Rebirth: I became rich by farming

Chapter 662: Chapter 662: Child Labor? (3/5)

No matter what others thought, as long as there was money coming in, Yan Keke was quite happy. Speaking of which, Yan Keke should be arriving at her house by now. As soon as these people entered her home, Mei Mengzhen had sent her a message, because after all, it’s best to deliver the money when there are more people around.

But Yan Keke was, in fact, already at their doorstep. She just hadn’t found the perfect opportunity to enter due to the arguing inside. Now that they were already talking about donating money inside, she couldn’t just stay outside forever. So she decided to seize the moment when the noise within had quieted down a bit and knocked on the door.

’Thud, thud’

"Zhenzhen, are you home?"

Since when was Yan Keke so polite? Normally, whenever she came over, she would knock fiercely and shout loudly. Clearly, this time she was just putting on an act. Even the Fan siblings glanced over at her with sheepish expressions. Only then did Mei Mengzhen remember that they still didn’t know about Yan Keke coming to deliver their wages.

Just as Mei Mengzhen was about to open the door, Mei Mengcheng rushed over and welcomed Yan Keke inside.

With an outsider present, it was only natural to assume that the earlier drama had come to an end, but it hadn’t. As soon as Yan Keke entered, she was interrupted by Wang Qiuhe before she even finished greeting the crowd.

After all, the person in front of them was the boss of the foundation. It was only natural for Wang Qiuhe to mention it to her mother, "Mom, she is the boss of the charity foundation. Zhenzhen’s money was donated to her company."

Yan Keke, suddenly interrupted by this out-of-the-blue remark, paused her greeting mid-sentence and turned to Wang Qiuhe: "Oh, it’s Qiuhe, right, I am indeed the boss of the charity foundation. Didn’t you already know that?"

"But we didn’t know Zhenzhen donated the money to you."

Wang Qiuhe’s tone implied that Mei Mengzhen had taken it upon herself to donate her money. Yan Keke found it ridiculous. She glanced at Mei Mengzhen, then at Wang Qiuhe and said, "Yes, Zhenzhen donated money to our company. What’s the issue, is there a problem?"

Even with the boss of the charity organization right in front of her, and her own daughter substantiating the claim, she still harbored doubts about the charity. Mainly, the girl in front of her looked too young— could someone her age really manage a charity organization? It couldn’t be some swindlers pulling a con.

But then she thought that didn’t quite make sense either. The girl was still so young and a student known by the school—where could she possibly abscond to? So, perhaps the person in front of her really was the boss of a charity organization.

Yet looking at Yan Keke in front of her, Mei Yifan couldn’t help but feel a sourness in her heart, comparing what other people’s daughters were doing to what her own daughter was doing.

But all that could be put aside for now. Money was the most important thing at present. Leaving other matters aside, they truly didn’t want to give up on that one million. Mei Yifan, in a pleasant tone, said, "Here’s the thing, Zhenzhen is still a child, and she doesn’t understand the significance of donating money. We’d like you to return that sum."

Not just Mei Mengzhen, but everyone in the room burst into laughter. Mei Yifan, by what right was she asking for someone else’s money to be returned?

At this moment, Yan Keke began to size up Mei Yifan, observing her demeanor and recalling Wang Qiuhe’s usual actions—it seemed the mother and daughter were indeed cut from the same cloth.

Yan Keke fell silent for a while, her gaze fixed intently on Mei Yifan as if trying to see right through her, making Mei Yifan uneasy despite her determination: "We’re asking you a question, you young girl really lack manners."

Yan Keke let out a scornful laugh, "If your idea of manners is acting like you, then indeed, I don’t have any."

Mei Mengzhen chuckled lightly before asking, "Keke, how come you’re here now?"

"Didn’t you say you were busy this afternoon and tomorrow? I hurried over to get your wages sorted out. I’m worried we might not catch each other in the next few days."

Wages?

At the mention of wages, Wang Qiuhe became even more incensed. "Mom, I was tricked by Zhenzhen to work at their charity organization for over a month. They said I was underage to work and didn’t pay me a single yuan."

What Wang Qiuhe didn’t know was that Yan Keke had come exactly to distribute their wages. Yet before she could finish, she was constantly interrupted by the mother-daughter duo, "What, Zhenzhen made you work and didn’t pay you wages?"

Wang Qiuhe whimpered affirmatively, then glared at both Mei Mengzhen and Yan Keke.

Fuming, Mei Yifan spoke out, "Zhenzhen, I entrusted you to look after Qiuhe, to teach her well. But instead, you made her work, and you didn’t even pay her. Is this how you treat my daughter?"

"You know to protect your own daughter, but think it’s fine to let others exploit theirs, isn’t it? Besides, are you her mother or am I? She’s not my daughter, why should I teach her? You just want to take it easy, asking me for money and letting me educate your daughter, and then you pick up the pieces without doing anything. Where in the world does such a good deal exist?"

Mei Yifan didn’t care what Mei Mengzhen said; her daughter Qiuhe had worked, and she must be paid her wages—it was money that mattered most in her eyes. "You must pay the wages, if not, I’ll accuse you of employing child labor."

The world indeed had such shameless people, and today Yan Keke truly widened her horizons. Just as Fan Tianyu was about to get angry, he was once again interrupted by Yan Keke.

Yan Keke said, "Wait a minute, who said Qiuhe doesn’t get wages? That was just a joke. Since Qiuhe started her first day, I’ve kept records every day. Qiuhe worked part-time for a total of 31 days with us, and our part-time rate is 10 yuan per hour, which includes one meal. However, we provided both her lunch and dinner. She worked 7 hours a day, and with the additional cooling fee, her daily wage is 100 yuan. So the total is 3100 yuan."

After explaining, Yan Keke handed an envelope with money to Mei Yifan, "I didn’t have to add so much for the cooling fee, but since Qiuhe is Zhenzhen’s cousin, I just rounded it up for her. I came over in case you all left, and I wanted to make sure you got the wages right away. Please count it, make sure it’s correct—3100 in total."

Yan Keke confirmed the amount of Wang Qiuhe’s wages again, worried that Mei Yifan might misunderstand.

Having settled that, she didn’t forget about the others. Yan Keke handed another envelope to Qi Yongwang, who was surprised to receive it too. With some confusion, he looked at Yan Keke, "This?"