Chapter Seventy-Three: The World of Flowers

Every time the three of them sit together, they will imagine the future, especially Guo Siyu, looking forward to having their own house in five years, marrying her boyfriend and living a better life.

Qian Lailai really didn't expect that she would be able to afford to rent a one-bedroom apartment on the edge of the Third Ring Road so soon, and this year's life is actually turning upside down, so she is also thinking about her next goal.

Is it 100,000 fans of the official account, or marry yourself before the age of 30, or earn tens of thousands of yuan a month?

This year has changed rapidly, and she feels that the future is unpredictable, so it is better to calm down and work hard, and the most important thing is to eliminate all external interference.

The three of them went out to take a taxi to KTV, although Liu Wenshuai felt bored, but he could only accompany him, anyway, there were two Mai Ba, he just sat in the box and played with his mobile phone.

Qian Lailai had already purchased the singing tickets in a group, and after verifying with the front desk, the waiter led them to the private room. Although it is not expensive to buy singing in groups, they rarely come, she used to make a living, Guo Siyu is a poor student, don't look at living in Beijing, where the spiritual world is extremely rich, but they don't have many entertainment activities.

After 3 hours of singing, my voice finally smoked, but I was satisfied, regardless of whether the singing was good or bad, it was really decompressing to go to the KTV and roar.

In the evening, Liu Wenshuai invited the two of them to a buffet to celebrate that he got the offer from WH and started a new journey in the workplace.

The happy day flies by, and Qian Lailai took advantage of the holiday to meet with the readers of her official account, which she selected from the many readers who wanted to provide her own Beipiao story as the interview subject of her new article.

What I met in the morning was a woman who had drifted in Beijing for 20 years, Qian Lailai called her Sister Xia, Sister Xia is still unmarried, has a house and a car in Beijing, and now she has a successful career.

The two of them made an appointment in the restaurant, chatting while having lunch, she originally wanted to invite Sister Xia to dinner, but Sister Xia refused to say anything, and rushed to pay.

In fact, Sister Xia's love life is very simple, but the history of entrepreneurial struggle is very exciting, it is not easy for a woman to have today's achievements on her own, Qian Lailai admires it very much.

"Sister Xia, can I write all of this in the article?" After all, it is someone's privacy, and she must confirm it.

"Of course, I told you that you were asked to write it. She replied cheerfully.

It turns out that there are many people like her, who need a tree hole to vent their inner emotions.

In the afternoon, she made an appointment with a girl, who was about the same age as her, and this girl had a good job in Beijing that everyone envied, but there was also a secret that no one knew, that is, she was actually a junior.

Although Qian Lailai doesn't want to write too much about curiosity or ruin, it is also good to be able to wake up others sometimes.

"Then do you think it's true love for that man?" the two sat in the café, and after listening to her story, Qian Lailai couldn't help but ask.

"I dare not say whether I love him or not, but if I have to part with him one day, I will die......," the girl whispered with her eyes down, clutching the coffee cup in her hand.

"Then if he was just an old man with no pennies, taking you to squeeze the bus and eat roadside stalls every day, would you be with him?" she couldn't understand her inner world, and continued to ask.

"Our feelings are not measured by money!" she said excitedly.

"Xiaolan, you are still young, you should see the reality clearly, you still have a great future, why waste your precious youth on impossible people......" Although everyone has their own ambitions, Qian Lailai still couldn't help but persuade.

Anyway, she said everything that should be said, but the girl has fallen too deep and can't listen to it at all. After being a confidant sister for an afternoon, she was tired enough, but it was still useless, so it was better to go home early to sort out the content of the interview.

Although they are all pseudonyms, they must be confirmed again with the parties concerned that there are so many people living in Beijing, and everyone is staging their own stories every day, although they are not exciting, they are very real, some are bitter and sweet, some are touching, and some are tear-jerking.

As soon as the stories of the two interviewees were released, they attracted a lot of heated discussions among readers, which made her public account a large number of new fans.