Lu Mingqiao silently gave Jiang Chen a thumbs up, doing a good job.

People like Ji Xiao really don't deserve to keep their thousands of dollars in her mobile phone to occupy memory.

Even if he didn't delete it, she planned to delete it.

"I don't interfere with you in other relationships, but I don't like this person." Jiang Chen said.

"I understand." Lu Mingqiao nodded.

"I don't like it when he says you're a scumbag." He doesn't like anyone to denigrate her.

My heart suddenly warmed, it turned out that this was what he cared about.

"Brother, have you ever thought about changing jobs?" Lu Mingqiao asked.

"Do you hate the work I do?"

"No, I didn't mean that." Lu Mingqiao simply thought that young people should find a job that they could do for a long time, but after thinking about it again, people who get up early and are greedy in the lattice room every day must be better than those Jiang Chen do?

The answer is not necessarily, there are thousands of differences between white-collar workers and white-collar workers, there are four or five thousand grinding hours a month, and there are forty or fifty thousand a month, so why should people with a salary of four or five thousand yuan look down on delivery men who earn more than 10,000 yuan a month?

"I can change it for something else." Jiang Chen said.

At the beginning, after dropping out of high school, I really couldn't find a better job, so I could only start as a delivery man, and later after graduating from graduate school, my grandmother's body became more and more inseparable from people, so I simply did these things first, which can not only take care of the elderly, but also make money, but it is not very decent, which is why he has not planned to find a girlfriend.

Who wants to be with someone who has no future?

But if Lu Mingqiao dislikes it, he is willing to try another job, it turns out that there is a person who loves each other, and he has the courage to fight against the world.

"Chenchen, I don't mean to dislike your work, I'm thinking that people like you must have a job that is more suitable for you and a salary that better matches your salary."

"I know, I'll look for it after the New Year." Jiang Chen said with a smile.

The sun's rays shone through the glass, and even his eyelashes appeared unusually clear, and his eyes were bright and clear.

Lu Mingqiao suddenly felt that she felt a little uncomfortable and couldn't bear to let such a beautiful person accommodate herself to find a job that was not suitable for him.

Everyone's life is like a ship that has set sails, how easy is it to ask others to change direction at will?

In a relationship, the adjustments made by the weaker partner in order to match the stronger partner are actually unfair to the weaker person.

"No need to look for it, it's good like this, I have time to deliver with you in the future, none of us should change our respective trajectories, just do what we are familiar with."

"My sister thinks that I have nothing but beauty?" Jiang Chen asked.

Lu Mingqiao wanted to say yes, but his beauty could be realized in minutes, but he just disdained it.

After being silent for a few seconds, Lu Mingqiao comforted and said: "Although beauty is a bit miserable as a one-way output, don't you have me now?" Add me, we're the king! ”

"And will you pick up the bottle with me?"

"Of course, I do."

"Sister, don't worry, I won't let you go through the garbage with me, I'll go back and get my resume." Jiang Chen packed up his lunch box.

Jiang Chen's attitude seemed to be very persistent, and he didn't seem reluctant, so Lu Mingqiao didn't want to say more.

After all, he's only 25 years old, and there's still a chance for trial and error.

When he went downstairs with his bag on his back and walked out of the revolving door of the hall, he collided with Ji Xiao, who was running out of breath.

When the predecessor and the current meet together, it is narrow, and the road is very narrow.

"Little white face, soft rice man! Don't go! Ji Xiao blocked Jiang Chen and crossed in front of him.