"Mr. Qu, today our design department received a very good work, signed by a designer named Ye. She made a request and said that she would like to see you." Director Lei of the design department said.

He didn't expect that the other designer would make such a strange request.

But thinking that Qu Yan is a good-talking boss, he bit the bullet and asked her.

Sure enough, Qu Yan was very interested in this matter. "I heard that talented designers are more or less temperamental. It's okay. I just meet her. Where is the appointment?"

So, after sending a message to Ji Zhuoran, she went to a cafe in the downtown area alone.

The cafe was empty. She was the first visitor. The designer named Ye hadn't come yet.

In the shop, only an old woman was wiping the table.

"What does this lady want to drink?" The old woman greeted the guests with a smile.

Qu Yan glanced at the menu and ordered a cup of the most expensive coffee. "Just this, I want a cup."

After ordering the food, she looked at the old woman with silver hair and couldn't help but think of her grandmother for a while, so she asked one more question, "Old woman, you are so old, why are you still opening a shop?"

"Ah," the old woman lowered her head in embarrassment, "I'm not the owner of the shop, but the employee of this shop... The manager is kind enough to let me see the shop and do some light work."

"It turned out to be like this," Qu Yan couldn't help but feel sympathy after learning about the old man's situation, so he prompted, "Old man, where's your pension? If you don't have a pension, depending on your age, you should be able to receive it. Community relief funds."

As they spoke, they all avoided one topic tacitly-the old man's children.

Because according to common sense, if an old man comes out to work at such an old age, his children must be unfilial, so they all tacitly didn't mention it.

However, society provides protection for the elderly. Whether they are receiving relief or pensions, the elderly can safely provide for the elderly without having to work hard.

Hearing what she said, the old man woke up like a dream, "What? Can I receive relief funds? Forget it, I don’t want to burden young people anymore. Those relief funds are the taxes paid by young people to supplement. We are the immortals..."

"You can’t say that for the elderly. You contributed to this society when you were young. The benefits that young people enjoy now are also made by the older generation. Therefore, you can also understand that you are supporting yourself and you don’t owe anyone else. "Yes." Qu Yan persuaded.

While talking, the old man had brought her the expensive cup of coffee, Qu Yan took a sip, and then gently put it back on the cup.

too bitter.

These expensive foreign coffees are not only outrageous in price, but also outrageous in taste.

The old man looked at her appearance, smiled again, and said, "Forget it, wait for the day I can't do anything, and then go get the relief."

"It's okay. Why don't you tell me which community you live in? Elderly people, as long as the community information, I will inform the staff of the neighborhood committee in your community. Then they will notice your situation so as not to have any accidents on your own. Such as sudden illness or something." Qu Yan said.

The smile on the old man's face suddenly became more kind, "This lady is so kind of you."

"The old man is polite, I just said a few words, besides, I also helped my grandmother deal with relief money before, so I understand a little bit."

Speaking of Chen Guifen, Qu Yan only then remembered that she not only pretended to be sick and deceived herself, but also deceived a lot of relief money. She... but really...

Thinking of grandma, Qu Yan had a dumbfounded look on her face.

"This young lady looks like a very filial child. Being your grandmother should be very happy," the old man said.

Qu Yan shook his head, "No, she has passed away, and before she was alive, we were not very happy because of some things, but the dead are gone and they are all over."

Thinking of grandma, she still felt a little uncomfortable.

The old man also nodded to express his understanding, and a light of relief flashed in his eyes.

This kid looks good, how can he look like a broom star? Ji Peihong is talking nonsense again!