Chapter 12: Feedback to Master Zhou
Zhao Baoxuan's work was arranged like this.
Wang Cuiyu triumphantly folded his fingers to count the benefits: "Qingshan, this time it's really a triple win!"
The old one doesn't have to go back to the countryside, she can do her filial piety if she stays in the city, and the younger one works with acquaintances and earns a lot of money every month.
The most important thing is that this newly recognized distant relative, Xiao Zhang, is a high-quality son-in-law candidate from head to toe from the inside out!
Even if the old man said that he can't get married if he is not of the same generation, but people are divided into groups, and high-quality male friends are high-quality men.
Zhao Qingshan was happy: "It's okay now, the pie in the sky fell into Bao Xuan's arms." Wife, you've worked hard!"
The husband and wife were simply satisfied.
Zhao Baoxuan, who was happy, carried a big pie of nothingness, pulled Xu Nuoyan to walk around the street with her for a long time, and chose a few white-collar formal clothes.
These clothes are going to be tried on when I go back, but they don't meet Wang Cuiyu's aesthetic vision, and it's still a trivial matter to take them back and replace them, I'm afraid that I will have to take my mother to the street when I go out to buy clothes in the future.
Who asked her to swipe Wang Cuiyu's sub card now?
Xu Yuyan was depressed, this style is a middle-aged actress in the crew: "Xuanxuan, you look older than your Uncle Zhang now...... Hehe, you're not very old, your uncle is less than thirty years old, he doesn't look at his clothes, he only looks at his face, of course you're still young, hehehe. ”
This style is really tiring to look at.
Zhao Baoxuan was even more depressed: "If you don't take his clothes for me as a quilt cover, I won't just go with you!"
As long as she is still living under the residual authority of her own mother, the pleasures of traveling around the world, tasting food and watching beautiful scenery are destined to be unrelated to her.
Xu Yuyan shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, and shook the pot as usual: "...... Blame Brother Cheng!"
It's all to blame Xu Zhicheng, it's okay to let the architect with an annual salary of one million deign to repair the water tank for Fei Lengcui!
Otherwise, the shirt would not have been taken off and hung in Brother Cheng's office.
She was holding a cigarette at the time, and she didn't pay attention to it, just thinking that the shirt looked clean and comfortable to the touch, and it was Xiao Xuanxuan's favorite denim, which matched the denim skirt Xiao Xuanxuan was wearing.
Ay!
Zhao Baoxuan's heart ached: "It is estimated that my salary from two months of work is enough to buy him a shirt, which is really a wedding dress for others!"
From a budget of dozens of dollars for dry cleaning expenses to a compensation budget of hundreds of dollars, she had already admitted it.
As soon as I inquired about the price today, I immediately wilted.
After visiting a circle of luxury boutiques, Zhao Baoxuan felt more and more like a coolie selling to pay off debts, and she couldn't help but feel a little angry.
Xu Yuyan caused trouble, so he had to persuade him in turn: "Xuan, working with such a handsome, rich, talented and good-looking elder, you go to the Internet and post a post to ask, people must say that you saved the earth in your last life! Your Uncle Zhang is the rich boyfriend that female stars in our circle dream of!"
To paraphrase those people's theories, it is useless to dig archaeological pits even if they dig up to the emperor, and people can't jump up and marry you home to be the queen.
Having a rich husband or boyfriend who can be used to show is a sign of success at the moment.
Zhao Baoxuan waved his hand to correct: "Wei Bo (1) is not mine, it has nothing to do with me!"
She has a word of suffering.
She has had a phobia of women since she was a child.
In front of a photo or picture, she can also stay calm and talk eloquently.
In front of real people, she is still alive, and she can basically only do one thing - keep making trouble.
If it weren't for Wang Cuiyu's efforts to promote this job, Zhao Baoxuan would really not consider having anything to do with Zhang Wuwei.
First, she had a mess in front of Zhang Wuwei, and second, as long as Zhang Wuwei's eyes turned to her, she began to have inexplicable emotions, incoherent speech, and all kinds of wanted to beat people.
Occasionally taking a picture with Zhang Wuwei can't hide his little temper,
Working with Zhang Wuwei, she is afraid that she will look foreign every day!
It's melancholy.
Xu Yuyan's eyes rolled, and he thought of a good way: "Hehe, it's better to be ......" As soon as he opened his mouth, he was interrupted by a text message that he went to the crew to report to the crew, and he suddenly felt like he was on pins and needles, and he had no intention of comforting his girlfriend: "Xuanxuan, Sister Ping is chasing my life! Bye~"
The flatbread is bigger than Wang Cuiyu's.
Zhao Baoxuan looked at the big bags and small bags around her, gave up her plan to cut her hair, and went home directly.
My grandfather was still helping my parents in the store, and the house was quiet.
Zhao Baoxuan hurriedly went online to reply to Master Zhou.
Click into Master Zhou's dream interpretation column and see that her post has been refined by the administrator, and there are already more than 500 floors.
The content of the new post is similar to the previous night.
Zhao Baoxuan flipped to the floor where Master Zhou asserted that she had found a job in three days, and Aite wrote a reply below:
[Thanksgiving Master Zhou for his guidance//Gassho//Sun//Smiling face!! I got a job today, and I came to give feedback! Thank you so much!]
I thought about it and deleted thank you too much and clicked send.
She's being lost, and she thinks it's fake to thank you for a few words.
According to the rules of forum posting, it is enough to just report that you have found a job!
She had a hunch that this post would go crazy, after all, what Master Zhou said was accurate!
Later, she must be busy scrolling through posts and don't have time to move her nest.
Zhao Baoxuan replied to the post and went to the refrigerator to find food - every time she did things according to Wang Cuiyu's mood, she couldn't eat.
There are marinated and delicious beef, rice cake slices, and two tender green lettuces in the refrigerator, and I feel the urge to cook when I look at it.
Zhao Baoxuan cooked beef rice cakes according to the procedure of cooking instant noodles, and finally put a few lettuce leaves, looked at the beautiful color, and praised herself in her heart.
Eating depends on who you eat with and how you feel.
If you are picked on by the numbers, you can't swallow even the delicacies on the table.
Eat the homemade instant rice cake soup and sit back in front of the computer, and the post just now almost exploded:
[Congratulations to the young lady for getting a job!]
[Kneel and beg the young lady to take me fly!]
[Worship Master Zhou!]
[Ask the young lady to transfer my dream to Master Zhou!]
[Crying blood and begging Master Zhou to interpret my dream for me!Online and so on!]
There are hundreds of followers.
Zhao Baoxuan ignored it and posted a new post.
Title: [New Job Prospects]
Contents: [My daughter, I had a dream in the evening, I dreamed that the person I was going to hunt and kill in yesterday's dream wanted to marry me. What does this portend? Is it related to my new job? I beg Master Zhou to interpret my dreams for me!]
Tap your finger to finish sending.
She fell backwards, and a Ge You lay down on the swivel chair.
She didn't know if this dream was a dream or not.
On the way home, she encountered a big traffic jam, and she fell asleep in the Didi car for a short while.
It was in that short few minutes that she dreamed that Zhang Wuwei was wearing a festive red robe and reached out to remove her hijab.
Or the smile I knew that you were like this, making her feel that as a bride, she must have played some tricks to get married, and then she was debunked on the spot......
When she got out of the car, the embarrassment and anger brought by the dream had not disappeared.