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Chapter 25 Offers High Salaries



Chapter 25 Offers High Salaries

"Click".

Lin Chen turned off the gas stove and put the three portions of fried rice from the pot into takeout containers.

"Three copies, take them."

Lin Chen pushed the lunchbox to the edge of the folding table.

Liu Wei, who had been keeping his head down and trying to minimize his presence, quickly stepped forward and swiftly stuffed the three lunchboxes into a plastic bag.

"Thank you, boss. We're leaving now."

Liu Wei lowered his voice, reached out and tugged at Zhao Qiang, who was still in a daze, and winked at Li Na.

The three men, carrying their lunchboxes, were preparing to sneak away like thieves, afraid of attracting the attention of the big boss sitting on the stool next to them.

Just then.

"Crunch."

A slight noise came from the side.

Su Qingxue put down the plastic spoon in her hand.

The lunchbox was spotless; not even a single scallion was left.

After finishing the entire box of fried rice, and having it quickly absorbed and broken down by her body, the dizziness caused by low blood sugar that had plagued her all day finally subsided completely.

Her limbs regained their strength, and her previously pale face gradually regained some normal color.

The feeling of fullness in her stomach gave her an unprecedented sense of peace, both physically and mentally.

Su Qingxue stood up, took out a tissue from her pocket, and wiped her mouth.

Then, she bent down, picked up the small stool, walked to Tangtang, and gently put it back in its place.

"Thank you for the stool, Auntie is feeling much better now."

Su Qingxue looked at Tangtang, her voice still cold, but less businesslike than usual.

"Pretty auntie, you're welcome! Pretty auntie won't feel dizzy after you've eaten your fill."

Tangtang obediently sat back on the small stool, rested her chin on her two little hands, and gave Su Qingxue a sweet smile.

Su Qingxue nodded slightly, then turned around and threw the empty lunchbox into the trash bag next to her.

Instead of leaving like an ordinary diner who had finished eating, she stopped and calmly looked at Lin Chen standing behind the stove.

Liu Wei and his two companions, who had just turned around and hadn't even taken a step, froze on the spot when they heard the noise from their boss behind them.

Neither leaving nor staying was an option, so they had no choice but to stop, turn their backs to the stalls, and listen intently.

"Boss."

Su Qingxue spoke, her tone returning to its usual calm and capable manner.

Su Qingxue looked at Lin Chen and said seriously, "Your cooking skills are indeed very good."

This fried rice is the most satisfying meal I've had in the past six months.

For someone suffering from severe anorexia, this assessment carries immense weight.

Lin Chen didn't speak, but simply looked at her calmly, waiting for her to continue.

"I've always had some stomach problems, and I find it hard to eat regular food."

Su Qingxue made no attempt to hide her needs and extended an olive branch very directly.

"I'd like to hire you as my personal chef."

Su Qingxue stared intently at Lin Chen, "You don't need to push a tricycle in the square every day in the cold wind, nor do you need to work hard to cook a hundred meals."

You only need to be responsible for my three meals a day.

Su Qingxue paused for a moment, then gave what she considered an offer that was absolutely impossible to refuse: "As for the salary, you can name your price."

I can double, or even triple, how much you can earn by setting up a stall here for a month.

Various insurance and welfare benefits will also be provided in accordance with the highest standards for the group's senior executives.

What do you think?

Upon hearing this, Wang Hai, who was standing to the side preparing to hand out takeout bags to the next customer, suddenly jerked his hand, and a stack of plastic bags fell directly onto the table.

"Private...private chef?"

Salary whatever you want? Double it?!

Wang Hai stared wide-eyed at Su Qingxue in disbelief.

He was just enlightened by Lin Chen yesterday and decided to follow Lin Chen to work hard on his career.

Today, this powerful woman came over and poached him, offering incredibly generous terms!

Wang Hai swallowed hard and looked nervously at Lin Chen.

If it were him, he would probably nod and agree to such treatment on the spot.

Liu Wei, Zhao Qiang, and Li Na, who were frozen two meters away, gasped in shock.

As employees of Yintai Group, they were all too aware of the true value of what President Su meant by "equipped according to the highest standards for senior executives in the group."

That means an annual salary of at least a million, a private car for transportation, and even access to internal stock options within the group!

A street vendor selling fried rice for 99 yuan on the roadside has suddenly become the personal chef of a billionaire CEO. This is simply a meteoric rise!

Liu Wei screamed in his heart: Say yes!

What are you waiting for! However, faced with such an extremely tempting offer, Lin Chen's expression remained completely unchanged.

He folded the rag in his hand and placed it aside, calmly meeting Su Qingxue's gaze.

"Thank you for your kindness."

Lin Chen's voice wasn't loud, but it carried a crisp and resolute tone: "However, I refuse."

The air seemed to stand still at that moment.

Su Qingxue frowned slightly; she clearly hadn't expected to be rejected so decisively.

Is it because of salary issues?

If so, you can just state a number.

Su Qingxue pressed for an answer.

In her business mindset, for any position that can be filled with money, as long as the price is right, there's no job that can't be poached.

"It's not about the money."

Lin Chen glanced at Tangtang sitting on the stool, and his gaze softened.

He turned to look at Su Qingxue and gave an extremely simple yet irrefutable reason.

"Being a private chef and receiving a high salary from your boss means that you have to be on call at all times, and your time is completely tied to your employer."

"I have to go into the kitchen whenever my employer wants to eat."

Lin Chen's tone was calm, as if he were stating a very simple fact: "But I have a daughter to take care of."

I run a roadside stall, and although every penny I earn is hard-earned, the advantage is the freedom.

I set up my stall on time every afternoon, and once I've sold everything, I go home. The rest of the time is completely my own, and I can spend quality time with my children.

Lin Chen pointed to the shiny black iron pot.

"Money is something that, whether you earn a lot or a little, is fine as long as you have enough."

But once time is sold to someone else, it can never be bought back.

So, your suggestion is good, but it's not suitable for me.

Quiet. An eerie silence.

"Daddy's right!"

Tangtang stood up from the stool, ran over and hugged Lin Chen's leg, tilted her little face up, and said proudly, "Tangtang likes being with Daddy the most!"

Daddy makes fried rice here, and Tangtang can help out as the cashier.

If we go to the pretty auntie's house, Daddy won't have time to play with Tangtang.

Looking at the father and daughter, Wang Hai let out a long sigh of relief.

Although he still found the huge sum of money very tempting, he was now completely impressed by Lin Chen's vision.

That's a true master; he's not tempted by the conditions of capital at all!

The three people, including Liu Wei, who were standing two meters away, were completely petrified.

Zhao Qiang stared wide-eyed, nearly dropping the plastic bag he was holding, feeling as if his worldview had been severely shaken.

"Brother Liu... Brother Liu..."

Zhao Qiang nudged Liu Wei with his elbow, his voice barely audible, filled with utter shock and disbelief, "This boss... he's a ruthless guy!"

When CEO Su personally approached him to poach him with executive-level benefits, he rejected the offer without even a second thought.

The reason given was to spend time with his daughter?

Liu Wei took a deep breath and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

He looked at the stall owner, who was wearing an ordinary white short-sleeved shirt and comforting his daughter, and then glanced at Su Qingxue, the big boss who had been rejected and was now standing there in silence.

Liu Wei felt a chill run down his spine and his mind went blank.

In the Yintai Building, a CBD center where everyone is working themselves to the bone for a few dollars, there are actually people who don't even blink when faced with a million-dollar annual salary.

Is this even a fried rice stall?!


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