"Good enough. Anyway, it's better than your mom's lousy wind chime workshop!"
Although Father Ye made it sound casual, the smug expression on his face gave him away completely.
"Oh, right, Xiao Yuan! Your second uncle got sick this time, so your mom and I discussed it and gave him ten thousand yuan as a gift."
"Your second uncle doesn't have a pension either. With just your cousin and his wife's meager salaries, it's really a little difficult for them to support a family of five."
Ye Yuan smiled bitterly. No one knew better than him what his father meant.
His second uncle had worked for him before, and he had even paid him a salary.
But ever since that incident of theft by someone entrusted with guarding the place, Ye Yuan had laid off several employees.
Since those people had all been brought in by his second uncle, his second uncle had been too embarrassed to stay any longer.
As a result, his second uncle's family income had dropped considerably.
Father Ye had complained to him about this more than once.
He had always wanted Ye Yuan to arrange another job for his second uncle. That would not only ease the pressure on his cousin and his wife, but also give his second uncle something to do.
Ye Yuan also knew that his father secretly gave his second uncle some money from time to time.
But because his mother kept a close eye on things, it was only a few hundred or a thousand yuan each time, which did not help his second uncle much.
Today, his father had used the gift money as an excuse.
In truth, he was still indirectly reminding Ye Yuan that his second uncle's family was struggling and asking him to find a way