Yihshyong clapped his hands. "I think the Mingju family is very lucky to have employees as good as you."
"Actually, there are quite a few people in the Mingju family who have worked there longer than me. They are all very happy to serve there."
"Wow! The working situation there must be very pleasant," said Iren.
"Regarding this, Gentlemen, please just ask Mr. Duanmuh," said Gongshi, pointing at Jinqkang.
"That's true. Even though I don't work for the Mingju Family, because Mr. Mingju Tsaehorng himself immediately recruited me to be his assistant when we met, I did take a close look at the situation at the Mingju Family's place several times. I concluded that the working atmosphere there is indeed pleasant. ."
"So you don't work for the Mingju Family?" asked Chioujen.
"No, Sir. Mr. Tsaehorng's business is separate from the Mingju family's business. Even though Mr. Tsaehorng set up his company in another city, he still needs people to handle all his affairs in this city. That is the job of me and some of his other assistants."
"Is the number of people working directly under Tsaehorng sizable?" asked Chioujen.
Jinqkang shook his head. "Not much, Sir. He's just started his business. So he doesn't need too many employees yet."
"I see," said Chioujen. "So there really is a clear classification."
"The people who work in the Mingju Family also comprise two groups. The first is the people who work in the Mingju Family companies."
"You mean Shindongchaang," Iren interrupted.
"Yes, Sir! However, apart from Shindongchaang, the Mingju Family also has business under another name."
"It means their business is much more than I thought," said Iren.
Jinqkang smiled. He continued his speech. "Then the second one is the people who work for the Mingju Family. I mean the workers who work in the Mingju Family's house, such as maids and personal drivers. An example is this Mr. Gongshi."
"That's right. Working at home is certainly not the same as working outside," said Iren.
"Not only that, Sir," said Jinqkang. " The Mingju family also has several foundations. People who work in those foundations belong to this second group."
Yihshyong nodded at Jinqkang's explanation.
That means, on the whole, the number of people who work for them is enormous.
Jinqkang still hadn't finished explaining. The young man looked so excited.
"In this second group, there are indeed many elderly people who are still working there. Last month, there was a person who had just retired. He was already eighty-five years old. Even the Mingju family had to beg the man to be willing to retire. Before, that person always insisted on staying there."
"Mr. Chyntarn is a very strict person. Even though it's clear that he couldn't work anymore, he still didn't want to retire." Gongshi explained about the person Jinqkang mentioned.
"How long has he been working there?" asked Chioujen.
"According to the records, he had worked for the Mingju family since he was eighteen years old. That means he had been there since sixty-seven years ago," said Mr. Gongshi.
This old man turned out to be very quick to blend in. I hope he knows what's going on here shouldn't be carelessly said to the other parties.
"Wow! That's amazing." Chioujen gave a thumbs up.
"Earlier, what did Mr. Mingju say to you?" Yihshyong asked.
"Not much, Sir. He said that he was at the hospital. He brought Juger, who suddenly fell ill. Since the gentlemen here need a driver, and at this time I was the only one who happened to have nothing to do, so he told me to come here," replied Gongshi. .
"Is that all he said?" Iren asked.
"He seemed to be in a very hurry, so I don't really know what my job here is now."
"Look, Sir! At this time, we can say that there are very secret things that are happening. So, whatever happens while you are driving us, you cannot share these things with other people. You just need to report them to Mr. Mingju Tsaehorng," Yihshyong said.
"I understand, Sir! Don't worry, I have worked for the Mingju Family for over forty years. I already understand that there are many things that we are not allowed to share publicly."
"Then we can rest easy now." Iren smiled. He then turned his gaze to Pyngher.
"Earlier, Mr. Mingju asked me to come with Mr. Gongshi here. He only said that I should draw sketches of people's faces based on the information from the gentlemen who live in this house." Pyngher explained briefly.
"Is your job at Mr. Mingju's company related to painting?" Yihshyong asked.
"Absolutely not, Sir. Drawing people's faces is just a hobby."
"Before, have you never worked as an illustrator or something like that?"
"I've never worked professionally in that field, Sir. But in the past, when I was not an employee of Mr. Mingju's father, the police had asked me several times to help them sketch the faces of the suspects."
"It means that you do have experience in this field."
"Just a little, Sir! I can't say I'm good at it at all."
"Then where did you meet Mr. Gongshi earlier?" Yihshyong asked.
"In the painting exhibition, of course, Sir," Pyngher replied.
"Now, I think you two should eat first. I'm afraid we won't have time to eat dinner on the way," said Yihshyong.
Pyngher nodded. It seemed he was hungry.
"I already ate, Sir!" Unlike Pyngher, Gongshi seemed reluctant to accept Yihshyong's offer.
"Wasn't that lunch? I asked you to eat first. Think of it as an early dinner. Please don't refuse, Sir!" Iren also urged Gongshi.
"That's it, Sir. So that you don't feel embarrassed, then let's eat together," said Yihshyong.
Gongshi looked at Jinqkang. Jinqkang nodded.
"Come on, Sir, let's move to the dining table," said Chioujen. "Please chat at the dinner table while you wait for me to prepare dinner."
Yihshyong clapped his hands. "I think the Mingju family is very lucky to have employees as good as you."
"Actually, there are quite a few people in the Mingju family who have worked there longer than me. They are all very happy to serve there."
"Wow! The working situation there must be very pleasant," said Iren.
"Regarding this, Gentlemen, please just ask Mr. Duanmuh," said Gongshi, pointing at Jinqkang.
"That's true. Even though I don't work for the Mingju Family, because Mr. Mingju Tsaehorng himself immediately recruited me to be his assistant when we met, I did take a close look at the situation at the Mingju Family's place several times. I concluded that the working atmosphere there is indeed pleasant. ."
"So you don't work for the Mingju Family?" asked Chioujen.
"No, Sir. Mr. Tsaehorng's business is separate from the Mingju family's business. Even though Mr. Tsaehorng set up his company in another city, he still needs people to handle all his affairs in this city. That is the job of me and some of his other assistants."
"Is the number of people working directly under Tsaehorng sizable?" asked Chioujen.
Jinqkang shook his head. "Not much, Sir. He's just started his business. So he doesn't need too many employees yet."
"I see," said Chioujen. "So there really is a clear classification."
"The people who work in the Mingju Family also comprise two groups. The first is the people who work in the Mingju Family companies."
"You mean Shindongchaang," Iren interrupted.
"Yes, Sir! However, apart from Shindongchaang, the Mingju Family also has business under another name."
"It means their business is much more than I thought," said Iren.
Jinqkang smiled. He continued his speech. "Then the second one is the people who work for the Mingju Family. I mean the workers who work in the Mingju Family's house, such as maids and personal drivers. An example is this Mr. Gongshi."
"That's right. Working at home is certainly not the same as working outside," said Iren.
"Not only that, Sir," said Jinqkang. " The Mingju family also has several foundations. People who work in those foundations belong to this second group."
Yihshyong nodded at Jinqkang's explanation.
That means, on the whole, the number of people who work for them is enormous.
Jinqkang still hadn't finished explaining. The young man looked so excited.
"In this second group, there are indeed many elderly people who are still working there. Last month, there was a person who had just retired. He was already eighty-five years old. Even the Mingju family had to beg the man to be willing to retire. Before, that person always insisted on staying there."
"Mr. Chyntarn is a very strict person. Even though it's clear that he couldn't work anymore, he still didn't want to retire." Gongshi explained about the person Jinqkang mentioned.
"How long has he been working there?" asked Chioujen.
"According to the records, he had worked for the Mingju family since he was eighteen years old. That means he had been there since sixty-seven years ago," said Mr. Gongshi.
This old man turned out to be very quick to blend in. I hope he knows what's going on here shouldn't be carelessly said to the other parties.
"Wow! That's amazing." Chioujen gave a thumbs up.
"Earlier, what did Mr. Mingju say to you?" Yihshyong asked.
"Not much, Sir. He said that he was at the hospital. He brought Juger, who suddenly fell ill. Since the gentlemen here need a driver, and at this time I was the only one who happened to have nothing to do, so he told me to come here," replied Gongshi. .
"Is that all he said?" Iren asked.
"He seemed to be in a very hurry, so I don't really know what my job here is now."
"Look, Sir! At this time, we can say that there are very secret things that are happening. So, whatever happens while you are driving us, you cannot share these things with other people. You just need to report them to Mr. Mingju Tsaehorng," Yihshyong said.
"I understand, Sir! Don't worry, I have worked for the Mingju Family for over forty years. I already understand that there are many things that we are not allowed to share publicly."
"Then we can rest easy now." Iren smiled. He then turned his gaze to Pyngher.
"Earlier, Mr. Mingju asked me to come with Mr. Gongshi here. He only said that I should draw sketches of people's faces based on the information from the gentlemen who live in this house." Pyngher explained briefly.
"Is your job at Mr. Mingju's company related to painting?" Yihshyong asked.
"Absolutely not, Sir. Drawing people's faces is just a hobby."
"Before, have you never worked as an illustrator or something like that?"
"I've never worked professionally in that field, Sir. But in the past, when I was not an employee of Mr. Mingju's father, the police had asked me several times to help them sketch the faces of the suspects."
"It means that you do have experience in this field."
"Just a little, Sir! I can't say I'm good at it at all."
"Then where did you meet Mr. Gongshi earlier?" Yihshyong asked.
"In the painting exhibition, of course, Sir," Pyngher replied.
"Now, I think you two should eat first. I'm afraid we won't have time to eat dinner on the way," said Yihshyong.
Pyngher nodded. It seemed he was hungry.
"I already ate, Sir!" Unlike Pyngher, Gongshi seemed reluctant to accept Yihshyong's offer.
"Wasn't that lunch? I asked you to eat first. Think of it as an early dinner. Please don't refuse, Sir!" Iren also urged Gongshi.
"That's it, Sir. So that you don't feel embarrassed, then let's eat together," said Yihshyong.
Gongshi looked at Jinqkang. Jinqkang nodded.
"Come on, Sir, let's move to the dining table," said Chioujen. "Please chat at the dinner table while you wait for me to prepare dinner."
