zhao Ze reaches the age of retirement, he is really going to drink the northwest wind.

Molly had urged him several times to make up for the pension insurance money, but Zhao Ze kept dragging it out.

Once Molly personally took him to the Municipal Labor Bureau to check the amount of labor insurance that Zhao Ze wanted to pay back, but it didn't matter if he checked it.

It was found that Zhao Ze had never had a labor relationship with the Labor Bureau at all, so he could not find his information, so he could only go to the Provincial Labor Department to check his previous insurance records (because Zhao Ze's previous labor relationship was a provincial-level institution).

It took a lot of effort to find out his labor relationship from the Provincial Labor Department, but Zhao Ze's labor relationship at that time had been collectively moved away more than ten years ago.

There was no way, so I had to take the certification materials issued by the Provincial Labor Department and return to the Municipal Labor Bureau, and finally found the labor relations file belonging to Zhao Ze in the backlog of case files.

However, due to the long period of time, I can't make up for the labor insurance.

There was no way, Molly had to give Zhao Ze medical insurance first, and as for the pension insurance, she would wait to go to the local community and pay the minimum pension insurance according to the unemployed.

For this matter, Zhao Ze didn't know how many times he had been beaten by Molly.

Zhao Ze was smoking a cigarette, and when he heard the word labor insurance, he was upset, and hurriedly diverted the conversation, saying, "What's the matter?" Do you want to call that deflated calf tonight? ”