A trace of embarrassment flashed across Mr. Qian's face, "Oh, Xiao Su, come to the office with me."
Jiangsu was in a good mood, so he got up and followed him.
When he arrived at the office, Mr. Qian closed the door and pointed to the sofa, "Sit down and I'll get you a glass of water."
Jiangsu hurriedly stepped forward, grabbing the money and the job of pouring water for himself, "Manager, you sit down, I will pour you water."
Mr. Qian nodded with satisfaction, "Xiao Su, I have nothing else to do with you. I just want to talk about home affairs. Do you care about the lives of your employees? How many children do you have at home?"
Jiangsu: "I am an only child."
Mr. Qian then said: "I only have one daughter in my family."
Jiangsu rolled his eyes in his heart. According to the household registration book, there is only one daughter, and there are still many people out there. "Then it seems that your daughter also enjoys all the love from her parents."
"Yes, my daughter is my favorite child, and I can give her everything she wants. By the way, Xiao Su, what do your parents do?"
Hearing this, Jiangsu's eyes narrowed slightly as he poured the water, "My parents don't have jobs."
Mr. Qian obviously didn't believe it. He laughed, "How can I support you without a job?"
Jiangsu thought of his father's profession, "My dad's money was given to him by the common people."
Money is always stuck, what do you mean? Your family is in trouble and you rely on donations to survive?
Seeing Jiangsu's back, Mr. Qian thought of his observations during this period and laughed again, "I'm joking again, tell me how you can get people to donate money to me. My company will also close down and I will live on donations from now on."
Jiangsu put the tea cup on Mr. Qian's table, "Actually, my dad is still nibbling on old age."
Mr. Qian said: "Well, you still have old age to chew on. You are like me, you can only rely on yourself, and there is nothing you can do at home to help."
Jiangsu did not answer.
Mr. Qian later realized that Jiangsu was protecting the privacy of his family. Whatever he asked, Jiangsu was trying to make some detours for him, "Xiao Su, young people, don't worry so much. Even the leaders won't like it. I ask you because I care about you.
I won’t ask others, if you are more frank and straightforward, you will be more likable. What do you do at home?"
Jiangsu asked directly, "Mr. Qian, if you have anything to say, just say it. I have a lot on my mind, and Mr. Qian also has a lot on his mind. I come here to work, and my family knows and supports it, and understands it, so it won't cause any problems for me at work."
Any trouble.
If Mr. Qian is worried that my family’s lack of support will lead to my resignation, that is completely unnecessary.”
A trace of embarrassment flashed across Mr. Qian's face. He also felt Jiangsu's disgust, so he changed the question, "What major do you major in?"
"Economic."
Mr. Qian sighed: "My daughter is studying management, and it just so happens that economics and management are a fixed combination."
The tea was fragrant, and Jiangsu had no intention of tasting it, "It's a pity, I don't plan to pursue this profession."
Mr. Qian was already slightly angry, "Then what do you want to do?"
Then, Mr. Qian laughed again, "That's even better. One is responsible for operations and the other is responsible for technology. Such people are a perfect match."
Jiangsu looked at Mr. Qian. He was silent for two seconds and then smiled and nodded, "What Mr. Qian said makes sense."
"You think so too, right, haha."
Jiangsu: "I very much agree. Brother Li is engaged in technology, and Ling Qianjin is studying management. It will be a good talk for the two of them to work together in the future."