Zhang Yanping's face fell.
A night shift for half a month only adds one thousand yuan, and she still deducts some?
With Song Tan's miserly appearance, how could she be so ruthless!
Zhang Yanping picked up her phone: "I'm sending the video to the village group right now..."
Song Tan couldn't help but laugh: "Alright, alright, just mention it in our family's group chat and let them take a look. Don't spread it further. The old man is already elderly, and he still has a personal assistant. He's someone with status… if he gets mocked, it wouldn't look good."
"Yes, yes! That's right, that's right!" Secretary Xiaozu finally let out a sigh of relief.
She trusts the moral character of the Song Family. At the moment, she didn't say much else but sighed: "If it really gets out, I'll have to face family discipline… Song Tan, Song Tan, don't worry. Once this pig-slaughtering feast is over, I'll go to the municipal office to stage a protest to get the village's electricity lines upgraded!"