"Master Fuli, you're really something, talking about all this..." Hearing Master Fuli's grumbling, Wang Qiqi felt both amused and annoyed, "You don't need any seven social insurances and two housing funds; any hospitalization for you is completely free, and after a family member reimburses, it costs just a minimal amount."
"For anything you need, just write a report to the Security Bureau, wait for the application process to end, and the funds will be disbursed."
"Although our salary isn't high, everything regarding food, drink, housing, and transportation is covered. If Master Fuli participates in research projects, special funding can be approved, all in millions, tens of millions, to billion-level funds."
Seven social insurances and two housing funds might be high in private enterprises, but for Master Fuli, they're too small, incredibly small.
Within the Security Bureau, even though Master Fuli doesn't have a formal fixed position, his treatment reaches the level of a minister's, low cash but high security.
Master Fuli just needs to ask, and he'll have access to a residence in the Imperial Capital, a secretarial team, and a government car.
It's just that Sister Lin Fu is there, covering the Security Bureau's benefits with her own financial resources.
And some special fund applications, since Master Fuli himself isn't in a research institution, naturally go unused, similarly with the Security Bureau's top medical insurance card.
The Security Bureau gives Master Fuli thirty thousand a month, but Lin Bingyun adds fifty thousand emergency pocket money to Master Fuli's WeChat wallet every month.
Master Fuli hasn't even spent all the money in his WeChat wallet, so how could he know the Security Bureau deposits money into his bank card every month?
"Medical insurance can also cover family?"
Master Fuli asked with some confusion.
"I don't know about other departments, but in the Security Bureau, the frontline combat teams all have it; since they're risking their lives, it's only reasonable and relaxed in providing coverage," Wang Qiqi said.
"Hey! Imagine that, I happen to be the first good citizen at home paying for social security...."
Master Fuli chuckled and started teasing.
Ah Qing is a student, so naturally doesn't pay for social security, and Lao Deng and Chen Peipei are self-employed, so they wouldn't idle around to pay social security either; their money either goes into investments or banks.
The first one in Ah Qing's family to pay for social security happens to be the fox lounging in bed sleeping.
"Alright then! When I have time, I'll catch Liu Lingyu to come and tease them, fill their mouths full, have them inquire about the evil practitioners for us..."
"Whoever catches the evil practitioner first, I'll take them on as my spiritual disciple," Master Fuli patting his chest, said in a loud voice to Wang Qiqi.
"Then we'll have to trouble Master Fuli; meanwhile, any expenses can be reimbursed through a phone call, but remember the reimbursed items should be normal, don't report things like luxury items, mall venues, or supercars...."
Wang Qiqi seemed to remember something, reminding that Master Fuli's expenses might be normal.
But if he encountered Lin Ying and the others, Wang Qiqi is really worried one day Master Fuli would hand over a Bugatti purchase invoice for him to reimburse.
Ferrari and Rolls-Royce are also not acceptable.
Golden sunflowers would be the limit, any more outrageous, Wang Qiqi feared the examiner would stomp on his leopard tail and then yanked him by the neck for a beating.
The Security Bureau is certainly not a corporation; no matter how high the position level, economic benefits can't be infinitely high.
......
"Whimper~ whimper..."
After sitting for a while at the Security Bureau, Ansheng hummed a little tune, walked down the stairs back to the inpatient department, looked at the nurse sister at the front desk, whimpered to greet her.
"Good evening, Master Fuli. Just now Miss Ah Qing came to ask if they'd seen you. We answered by saying we took you to the nearby park to use the toilet."
The nurse sister crouched down and whispered, ready to align her story with Master Fuli to prevent Ah Qing from finding out and reporting the hospital afterward.
"Alright, thanks for the help. Feel free to drop by the school; my tea room has just been renovated...."
Ansheng thanked the nurse sister and strolled to Momo's room door, opened it, and walked in.
Inside, Yu Yu had stopped crying, clenched her fists with a face full of fighting spirit, raised them high, and shouted:
"Yes! He is gay!"
"I shouldn't be sad and cry for him; what I should do most is take revenge with a big stick and teach that dead gay a lesson. I want the best proctologist throughout Sichuan and Chongqing unable to fix his loose bottom!"
"???"
Just coming into the room, Ansheng looked bewildered at Yu Yu with raised arms, his face blank, retreating out of the room, closing the door, and squatting on the ground with his back turned.
"Goodness gracious..."
"Did I travel through time? Half an hour ago she was crying her heart out, and now she's a strong woman prepared to lock men up...
"I'm not even a year old, and somehow I feel like I have a generation gap with the younger folks."
Master Fuli's mouth was grumbling, but his little fox face was filled with a schadenfreude expression.
"Where do you think you're going? This is a hospital. Little foxes can't run about."
Ah Qing opened the room door, caught the little fox in her arms like scooping a moon from the sea, carried him back to the room, turned around, pinned him on the bed, and checked his little fox belly and paw pads for any ticks.
The park grass has plenty of ticks; every time Ah Qing takes Xiaolan to the park for a stroll, she checks the little fox's undercarriage for any repairs needed.
Time gradually passed.
It was 9:43, and Ah Qing and others prepared to say goodbye and return to the dormitory because they had classes at 6 in the morning.
Returning to the dormitory now, it would be nearly eleven; they really couldn't stay up at the hospital with Momo all night.
"No way, I want to stay with Momo. She's the one closest to me in the entire dormitory...."
Ah Qing looked exasperated, staring at the little fox claws clutching the sheets unwilling to go home.
"Momo isn't restricted in movement, she doesn't need you to stay at the hospital to give her freedom...."
Ah Qing painstakingly tugged, carrying the fox away, while Momo cheerfully sat on the bed watching, and then kneeled on the bed making a gesture for a hug.
Momo's teasing made Ah Qing roll her eyes intensely.
"Naughty Xiaolan, it's time for bed at home! Think about how your Aunt Momo used to unbutton your shirt, if you stay in the hospital, she'll even peel off your little buttons...."
Ah Qing was grumbling, but she inwardly found it quite amusing.
Usually not very affectionate with Momo, Xiaolan was so concerned during Momo's illness and hospitalization.
Ah Qing was very curious now, if she ever got sick and lay in bed with a cold and fever, would the little fox run to the cafeteria to get her a meal combo?
Ah Qing really wanted to try.
But in reflection, the number of times she's been sick seems countable; the only hospital stay was due to accidentally stabbing her finger with adrenaline.
Cold and fever... it seems it only happened once when she was around five or six years old.
"Hello! Same-city express delivery...."
"Requested for quick delivery by a certain lady, said it was for the little fox in the dormitory as a midnight snack."
Ah Qing just sat down in the dormitory, hadn't even taken a sip of water when there was a knock on the door; a man wearing the delivery platform uniform from the logistics support team came in, carrying a packed hotpot set in one hand and freshly killed mouse striped bass and lobster and cola in the other, spoke up.
"Uh?"
Ah Qing was taken aback, face full of question marks as she turned to look at the long-stretching and lazy little fox on the floor arching himself into a semicircle:
"Xiaolan...."
"Did you go out conning meals again?"
Tang You and Lingren looked peculiar, also turned their gaze to the little fox, recalling a time in the southern foot when Xiaolan was dissatisfied with the food, and loaded up a car full of seafood.
"Whimper?"
I? What did I do again?