Chapter 92: Men Don't Matter
At dinner, Shi Xiaoai's mood was still a little low.
Jasmine gave her a piece of ribs that were a little fat, and she didn't look carefully before sending it to her mouth, chewing it a little greasy after two bites, and then resting it on the plate.
Doudou also noticed it, and was about to ask, but was stopped by Jasmine.
I only heard Jasmine say, "Do you know who sent Feng Zhuen back just now?"
"Who?"
"Zhao Jing. β
"She bought a car?"
Doudou's slightly exaggerated tone finally caught Shi Xiaoai's attention.
Shi Xiaoai said with disgust: "In these years, the car is not expensive, you can also buy it." β
"Zhao Jing's car is not cheap. If I'm not mistaken, that brand has at least 200,000. β
Jasmine continued to gossip: "She's a second-hand car. If it's a new car, it starts at 300,000. β
"How do you know?"
"It wasn't raining last Wednesday morning, and I came out of the subway station to meet her. She also gave me a ride. I asked her why I hadn't seen her drive before. She said that she just got her driver's license and bought a second-hand practice car so as not to bump into her own heart. β
I don't believe it: "If it's really for saving, why don't you buy a scooter for more than 100,000 yuan?"
"They do sales, they often go out to meet customers, and the faΓ§ade is still very important. β
Shi Xiaoai put down her chopsticks and said with emotion: "To be honest, Zhao Jing has changed more and more, especially after starting to be in charge of the pilot project independently, she is becoming more and more stylish. Sunan is probably about to give her a promotion. β
"I think her makeup has been going more and more of a strong woman lately. Jasmine agreed with Shi Xiaoai's statement, "When I opened the car door that day, I almost recognized her as Mr. Jin at first sight." β
Shi Xiaoai thought for a moment and nodded: "Don't say it, her dress is indeed a bit like Mr. Jin." It used to be more youthful, but now it's more stable, and it's becoming more and more similar. β
Jin Ruisha and Zhao Jing's sister have a relationship, and I heard Shi Xiaoai and Jasmine talk about it.
The three of them thought of this at the same time, and they all fell silent.
If it weren't for the previous incident, Jin Ruisha would have liked Zhao Jing, who worked hard like her.
Zhao Jing is different from Feng Zhuen, she didn't have that luck, it was not easy to go all the way, and she gradually gained a firm foothold in the ups and downs.
Speaking of which, Shi Xiaoai admired her even more.
Feng Zhuen is indeed likable and enviable, but it is a minority of the few, and it belongs to someone else's life.
Zhao Jing is like this, which can make people have a sense of identity, and they can always see their own shadow in her.
Doudou continued to exert his brain-opening characteristics, and suddenly asked a question: "You say, Feng Zhuen and Zhao Jing, aren't these two awkward when they get along now?"
The topic turned a little bigger, although it was still the same few people who were talking.
Shi Xiaoai and Jasmine reacted for a while, and then they realized that she meant that Zhao Jing liked Sunan.
"It's just rumors, after all. Shi Xiaoai said.
Jasmine gave a completely different answer: "Sunan is not that important. β
Curious about the solution, but if you think about it, it makes sense.
Feng Zhuen is no different person, and Sunan may just be a brilliant stroke in her brilliant achievements.
And Zhao Jing, the accumulation of years will make her realize that a man who doesn't love herself really doesn't have a handy, well-paid, and very satisfying job.
Doudou picked up the cup, the other two understood, and the three of them clinked glasses.
"Men, it doesn't matter!"
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At this moment, the classmate Sunan, who is defined as unimportant, is eating a boxed lunch in his office. Jiujiu Library
Feng Zhuen accompanied, sat on the ground, and from time to time sandwiched the celery he didn't like to eat into the Sunan bowl.
Sunan took it all and threw it directly into his mouth, not forgetting popular science: "Celery is good for lowering blood pressure." β
"What did your dad say?"
"It's common sense. β
"Does Dad Su like to talk about medical knowledge at home?"
"Nope. He said enough at school. β
Feng Zhuen patted his chest: "That's good." β
"Are you worried about married life?"
Hearing this, Feng Zhuen almost bit his tongue, so nervous that he didn't know where to put his eyes.
"Hahaha," Sunan smiled proudly, he already knew that marriage was the weakness of his little girlfriend, and he used it to tease her from time to time.
He didn't worry about the backfire, anyway, Feng Zhuen's fear of marriage was very heavy, and it wouldn't be worse.
Sunan intends to subtly dispel her concerns.
Hey, I don't know if I'm really old, but I'm very sure about this relationship.
Although it is not a love that is dead and alive, but there is a desire to continue.
"My dad is busy with work, and my mom is a self-indulgent type. So, I grew up in free-range, and it was all up to me to be so good. β
Feng Zhuen had just eaten a mouthful of food in her mouth and forgot to chew it, she looked at Sunan in shock, feeling that her Taoism was still too shallow, it turned out that she needed to be so cheeky when she was young.
Sunan continued to chatter: "My dad will definitely be rehired when he retires, so they should always live in the current house." It was the school's family home, all old neighbors, and they lived comfortably. β
"I know that the location is good, and the housing is super expensive. β
"I plan to redecorate them in two years and replace the furniture and appliances with more suitable for the elderly. β
"You can find a designer. I used to watch a TV show in Japan about the renovation of old houses. From the height of the furniture to where the switch is placed, the color tone and air circulation must also be considered. If we don't have a suitable designer here, we can spend more money to find one in Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou. β
"You are very experienced in decorating. β
"Of course, our classroom ......"
Feng Zhuen suddenly stopped talking in the middle of speaking, and cautiously glanced at Sunan who was immersed in eating, hoping that he didn't care.
"Knock knock" Suddenly someone knocked on the door, Feng Zhuen thought: What a savior.
But no one came in for a long time, and she was a little surprised, this is not the style of everyone in the sales department.
Sunan already knew who it was, and shouted, "Please come in." β
Someone pushed the door in, and it turned out to be Lyle.
He was a little embarrassed when he saw Feng Zhuen sitting on the ground.
Feng Zhuen was stunned for a second, then instantly adjusted his smile, picked up the fruit box in his hand, and asked, "Do you want to eat?"
"Thank you. β
Sunan asked him, "Haven't gotten off work yet?"
"Leave right away, see that the lights are still on in your office, and come and say hello. β
"Okay, let's go back early. Your family has been busy lately. β
"It's fine. Then I'll go first, bye-bye. Lyle waved his hand at Feng Zhuen again, and then closed the door gently.
Estimating that the person had already gone away, Feng Zhuen sneered: "It's only been a few months, and I haven't given birth, how busy can I be?"
Sunan knew she hated Lyle and explained, "I heard that his wife had a bit of a bad pregnancy reaction and could barely eat anything. β
"Ahh β