"I will go back to visit my uncle this Saturday, but you'd better give this money to my uncle as soon as possible so that he can deal with it."
"I will go to the bank to transfer the money tomorrow. Although it is summer vacation now, I have to work and can't go home. The attendance bonus is one thousand yuan, and I can't let it go." Qu Xiuying took a tissue to wipe the tears from her face, and then said, "Actually, I have been thinking about taking a leave of absence. In order to work and earn money, I rarely go to class, and I have failed several subjects. It's just a waste of money to stay as a student without studying hard. I applied for a student loan, but now I think it's a waste. It's not worth it for a degree."
"That's the second thing I want to talk to you about. Starting from next semester, the premise of your part-time job is that it can't affect your class time. In other words, you have to quit three of the four part-time jobs you have now. I think you should just keep the job at the convenience store. Working four hours every night and eight hours on holidays is reasonable."
"Huh? Only one job? That won't do! My dad is in poor health. The last time he was diagnosed with a tumor, he needs surgery..."
"I'm here, so you don't have to worry about these things." Qu Yunhe looked at her and said calmly. "Your current task is to attend classes obediently, absorb knowledge diligently, and learn a skill. A degree is indeed useless, but knowledge is very important. It will determine whether the job will choose you or you will choose the job in the future."
"Is it that serious? Sometimes good grades don't necessarily mean you can get a good job." In this sluggish world, even people with a master's degree have the trouble of not being able to find a job.
"Indeed. So luck is also a kind of strength; and strength has always been the more the better, you don't deny it, right?"
"...Yeah." Nodding obediently.
"So, study hard. Since the family affairs cannot be solved in a short time, life must go on. The difficulties at home should not be an excuse for you to be lazy and give up, not to mention that I am here now."
Looking at her cousin's indifferent appearance, Qu Xiuying suddenly felt that the long list of troubles at home, the huge debts that were difficult to fill, and so many difficulties, seemed to be really not worth mentioning in front of her cousin.
Mingming, the cousin's situation is not much better than hers. I really don't know where her confidence comes from? Also, I haven't seen my cousin for a few years, how come she has changed so much?
In these years, what happened to my cousin except for a serious car accident that made her become like this? Mingming used to be a person who ignored people and locked herself in her room when she got home. She was a super lonely person!
"Sister, you have changed a lot, completely different from before. Did something happen to you?" I couldn't help but ask.
Qu Yunhe supported her chin with one hand, looked into the distance, and said in a very sighing tone:
"Isn't it? I have changed so much! In these years, too many things have happened, and I have become a different person... Believe me, I really don't want it to be like this, but everything is like this."
"Ah?" Qu Xiuying had a question mark on her face.
"In a word: things are impermanent, you have to accept your fate." She sighed sadly.
Qu Xiuying had no idea how to respond, so she had to shut up and stare blankly at her cousin who looked so disappointed, but even when she was disappointed, she looked so beautiful.
She couldn't help wondering in her heart: Strange, why didn't I think my cousin was pretty before? But now, she found that her cousin looked pretty no matter how she looked without makeup on her face, and there was also an indescribable charm. No, it was not the kind of feminine charm, but a kind of momentum. It's hard to say what it is. In short, it's like handsomeness, like chic, and there is a kind of clean and neat refreshing feeling. Anyway, it's hard to describe. It can only be said that those unspeakable temperaments make her look very beautiful, and the beauty is very inherent. It is not just the appearance of beautiful facial features; if it is just beautiful on the surface, without other temperaments, it can only give people a thin feeling, and there is no depth.
It turns out that charm is never just about having good-looking facial features, nor can it be decorated with makeup.
Qu Xiuying had never been obsessed with worshipping anyone, including popular idol stars, but now, when she stared at her cousin, blushing and her heartbeat involuntarily, she thought, maybe she was experiencing what it means to worship...
her cousin is really, so handsome!
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Zhang Xinyu was bored playing with the iPad in her hand. After playing a few games she often played, she looked at her watch impatiently, pouted her lips, and rolled her eyes. Although she was angry, she had no choice but to choose a movie to play and watch to kill time.
Less than ten minutes into the movie, she finally couldn't help but ask the person across from her at the table:
"How long will we have to wait? I'm hungry. I'm starving!"
"Don't talk about life and death all the time." The beautiful middle-aged woman sitting on the other side of the table frowned slightly, looked at her spoiled daughter with a bit of condemnation, and said, "We agreed to meet at twelve o'clock, and it's only eleven fifty-five now. Your brother is not late, it's us who are early."
"But I'm hungry."
"You slept until nine-thirty in the morning and had breakfast at ten o'clock. How can you be hungry now? Don't always make trouble. Can't you get along well with your brother?" the beautiful middle-aged woman asked with a sigh.
"How could I be causing trouble! How dare I cause trouble to your most precious son! You said there was a dinner party, didn't I come obediently? Isn't that enough?!"
"Zhang Xinyu, watch your tone. What did I teach you? Which lady from a noble family would talk like you?"
"I'm not a lady from a noble family! I don't have a rich father. Don't flatter me. I know myself very well and never daydream." Ignoring her mother's face that turned red and white with anger, which could not be covered even by heavy makeup, she lowered her head and watched the movie not very attentively. Although she habitually contradicted her mother verbally, she still sat obediently waiting for her brother, who was much more "noble" than her, to come, no matter how reluctant she was in her heart. The
middle-aged beautiful woman obviously understood her daughter's character very well. She was not born with a rebellious nature, but she had reached the rebellious stage of adolescence. If she didn't sing a different tune and talk back to her elders every day, she would feel uncomfortable. There was no point scolding her. The more she scolded, the more excited she became. She had no choice but to let her be. When she grew
up and became more sensible, she would be better. The more she scolded, the more rebellious her daughter became. Besides getting herself upset, she couldn't scold her obedient daughter. So she might as well just say a few words and forget it. Besides, they were out of town now, and she had finally made an appointment with her son to have dinner today. The beautiful middle-aged woman didn't want to ruin her good mood for the day by getting angry at her daughter.
Her son was her pride, her whole hope, and her everything.
In the eyes of the woman, her son had countless advantages. He was excellent and outstanding. He was the most outstanding young man she had ever seen. He should have stood at the highest point and been looked up to by the world!
It was a pity that she didn't give him a good background. Obviously, he should have been a child of destiny...
"Mom, Xinyun."
Just when the woman couldn't help but fall into the thought of aggrieved for her son again, the person they had been waiting for for twenty minutes arrived on time at twelve o'clock. The slightly cold voice came, and the woman immediately came back to her senses, a happy smile spread across her face, and she stood up hurriedly, ready to give her son a hug. She smiled and said,
"Xiao Zhao, you're here!"
Her son leaned back slightly, and although he accepted his mother's hug, he quickly helped his mother back to her seat, with a faint expression on his face, only maintaining a polite smile.
"Have you been here for a long time?"
"Not long, not long, we just arrived. Come, order whatever you want, don't starve!" Ever since her son arrived, the woman's heart and eyes were only on her son, and she could no longer care about anything else, including her little daughter who was watching a movie with a blank expression on her face, obviously accustomed to being forgotten. "
Has Xinyun ordered?" The man's name was Zhang Zhao. After taking the menu handed over by his mother, he did not order immediately, but asked.
"You order first, after you order, I can order." Zhang Xinyun curled his lips and said in a somewhat yin-yang tone.
Zhang Zhao glanced at her lightly, said nothing, and ordered a meal casually.
"My son and I have the same meal." The woman said directly without the waiter asking.
"What about this lady?" The waiter was about to hand over the menu.
"She eats the same, no need to ask. Serve the food quickly, my son's time is precious, he is very busy, he has no time to wait for the meal." The woman waved her hand and sent the waiter away. Without looking at her daughter, she smiled and said to her son: "Xiao Zhao, you have been back to China for almost three months. There are so many companies that want you to work. Have you made any decision in your mind? Or do you plan to start your own business? If that's the case, it's not bad. No matter what company you plan to start, there will be no problem. You have money, connections and so on." Her tone was full of confidence, even to the point of arrogance. Even her son and daughter couldn't help but glance at her; the meaning of that glance was hard to describe.
Ignoring his mother's excited and hopeful look, Zhang Zhao still looked light and affectionate, and said calmly: "I have been considering the possibility of starting a business, but after talking with several classmates who returned from studying abroad, I decided to accumulate some experience first and consider starting a business in a few years."
"They are them, you are you, can they be the same as you? You are different! No matter what you want to do, it's okay!" The woman said in a slightly higher voice.
The daughter sitting opposite the woman held up her iPad to cover her face which was constantly rolling her eyes, not wanting to get involved in this irrational conversation. The woman obviously didn't care about her children's silence, and she kept saying what she wanted to say, hoping that her son would listen to her and stand on the same front with her.
Zhang Zhao was used to enduring her mother's chatter every time he met her, and he didn't interrupt or pay attention to her, and just said what he wanted to say.
"I plan to work in Gaofeng Group."
It took less than a second from chattering to silence. It can be seen how powerful this sentence is.
The woman's face changed from red to white again, and finally, a touch of joy replaced the doubt in her eyes. She excitedly reached out and held her son's hand, and said with a little sob in her voice, as if she couldn't breathe:
"Have you... have you finally made up your mind?"
"... Yeah." He responded with a little hesitation.
"You've figured it out, that's great! Mom supports you! Two hundred percent support! If you need mom's help, just tell me, I'll do my best to help you!"
"Please, you can't steal the interview questions of a big company. There's no point trying your best, right?" Zhang Xinyu couldn't help but complain.
I don't know if the mother didn't hear her or was too lazy to pay attention to her. She just looked at her son, her bright eyes seemed to be filled with all her life's persistence and desire.
"As long as Lou Ran doesn't suppress you, you will definitely make good results in Gaofeng!" The woman's voice trembled with excitement, and her mind was already full of imaginations of a beautiful future...
Hearing the name "Lou Ran", Zhang Xinyu instinctively shrank his shoulders, wishing he could shrink himself to be smaller than the iPad in his hand so that he could hide himself completely.
The two words "Lou Ran" were like Zhang Zhao's taboo words, or should we say the keywords that triggered some of his emotions. Every time he heard them, his calm expression on his face cracked and he lost his proud calmness. Sure enough, he narrowed his eyes and said in a cold voice:
"Even if Lou Ran makes trouble for me and deliberately suppresses me, I will make him speechless."
He not only wants to make Lou Ran speechless, but also makes him unable to ignore his existence!
Lou Ran will eventually know that he, Zhang Zhao, has never been worse than anyone else!
In fact, he is better!
He will definitely make Lou Ran admit this!
He, Zhang Zhao, is better than Feng He who has been dead for two years!