She's been resentful, she's angry, she's crazy. All was at peace, and she had to go back.

"I'm sorry, Sister Xing. I have to go back, I can't, I don't want this month's salary. ”

Gritting his teeth, Qin continued to back down.

Although she knows very well that without this month's salary, she can't even support the cost of hospital one.

Yan Wei opened the resignation letter, and after reading it, handed it to Mengwan.

Mengwan's hand hung down on the resignation letter. She looked at Qin seriously, "I want you to go back and think about it for a while, it's not appropriate for you to make a decision now." ”

Qin took the letter of resignation that had been returned and left temporarily.

Mengwan turned around and asked Yan Wei, "You are in Xinggang, have something important to look for me?" What is it? ”

Yan Wei opened a document and handed it to Mengwan: "Sister Wanwan, I think we need to improve the group's internal welfare system again. ”

This is a crazy move, something that has never had a precedent in the entire history of the interstellar world.

They want to create a system of benefits for ordinary jobs. This system will include education, medical care, housing, holidays and other contents.

This kind of large-scale welfare system generally only exists on the private planet of the upper class, and only covers a small part of the able.

Everyman?

They are just the remnants of interstellar development, lowly beings like dust.

"The idea is good, do we have enough money?"

After getting this proposal, Mengwan felt like she was back in college, like the development experience of a hot pot...

Yan Wei shook her head, "I don't know about this, the funds have always been strictly controlled." ”

"Yan Wei, come to the personnel department."

……

Yan Wei soon appeared at the door of the office of the Personnel Department, "Madam, do you have anything to do with me?" ”

"How much liquidity do we have?"

"We still have more than six million star coins in liquidity."

Mengwan threw the plan book Yan Wei gave her into Yan Wei's arms, "Tell me, is six million enough to complete it?" ”

Yan Wei shook his head after reading the plan, "Not enough, madam." This requires a very large amount of financial support. ”

Meng Wan nodded and continued to ask, "What about five hundred million?" ”

Yan Wei and Yan Wei's eyes widened, and Yan Wei eagerly said: "Sister, that's your private property!" ”

"The entire Great Wuxing is my private property."

Meng Wan is always a businessman.

Businessmen are profit-oriented, and they are all businessmen and traitors.

It seems that everything a businessman does should be in order to earn more wealth.

"The entire Great Wu Star, including the Meng Clan, is my private property."

Meng Wan once again emphasized to the Yan family sisters and brothers.

In her last life, Mengwan became one of the top 100 food bloggers, which was an opportunity.

The times are developing, and more and more novel and special foods are entering the night leftovers

ravioli, noodles, gruel, barbecue...... These can no longer meet people's increasingly inflated needs, and Mengwan's night food stalls are crowded with more and more Internet celebrity delicacies, and there is nowhere to stay.

Others advised her to close the stall early. Her skills are so good, she can go to any restaurant to become a chef, why do she have to stay up in such a night market?

Mengwan didn't say anything, just looked at herself in the night food stall. In the innermost part of the night food stall, there is always a person who will only wash the dishes with his head down.

"Fool."

The people of the night market call him that, as if that's his name.

But Mengwan knew that his name was Chen Ping'an. It means that you will be safe and secure for the rest of your life.

Chen Ping'an is the son picked up by her master, and before the master died, Chen Ping'an was entrusted to her.

"Mengwan, Master can't do it. Master can give you all of this shop without a penny. As long as you take care of Master's peace. ”

Meng Wan took over the shop from the master, and also took over Ping'an.

At that time, Mengwan was twenty-three years old.

Ping An has autism, very severe autism. Missing the peace of the best intervention period, always immersed in his own world.

Fortunately, Ping An likes to wash things, and he can wash things all the time.

She can go to the restaurant, but she can't, no restaurant is willing to accept peace.

From the media, making videos, Mengwan heard these things from the mouths of people who ate supper.

She is not a person who likes to socialize, but in order to survive, an eighteen-hand SLR has become the golden key for Mengwan to open the door of food bloggers.

With good craftsmanship, Mengwan slowly gained fans.

However, fate always likes to play jokes with poor people.

One morning, when Mengwan was cutting the film, Ping An slipped out of the house.

When the police called, Mengwan, who was immersed in the clipping, found that the peace was gone.

Peaceful...... He's dead......

He still carried a bag of hemp balls in his arms, but the hemp balls were still warm, and the oil flowers stained his arms.

Blood smeared on the oil spots, like a contorted face, mocking Mengwan's incompetence.

The driver did not speed, did not drive drunk, was safe and crossed the road.

Mengwan didn't blame the driver, and she didn't ask for compensation from the driver.

Ping'an's ashes, together with Master, were buried in the Orchid Garden by Mengwan.

Every year, she pays to the cemetery maintenance office.

However, she herself, until she was forced to cross, she never went to the cemetery again.

Mengwan closed the supper shop and frantically buried herself in Zheng, the career of a food blogger

She receives promotions, live broadcasts for a long time, and each pair is more.

The circle jokingly called her, desperate Sanniang.

Incomplete statistics, just a year before she crossed over, Mengwan had already earned one million a month just by playing a share.

But by the time she died, her savings were only two million.

……

"Marshal, this is the plan given to me by Madame."

In the dark night, Yan Wei handed over Bai's plan to Lillard's hand Zheng

Reald knew about this plan, and looked through it pretendedly, "Don't touch your husband's private property, and pay the account from me." ”

Yan Wei didn't move, he kept the posture just now.

Reald looked up, "What?" Anything else? ”

Yan Wei asked suspiciously: "Marshal, this is a loss-making deal." They are just ordinary people, and they are not worth such a high-cost investment. ”

"How many ordinary people are there on our entire planet?"

Reald leaned back in his chair and asked Yan Wei lazily.

"Two thousand three hundred and sixty-two."

Yan Wei replied affirmatively.

Although Yan Wei is in charge of personnel, Yan Wei still knows how many ordinary people there are on the entire planet.

"And what about the entire Covenant?"

Reiard asked again.

This time, Yan Wei was stunned.

"This may be a bit difficult, let me change the question, how many ordinary people are there on our healing star?"

Yan Wei was stunned for a moment, isn't this still the question just now?

"Two thousand three hundred and sixty-two."

Reald shook his head, "You're wrong, it's two thousand three hundred and sixty-two families. ”

This is the truth he learned from Mengwan in his previous life.

The Dawu Recuperation Star does not support 2,362 ordinary people, but 2,362 ordinary families, tens of thousands of ordinary people.

A figure that is enough to start a war.