Chapter 9: Vent your anger on yourself
Seeing the right time, Qiao Mingyue suddenly lifted her foot, and after avoiding Huang Xuan's stumbling block, she suddenly stumbled, and she didn't take a long step and fell down again, stepping on Huang Xuan's instep impartially.
"Ahh
Qiao Mingyue's heel is not too high, it is still a thick heel, but this strength is enough to make Huang Xuan hurt for a while.
She squatted down with her feet covered, her expression painful, as if it wasn't Qiao Mingyue who stepped on her, but slashed her leg.
Her screams drew a lot of colleagues.
"Let's go!"
An Yue glanced at Qiao Mingyue, she immediately understood, and the two of them quickly entered the elevator carrying red wine.
Let them say whatever they want, her reputation has been ruined, and explanations don't help much.
Stepping on her right should give yourself an outlet for evil.
Guan Shan didn't come back in the afternoon, and Qiao Mingyue sent a WeChat message to An Yue.
"Did you notice, Huang Xuan seems to be targeting me. ”
After Qiao Mingyue was transferred, An Yue's work became fuller, and she was too busy to stop her feet, but when she saw this information, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind.
"There are three reasons why a woman is embarrassed by a woman, one is that you are more beautiful than her, the second is that you robbed her man, and the third is that you owe her money. ”
“……”
Qiao Mingyue was speechless.
An Yue continued: "One definitely not, she feels very good about herself, and three doesn't seem to be, you shouldn't owe her money......"
"She's got a crush on the president?"
"I also have a crush on the president, why am I not jealous of you?"
"We are friends, you can take the opportunity of my transfer to get close to the president, so don't be jealous. ”
"Fart!"
……
After some discussion, Qiao Mingyue felt that Huang Xuan would target her only if she was sick.
When I was about to leave work, I received a call from home.
Qiao Mingyue would transfer 3,000 yuan to her family every month, and during this time, she actually forgot about it.
"I haven't turned around yet, I'll tell you something. ”
Qiao Mingyue's mother's voice came from the other end of the phone.
"You say. ”
Her heart tightened, and what her mother would tell her was usually only about money.
"The village raises funds to build roads, and each family will have to pay an extra 3,000 yuan, you see......"
"No, I only have three thousand. ”
"Mingyue, your monthly salary is so high, can't you give an extra three thousand?"
"I really don't have enough money this month. ”
Not only this month, but at least a year in the future will not have enough money, and she dare not tell her mother about it.
Seeing her refuse, her mother's tone was a little bad: "You kid, why are you so ignorant? ”
“……”
Qiao Mingyue pursed her lips, she was almost out of food.
The money that I had saved for a long time was used to buy that pair of unlucky rings, and I had to pay the rent for the next quarter in half a month, plus ...... She still owes so much money.
Kari only had 6,000, and he originally planned to give 3,000 to his family and pay 3,000 in rent, but he was completely exhausted.
"When will my money be returned?"
Overhead, the president's indifferent voice came from the top of his head.
The afternoon banquet was very boring, he left early, seeing that it was not yet time to get off work, to see what his little secretary was doing when he was not there.
Qiao Mingyue's body stiffened, she didn't know how long he had been standing at the door, she stood up and hid her phone silently.
"Don't worry, I'll be as soon as possible. ”
Guan Shan's expression was cold: "What do you take?"
The salary is paid by him, can't it be deducted from the salary every month?
Qiao Mingyue was so angry that she wanted to roll her eyes, but she couldn't.
She buried her head and took a deep breath, and then looked up and changed to a shallow smile: "Salary." ”
She couldn't count on her salary to pay the next quarter's rent, so she had to find another way.
When I returned to my accommodation, I passed a lively barbecue square, leaning against a wooden plank on the side of the road, with a blue poster on it.
"Beer sales, daily paychecks. ”
When Qiao Mingyue was in college, she did a lot of part-time jobs, such as tutoring, temporary translators, supermarket shopping guides, handing out flyers, etc., but those part-time jobs had to be booked for a long time before they could be queued...... She's short of money right now.
She glanced at the supper square, where many young girls in blue and white skirts were selling beer from table to table.
I thought about it all night, and the next morning I called the contact person for the beer sales and made an appointment to meet after work.
The interview venue was on the side of the road, and the beer manager surnamed Zhang was a pot-bellied man, and the short man smiled like a Maitreya Buddha when he saw Qiao Mingyue.