Chapter 728 Her Daughter is the Family’s Golden Nugget

The commotion also startled Mrs. Fu. She came out and saw all the things being moved into the courtyard, her eyes widening in disbelief.

’Good heavens—what is all this?’

Qin Wenhao was helping move everything.

They finished moving it all in quickly.

He handed a cigarette to each of the two delivery men.

The two men left happily.

Only after Mrs. Fu saw the men leave did she finally find her voice.

"What’s going on? Why are there so many things?"

"They’re from the auto factory and the bicycle factory. Their profits were excellent this year, so I guess they thought of me and sent some things over!"

Mrs. Fu was shocked.

"—But will you be okay accepting all this? What if someone reports you?"

To be fair, she had reason to be so jumpy.

After all, it was better to be safe than sorry.

Getting reported would be a terrible thing.

Fu Mingxue couldn’t help but chuckle at her mother’s worried expression. "Mom, don’t worry. Director Zhang mentioned this to me last time. Besides, this isn’t a personal gift from them. It was officially distributed from their company’s warehouse."

Mrs. Fu didn’t understand all the details, but hearing her daughter say it was fine, she let out a sigh of relief.

"That’s good, then!"

Gazing at the mountain of New Year’s goods, she clicked her tongue in amazement again. "Goodness, the benefits at their companies are incredible. They sent way too much!"

"How are we ever going to finish all this!"

"And that’s not all. My research institute is giving out its benefits today. I heard they’re sending mine over too, probably this afternoon."

"But my research institute doesn’t give this much stuff. They give a monetary bonus instead."

As soon as Mrs. Fu heard the word "money," her eyes lit up. "How much is the bonus?"

"It’s based on rank and project. All told, mine should be about two thousand."

She just hadn’t received the money or her salary yet. She expected it would all be delivered that afternoon.

Of course, if she had time, she could go to the research institute and pick it up herself.

Her salary was paid by the research institute.

Mrs. Fu was... speechless.

A two-thousand-yuan bonus?

That amount truly unsettled Mrs. Fu.

She said, "Mingxue, since you’re free today anyway, why don’t you just go to work!"

She ought to spend more time at work; otherwise, a bonus that large would feel too hot to handle.

Fu Mingxue was at a loss.

"Mom, you’ve got a job to do now. We can’t just leave all this stuff sitting here, so you should start organizing it! Oh, right, aren’t there two pig’s trotters here? Keep one, and have Qin Wenhao take the other to the Qin family."

Hearing this, Mrs. Fu immediately said, "Have him take some of the other things, too. There’s too much here, we’ll never be able to finish it all."

Qin Wenhao was very happy that both his wife and mother-in-law were thinking of his family.

"They have everything they need over there."

"What they have is their business. We can’t finish all this, so take a good portion over to them." Mrs. Fu was being very generous now.

It was mainly because the entire Qin family were such good people.

Seeing this, Qin Wenhao could only nod. He didn’t want to make his mother-in-law angry.

"Alright, then—"

"Well, I’ll leave all this to you guys. I’m staying out of it. I’m going to finish my breakfast."

Fu Mingxue hadn’t even finished her breakfast yet.

Mrs. Fu immediately waved her off. "You’re not needed here. Go finish your breakfast. And after you’re done, you don’t need to help out either. You just focus on your research, or if not that, read some more books—"

’Her daughter is a golden goose now.’

’She can’t let this golden goose get her hands dirty with any housework.’

’With that time, she’d be better off doing more research. That way, the salary and bonus won’t feel so hot to handle.’

Fu Mingxue didn’t tell her mother that the two factories had also given her red envelopes.

She wasn’t in a hurry to count them. It was only after she finished breakfast that she finally started counting the money inside the red envelopes—