Thereâs still someone named Ding Haijing who hasnât arrived.
Chiang Xiao prepared a table full of dishes. Her cooking skills werenât exceptional, but she added a tiny bit of Spiritual Spring Water to the tank. Although diluted with so much water, it didnât have any extraordinary effects, yet it made the vegetables very fresh and tasty, and the meat fragrant, tender, and delicious.
The cooked rice was especially aromatic and perfectly balanced between soft and firm.
So, the few people present buried their heads in their food, having no time to talk.
After the meal, Chiang Xiao discussed salaries with them.
They would have four days off each month, but she hoped they could take turns having holidays, and not take time off all at the same time.
There would be a ten-day holiday for the New Year.
Additionally, Old He and Old Lee, who work at the teahouse, naturally have a lower salary than those who work as her personal bodyguards. Chiang Xiao candidly told them that being by her side is still quite dangerous.
Old He and Old Lee expressed their understanding.
Moreover, working at the teahouse is relatively more stable and relaxed, and in the future, they might be able to bring their wives and children over, which is the life they desire.
Meanwhile, the owner of Niuâs Pastry Shop, Niu Dazhi, had just entered the Gao Family, carrying gifts with his wife, Gao Yan.
Gao Ming was reprimanding Gao Wei.
Upon seeing guests arrive, his expression didnât look good as he stopped talking.
Gao Wei sat on the side, venting his anger by forcefully knocking Gaomingâs collectible walnuts on the armrest of the sofa.
Seeing the atmosphere was tense, Niu Dazhi felt a sense of retreat, but Gao Yan quickly held him back.
"Brother Gao Ming, I am Gao Yan. I called the family before."
She also had the surname Gao, but her relationship with Gao Ming was quite distant; perhaps only their grandfathersâ generation had been closer relatives.
But no matter what, they were somewhat related.
She had initially wanted to come over a long time ago, but the Gao Familyâs threshold wasnât easy to cross, which delayed her visit until today.
"Take a seat."
Gao Ming glanced at his son, still a bit upset inside.
This brat really exasperated him, having inherited none of his intelligence.
Everything else was fine, but just this issue with that Du-named girl driving him crazy.
If Du Jinruo could truly be with him, they would have been together long ago; why else would they mess around for so many years?
Even Fong Family Fang Jianye couldnât manage to win over that girl.
Though the Du Familyâs roots were not as solid as the Gao Familyâs, they werenât weak either. It wasnât necessary to fall out with them over this, so he had advised Gao Wei long ago to give up on Du Jinruo soon and quickly find a suitable match to marry. But Gao Wei just kept stubbornly resisting him.
Itâs truly exasperating.
Regarding distant relatives like Gao Yan, who came seeking them because of a slight connection, Gao Ming was quite annoyed, but a family of this sort couldnât be entirely kept out.
After all, they valued family cohesion, and relationships might come in handy someday.
Gao Yan pulled Niu Dazhi to sit down, both feeling somewhat nervous.
"This is Gao Wei, right? I heard heâs attending the Supervisor Guard Academy? Truly like father, like son." Gao Yan looked at Gao Wei, trying to find something to talk about.
Gao Wei glanced at them, feeling a bit annoyed, said, "If you have something to say, just say it, donât bother with these pleasantries. Iâve heard this phrase not ten thousand times but at least eight thousand since I was a kid. Arenât you tired of saying it? Iâm tired of hearing it."
"Gao Wei!"
Gaoâs Father glared at him and said sternly, "If you donât want to stay, then go back to your room!"
Gao Wei stood up, "Iâm going out for some fresh air."
He said this without even looking at Gao Yan and Niu Dazhi, heading to his room to change clothes.