Song Yun originally wanted to say something, but she swallowed it anyway.

Feng Lin has done his utmost to them.

Eight million has no interest, so I don't know how much money it saved them.

If they repaid at the speed they used to, they might not be able to run the interest.

Only more and more.

"Okay, I'm going to print the contract now."

Song Yun has machines here. Usually, she comes here to make adjustments and print contracts.

Sitting in front of the computer, she wrote down everything Feng Lin said just now.

She turned around and asked, "What else?"

"Uh, I don't quite understand, Qingqing, tell me."

Feng Lin glanced at Zhao Qingqing.

Zhao Qingqing walked over, stared at the text above, and said calmly, "Write my name in it, Zhao Qingqing will repay no less than 400,000 yuan per year."

Her current salary is 30,000 to 40,000 yuan per month.

After all, she has very little time to work.

Xu Ruoying is very clear about this, the more he does, the more he earns.

According to the basic salary, she is currently not as good as Tang Qianqian's mother, Tang Hong's salary is high.

However, Xu Ruoying had shares in Zhao Qingqing before.

There is also a lot of money in dividends every year.

In addition, she never buys luxury goods, as long as she has food and a place to live.

Four hundred thousand a year is easy.

"400,000? Qingqing, are you crazy? This is what I owe, and it has nothing to do with you!"

Song Yun looked at Zhao Qingqing with a solemn expression.

No less than 400,000 per year, and it is calculated as 400,000.

Zhao Qingqing alone, more than 20 years ago, can pay off.

"Yes, sister, this is our business, how can we make you pay so much?"

Xia Qing also came over and grabbed Zhao Qingqing's arm.

But her eyes secretly glanced at Feng Lin.

Zhao Qingqing and Feng Lin are a family.

How could he tolerate his wife and give so much money to outsiders?

"you can not do that!"

Song Yun followed suit.

For ordinary people, 90% of all troubles are because of money.

She didn't want herself, causing Zhao Qingqing and Feng Lin to divorce.

"It's just a benefit, I have to revise it."

Zhao Qingqing pointed at the computer screen, "Change from 90% to 100%. Before paying it off, Feng Lin can control all your property at any time."

"Qingqing, this is a bit too much, at least save some money for food."

Feng Lin said with a smile.

"No, this is just to prevent farmers and snakes. Many people are like this. They are too good to them, but they feel at ease. In the future, if they are a little bit worse to them, they will still complain."

Zhao Qingqing looked back at Feng Lin.

"Okay, listen to you."

Song Yun immediately revised, and then wrote what Zhao Qingqing said.

"The last, and the most important, I want Xia Qing and Feng Lin to sign a servant contract."

Zhao Qingqing said.

"what?"

Before Xia Qing could respond, Feng Lin jumped up from the sofa first.

"Qingqing, what are you talking about?"

Feng Lin came over.

"It's normal in those big families, which family doesn't have a few servants?"

Zhao Qingqing looked at Feng Lin, "Leave this matter to me."

Feng Lin rubbed Zhao Qingqing's head, "Okay."

"Xia Qing, this servant's contract is similar to that of a nanny. The salary is twice the average salary in Yanjing. It changes every year. I'll send it to you."

Zhao Qingqing looked at Xia Qing, "Do you want to pay off all the time?"

Xia Qing was looking for an internship unit these days, and also checked the average salary of Yanjing.

There are more than 8,000 now.

In a place like Xucheng, with double the average salary of a super first-tier city, of course she would.

In addition to Zhao Qingqing's annual 400,000 yuan, it may be repaid in ten years.

That way mom doesn't have to work so hard.

"Sister, I will!"

Xia Qing nodded vigorously.

Song Yun's face was a little ugly, "Qingqing, what does this servant do?"

"Don't worry, the servant contract can be downloaded online, Feng Lin will definitely not let her do strange things."

Zhao Qingqing said aside.

"Okay."

Song Yun sighed helplessly.

If it was before, she could not agree to this condition.

Even now, if it wasn't for Zhao Qingqing, she would not agree.

But Zhao Qingqing did this, perhaps so that they could not be passive and pay back the money sooner.

"Song Yun, would you like to be my nanny?"

Feng Lin asked with a smile.

Zhao Qingqing glared at Feng Lin and said with a puffed mouth, "Feng Lin, you won't really..."

"Fuck!"

Feng Lin immediately pointed at Zhao Qingqing's forehead, "If you dare to make unreasonable associations, be careful I'll beat you!"

He did this just for Zhao Qingqing.

Anyway, the manor is not lively, so let their mother and daughter live there to watch the gate.

Take care of the manor by the way.

He knew that Zhao Qingqing couldn't let go of her grudge towards Song Yun for the time being.

Sooner or later, they will reconcile, after all, they are their biological mother and daughter.

"Would you like it? With Xia Qing, the salary is the same."

Feng Lin asked with a smile.

"I do!"

Song Yun couldn't ask for it, she and Xia Qing were together, at least she was relieved.

"Okay, let's write the contract."

Feng Lin waved at her.

After a while, two contracts were printed.

Feng Lin and the others all pressed their fingerprints, and Feng Lin and Song Yun each held one.

"Okay, Qingqing, you take them to pay back the money first, and tomorrow will be another price."

Feng Lin patted Zhao Qingqing on the shoulder.

"Okay."

Zhao Qingqing drove Wuling Hongguang and took Song Yun and Xia Qing to leave together.

Feng Lin sat on the sofa and waited.

It was not until seven o'clock in the evening that the three of them came back.

"Feng Lin, let's go, the luggage has been packed."

Zhao Qingqing walked in and said.

"Okay."

Feng Lin drove a few people back to the manor.

...

"Brother, do you live here?"

When Xia Qing saw such a large manor, her eyes went out.

"Live here, but the manor is not ours."

Feng Lin parked the car in front of the villa, looked at Song Yun and said, "Your future tasks are to take care of this manor."

Hearing this, Zhao Qingqing pulled Feng Lin aside, "Feng Lin, don't you let them take care of your food and daily life?"

That's what she planned to hire Xia Qing before.

"Need not."

Feng Lin glanced at Zhao Qingqing, "Let them watch the door here, and you can chat with them if you have nothing to do."

"Feng Lin, you are so kind to me."

Zhao Qingqing was moved to tears.

"Okay, help them find a place to live."

Feng Lin pushed Zhao Qingqing down.

"Yep."

Zhao Qingqing led the two of them into the villa.

Feng Lin was thinking about how to explain the ruins.

After a while, Zhao Qingqing had already arranged the two of them.

Feng Lin called the three together, "I want to tell you an important thing next."

"Okay brother... No, what should I be called? Young master or master, or master?"

Xia Qing smiled and scratched her head.

"Just call me brother."

Feng Lin took out the red certificate and handed it to Xia Qing, "Look at it."

"This is……"

Xia Qing and Song Yun both looked at the steel seal on it.

Although I don't know what the certificate is.

But it is certain that it must be the certificate of the state.

"I'm from the country. I think you can roughly understand when you see the helicopter over there."

Feng Lin pointed to a parked helicopter.

The coloring and shape on it are obviously military.

"Brother, you are amazing."

Xia Qing looked at Feng Lin admiringly.

"Stop flattering, what I want to tell you is that there is a base under this manor."

This is why Feng Lin thought.