147 If you don't want face, don't ask for it
The girl's little face was also angry, she had wanted to speak for a long time, if it weren't for her boyfriend who stopped her from talking nonsense for fear of offending people.
After listening to Xue Shi'an's nonsense just now, he was so angry that he would rather offend people and say the last sentence.
Her words were like unzipping the chatterbox, and several people around couldn't help but start talking.
"yes, who does that man think he is? Others don't want to work with him, and they still talk about it. Neurotic, huh? ”
"Tsk, isn't the basic salary of 3,000 remarkable? Even in Luoyun City, there are more good jobs than this, right? Where did this superiority come from? ”
"Ouch, you forgot that he wanted to ask other girls for contact information at the beginning, eighty percent of them fell in love with other people, hahaha~"
"Isn't it? Isn't he his girlfriend next to him? Holding the one in your arms and looking at the others? What a scumbag! ”
"Hahaha, look at the girl next to him, her face is really ugly!"
"Oh yes, that woman was screaming, right? Without quality, it's really unbearable. ”
"Anyone who can insult other people's professions at will, IMHO, is garbage."
At this time, it is the peak time when there are many people, and the surrounding area is almost full.
So the conflict that Lin Yu had just now at the table could be seen by the people around him, but because of his quality, he didn't speak.
But it's one thing to hold back, it's another to hear. Right and wrong, black and white, everyone has a scale in their hearts.
A faint smile rose at the corner of Mr. Yan's mouth, and he said to Xue Shi'an: "You should hear everyone's words quite clearly, right?" ”
Xue Shi'an's face was pale, and it was really the first time he had experienced being ridiculed by so many people.
But he was scolded like this and left, so does he still want to be a man?
It's all Lin Yu's woman, if he hadn't seen her, he wouldn't have thought of coming over to talk.
And that woman, wouldn't it be nice to get acquainted with him?
Obviously, he still thinks that people who play with Lin Yu will not achieve anything, and their income will definitely be very low.
"Am I wrong? You've been writing novels for years, haven't you? You've been writing for more than half a year when I met you, so what? You don't even earn a thousand. What is there to be proud of? ”
He glanced at Lin Yu with disdain, and then turned his gaze to Bai Yiyang, looking like he didn't have much patience.
"Beauty, I'll talk to you well and give you a better job, isn't that because you look good? Otherwise, do you think I'll give you such a great opportunity? ”
Lin Yu rolled his eyes, almost angry.
Not to mention anything else, with the goddess's cooking skills, it is no problem to go to a good star-rated hotel to be a chef!
She was so angry that she didn't say anything for a while.
Bai Yiyang smiled faintly, very good, this guy has completely angered him. Since you don't want a face, don't ask for it.
"You said that if you mess with you, you will give me a basic salary of 3,000, and it is likely that you will get 10,000 after two years of hard work, right?"
"Well, yes, you're still young, you look like me, and you still have a lot of potential, how about it, think about it?"
Mr. Yan frowned, as if he wanted to persuade him.
Immediately, he saw Bai Yiyang snort coldly, stepped forward, and looked at Xue Shi'an with disdain.
"You're four or five thousand now, and you think you're very good, don't you?"
He took another step.
"Give me a basic salary of three thousand? Heh, what are you, three thousand want to please touch me? ”
Xue Shi'an watched her approach again, and he suddenly found that this tall beauty seemed to be taller than himself.
"I'm not writing books, but I'm freelancing. Although the monthly income is not very stable......"
Bai Yiyang stood in front of him, a forehead height higher than him, but he was extremely oppressive, and his cold eyes looked down on him, extremely sarcastic.
"But the lowest, it's also forty or fifty thousand. Labor and management pay more taxes than your salary. Oh, now, are you going to invite me again? ”