Sheng Zhiyu listened to their conversation while driving.
He sighed in his heart at his son's shrewdness, and the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up into a beautiful smile.
"Just now. Did Auntie Qing forget? You didn't refuse Dad just now. Didn't you agree?" Sheng Zihao explained.
He remembered that he had heard it clearly just now.
My son wanted you to be his tutor—this was what his father said, and Jiao Yuqing did not refuse.
Jiao Yaqing was stunned. It seemed that Sheng Zhiyu had really said such a thing.
She didn't respond to him, but she didn't refuse him or promise him.
Sheng Zhiyu's smile deepened. He was indeed his son.
"It seems that my little brain can scheme against people now. It seems that I will be better than them in the future."
At this time, Jiao Yaqing looked at Sheng Zhiyu. When she saw the smile on the corner of his mouth, she suddenly felt that she had been tricked.
However, she couldn't find a reason to be framed. They were indeed father and son, as cunning as they were.
"Then I'll take a look first. I don't know if I'm qualified to teach, and I have to talk about salary with your father..."
Before Jiao Yaqing could finish her words, Sheng Zhiyu suddenly grabbed her phone and hung up the phone.
Could this woman not be so humiliated? It seemed that she had never left the money in her words.
Could it be that she was so poor in her last life that she loved money so much in this life?
"Fifty thousand!" Sheng Zhiyu said without hesitation.
50,000 was a high salary for her.
Moreover, it was a part-time job. In his company, she still had 30,000 yuan a month.
Hearing the money, Jiao Yuqing immediately beamed with joy.
50,000 yuan. It seemed that she had to strive for this family education.
In addition to the company's salary, her monthly salary was 80,000 yuan.
If there was any extra reward, would her monthly income be more than 100,000?
That's great. There's hope for me to save my father from prison this time.
Looking at Jiao Yuqing's expression, Sheng Zhiyu couldn't help but frown again.
Why did she love money so much? As long as money was mentioned, she would laugh.
"Mr. Sheng, if you need anything in the future, just call me. Just give me more bonus!" Jiao Yuqing said.
She found that as long as she followed Sheng Zhiyu, she could make a lot of money. He was her God of Wealth.
Sheng Zhiyu's face became more and more gloomy. "This woman loves money too much."
Maybe one day, he would sell him for money. Staying with him would definitely be a disaster.
"Love and wealth can only be divided into three parts, but you take ninety percent. You are absolutely unreliable. I suddenly wonder if you will betray me because of something. For example, other companies will give you money and let you take out my company's information." Sheng Zhiyu said.
It was very likely for this woman, who loved money, to do such a thing.
Jiao Muqing was stunned for a moment. This man was either humiliating her or doubting her. Did she behave so badly?
How could she do such a thing?
Even if she wanted to do it, she had to do it openly. It was not her style to be sneaky.
"Because the things we face are different, the degree of love for money is different. Money cannot determine a person's nature. Of course, if Mr. Sheng doesn't trust me, he can fire me at any time, but... the penalty is one million yuan!"
Jiao Yaqing finally said solemnly. She had clearly heard what Sheng Zhiyu had said just now that he would pay a million yuan as a penalty.
Sheng Zhiyu suddenly looked at Jiao Yaqing. Although this woman loved money, she was quick-witted.
In such a short time, he could turn the passive position into the active one.
She should be a very good pawn.
Since she loved money so much, he would give it to her, but she had to listen to him.