The moment Fu Meiling closed the door, Yingying suddenly understood that something was wrong with her mother, since last night, she has been smiling, like a dead tree in spring, and a long drought meets a rain. Could it be that she relived the dream with Zhou Yu again?

No, Zhou Yu's son has been with him last night, they can't always be shameless and mess around in front of their children!

The sound of the door lock opening, this time is estimated to be the babysitter coming to work. Yingying didn't want to talk to the nanny and turned around to go back to the room, but she heard Weiwei calling her behind her.

"Why are you here that you don't have to go to work?"

"You don't have to go to the company to prepare materials at home today, how are you, are you still used to living in our mother's house?"

"It's okay, it's quiet here."

Yingying's face couldn't help but be embarrassed. It is estimated that Weiwei came to visit her on purpose. The eldest sister Fei Fei is a big speaker, and she must have told Weiwei everything she said. Weiwei is preparing for a wealthy wedding, but she is going to divorce......

Yingying used to be proud like a princess, and Weiwei was just a rough girl in her eyes. Although she was secretly jealous of Weiwei's admission to a prestigious university, when it comes to the scarcity of style and appearance in the marriage and love market, Weiwei's prestigious university degree is nothing at all......

Ay! Now that the fate of the two sisters has reversed, she can only sigh in her heart.

"It's quite quiet here, and you can fall asleep quickly when you lie down, especially for people with sleep disorders. I was reluctant to move away, and I woke up every morning to the sound of birds, feeling that life was full of life and vitality. ”

"Our mother is not at home, do you want tea?"

Sleep disorders can be cured by silence and bird calls! Yingying changed the topic and went to the kitchen to make tea for Weiwei.

"No, I'll have to go back to work after I sit down."

Yingying made herself a cup of green tea, and looked at the tea tips dancing in the glass, her eyes a little confused.

"Second Sister ......"

"Huh?"

Yingying's eyes were still fixed on the tea leaves standing up in the teacup.

"What are your plans for the future?"

"Intended?"

Yingying raised her eyes, and at this time she had to seriously consider the question of the way out. After all, my mother's home is not a way out, and divorcing Ding Junhao also means that there is no financial source......

"Now I just want to divorce Ding Junhao. As for the divorce, I may find a job, I will definitely be able to support myself, and I will definitely be better off than I am now. ”

Yingying straightened her back, her gaze becoming serious.

"Second sister, I support you."

"Thank you, Vivi."

Yingying's eyes suddenly turned red.

As Vivi was about to leave, she glanced at the jacket on the sofa again, and felt that the men's jacket was a little familiar. Yingying hurriedly grabbed her coat and begged Weiwei to help return it to Zhuo Ran. Without waiting for Wei Wei to ask, Ying Ying hurriedly explained that when she went out to look for Wei Wei last night, she met Zhuo Ran at the door of Wei Wei's house and temporarily looked for Zhuo Ran's borrowed coat.

Wei Wei smiled and promised to help Yingying return her coat to Zhuo Ran. Seeing Wei Wei smiling, Yingying was anxious, and once again stated that she really happened to meet Zhuo Ran. At this time, the mobile phone she had been holding in her hand rang, and the two words Zhuo Ran on the mobile phone screen were extremely dazzling, and Yingying was so frightened that she immediately pressed the phone, for fear that Weiwei would not be able to explain it if she saw it.

"It's so annoying to have ad spam calls right now!"

Yingying mumbled and opened the door, and Weiwei walked out with Zhuo Ran's coat.

"Second sister, it's cooling, if you don't have enough clothes to bring, go to me and get two."

"No, I'm not going anywhere in the house."

Yingying tried her best to avoid suspicion. If someone finds out that she has a relationship with Zhuo Ran, I really don't know how she will suspect her divorce from Ding Junhao.

Sending Weiwei away, I always feel restless when I watch TV on my mobile phone, and I don't have any appetite for lunch at all. Listening to the nanny humming a little song in the kitchen to clean up, Yingying envied the carefree life of the nanny.

It's too painful to sit and wait for Ding Junhao to come back and divorce, it's better to find a job first, anyway, after the divorce, you have to find a job. Opening the mobile app to inquire about recruitment information, looking at the various job positions, Yingying was a little dizzy and didn't know what to do. The major of university is broadcasting and hosting, and at the end of the year, there is a lot of work as a host of various planning activities.

It's better to try it out with a temporary job as a moderator, and then find a job as an investment banking assistant or clerk to stabilize and slowly accumulate work experience, which will definitely get better and better in the future. Yingying immediately called Weiwei to ask for her thoughts.

"I went to the interview in the afternoon, and there is a planning company that wants to do Hanfu photography promotion at Christmas, and it is recruiting female hosts."

"In what position, regular?"

Weiwei handed the coat in her hand to Zhuo Ran, Zhuo Ran took the coat but had no intention of leaving, and looked at Weiwei as if she was waiting for her to finish calling.

"In Huanshi Avenue Investment and Finance Building, is the recruitment of a regular recruitment website informal?"

"I don't know about that. What time do you go in the afternoon? I'll drive you there. ”

"No, you're busy. I'm fine anyway, it's only half an hour to walk over, and they start the interview at 2 p.m. ”

Listening to Yingying's voice with a little excitement, it is estimated that she is not really polite to her. Vivian calmed down, told Yingying to wear more clothes, don't freeze on the road, and put down the phone. Raised his eyes and looked at Zhuo Ran, that means you still have something.

"Thank you, thank you!"

"It should be my second sister, thank you."

"You're welcome, no!"

Zhuo Ran smiled and said, turned around and opened the courtyard door of his house and walked in.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Yingying walked out of the elevator on the top floor of the Tourong Building on time. The elevator is facing a glass door, the silver crystal in the glass door is no one at the front desk, and the reflective pastel crystal plate on the background wall is embossed with several big characters of Korean entertainment advertising planning.

"Is there anybody, please?"

Yingying asked twice in a row, but no one answered, and was about to turn around to leave, when a thin man with long hair walked out of it.

"Who are you looking for?"

On the man's face with high cheekbones, a pair of narrow eyes looked Yingying up and down.

"I'm here to apply for the host."

Yingying was uncomfortable by the man's unscrupulous gaze, and couldn't help but wrap her wool cloak and jacket tightly.

"Then come in."

Yingying followed the long-haired man through the long hallway to the innermost office. It's not so much an office as a photo studio. In the space of about 30 square meters, a photographic background cloth hangs on one wall, and a 1.5-meter-long European-style iron frame bed is placed on the other wall, with a pink coral velvet blanket stacked on the bed, and several colorful pillows standing at the head of the bed.

By the window is a European-style desk, more like a dresser. On the table stood a cylindrical round mirror that could be flipped back and forth, reflecting the sunlight outside the half-hanging curtains, casting a spot of light on the wall.

"Oh, those are props for commercials."

The man found that Yingying was staring at the European-style iron frame bed with some doubts, and explained diligently.

"Please be seated."

The only thing that could sit in the room except for the chair behind the desk was the European-style iron frame bed.

"I can stand."

Yingying stood in front of her desk, her eyes moving from the pillar mirror to the makeup palette and hair-dressing tools laid aside.

"Okay."

The man flicked his long hair and leaned back in the chair, reached for the drawer, and pulled out a stack of forms and placed them on the table.

"You fill out these forms. We are a regular company, and the application process is relatively strict. ”

The man handed Yingying a carbon pen. Yingying took the pen, leaned down to fill out the form, stretched out her hands from under the cloak jacket, felt a little awkward, and simply took off the cloak.

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