Father Zhou calmed himself and sat down on the sofa, seemingly wanting to hear what Zhou En had to say.
Mother Zhou pulled Zhou En over to sit on the sofa, then said to him, "Child, take your time and tell us what happened."
Zhou En nodded and told them everything: how he had joined the Fighting Club, how Li Hui of the Li family had set his sights on him, how he had been expelled from school, and so on.
After listening to Zhou En's account, Father Zhou and Mother Zhou both frowned deeply.
"You mean the principal hired you for a monthly salary of fifteen hundred?" Mother Zhou asked.
"Yes." Zhou En lowered his head, not daring to look at his mother again.
A salary of fifteen hundred without social insurance and housing benefits could only be called a subsistence allowance, and anyone living on such an allowance would choose not to buy insurance.
So when they got sick, they had no money for treatment. This was also the sorrow of many people at the bottom of society.
"Heh. Zhou En, if you had managed to finish college properly, you could at least have earned three thousand a month, plus social insurance, housing benefits, and bonuses. Now you can only get fifteen hundred."
Father Zhou could not help sneering.
Mother Zhou said, "Don't mock the child."
Father Zhou pondered for a moment. "Dad has a suggestion. Go back and repeat your senior year of high school. At worst, your mother and I will support you for another four years."
"At least then you won't come out only to live on a subsistence allowance." It was clear that Zhou En's father had a sharp tongue but a soft heart. He still cared deeply about Zhou En.
Zhou En fell