Amazing Son-in-law 3094 Charlie

As for the 8,000 yuan, although it is a little bit more, the company's income is very good now, and I already get more than 10,000 yuan every month.


        Moreover, when the company is developing well, the profit is naturally high, and in the future, after the company has filed its tax return every quarter, there will be a small portion of its own commission in the net profit, so when you do the calculation, you can get 300,000 to 400,000 a year, or even more.


        So, giving the old lady 8,000 a month is not a big burden.


        What's more, her father and brother would be able to recover in a month or two, and they would then be able to find a job to support their family, which would relieve their own pressure.


        So she nodded and said, "8,000 is fine, but remember your promise not to interfere with my life and my freedom anymore! Also, after my father and my brother can work, I will only pay my family three thousand dollars a month! If you don't agree, I'll move out!"


        Old Mrs. Wilson assured her repeatedly, "Okay, grandma will definitely not interfere with your freedom in the future!"


        Wendy took the Hermes belt back from her hands and looked at it in her hands for half a day.


        She originally wanted to quietly put it in the mailbox of Charlie wade's house and then tell Charlie wade on WeChat.


        However, her grandmother was around now, and she did not want to do this in front of her grandmother.


        Moreover, Charlie wade's attitude just now had really made her realise how distant Charlie wade felt from herself and her family.


        It occurred to her that Charlie wade should only be helping himself out in passing, but at the same time, in his heart, he kept a distance from himself at all times.


        Since this is the case, I am afraid that if I send him a birthday present, I will make a mistake and turn him off.


        Thinking of this, she sighed quietly and said to Old Mrs. Wilson, "Come on, Grandma, let's go home."


        Old Mrs. Wilson nodded resentfully and followed behind Wendy as she walked towards her villa, while sighing and complaining, "Wendy, I'm not talking about you, why didn't you tell Grandma earlier about Charlie wade helping you? If you had told grandma earlier, grandma wouldn't have had to run into this nail ......"


        Wendy walked ahead, looking at the Hermes belt in her hand, and said distractedly, "Brother-in-law won't let me tell anyone."


        "Ai ......" Old Mrs. Wilson sighed and sighed, "This Charlie wade is still wary of us at every turn in his heart ......"


        Hearing this, Wendy's heart felt even harder, so she took two quick steps on her feet and went back to the villa where her family lived first.


        The two of them arrived at the bedroom upstairs, where Christopher and Harold, who were lying on the bed, had long been a bit impatient, while Harold asked Old Mrs. Wilson with an expectant face, "Grandma, have you seen Charlie wade?"


        Old Mrs. Wilson said with a despondent expression, "I have seen ......"


        Harold was busy asking, "Then what does it say? Is this guy really about to burst into flames?"


        Old Mrs. Wilson let out a lamenting sigh and lamented, "What kind of thunderstorm is there? What a whimsy, it's impossible for Charlie wade to burst the thunder ......"


        "Why ah grandma?" Harold was amazed and hurriedly said, "Isn't this all your analysis? You said something about a leaf knowing an autumn, and also said something about the market being gated before, and then said something about the door being open now, and you clicked on a whole bunch of four-word idioms, why are you now saying that I am whimsical?"


        Old Mrs. Wilson said angrily, "What's wrong with me saying a few idioms? It's not a crime to speak idioms!"


        Christopher said in a roundabout way, "Mum, don't be so mean to Harold, he grew up naughty and didn't read much, he can count the number of idioms he knows with four words on his two hands, so he can't compare with you."


        After saying this, he saw Mrs. Wilson's expression soften a bit and asked hurriedly, "Mom, you should tell us. Why is it impossible for that son of a b*tch Charlie wade to explode?"


        Old Mrs. Wilson sighed and said quietly, "In the end, I was wrong in my estimation of this matter, this kid Charlie wade really has some ability.