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He had seen this man when Mom's restaurant first opened.

But later, Mom said that this uncle was fired.

But why was he invited to Dad and Mom's wedding feast this time?

Although Shen Zhiyu was young, he wasn't stupid, knowing that this man was up to no good, he didn't treat him courteously.

Li Jun felt embarrassed being scolded by a child, he glared at them with a gloomy look before merging into the crowd and leaving.

"Zhiyu, who was that man just now?" Xiaomi, who had been a beggar before, was very alert to danger.

The vibe that man gave off was sinister, he definitely has ill intentions.

"His name is Li Jun. He used to work at Sanwei Residence, but he didn't last long."

"Ah?" Lin Zihan was a little surprised. Nowadays, the average monthly salary of ordinary people in Yan City is about one to two taels.

The wage of a cashier in a bigger shop would be a bit higher, perhaps one tael and four qian.