Anna, who was wearing a straw hat and lambskin gloves, turned around and shook her head as Backlight walked towards her cousin.

"I'll borrow your phone." He doesn't want to save the country, he wants to call Mo Yan directly!

"It was confiscated by my mother."

"What? I mean, why? He slowed down his overly startled voice.

"Because the game was overtimed, I spent too much money on props."

"......" Wang Chengyou was stunned. After a short pause, he came up with a new idea, "Anna, do you want to go around the neighborhood?" Nearby towns? Church? Mall? Attractions? ”

"Do you have a driver's license?"

One sentence choked Wang Chengyou to death. He is not yet old enough to get a driver's license, and there are no ride-hailing services nearby. Wang Feng, who is almost a year older than him, is also a person without a driver's license, they want to go out, it is indispensable to beg adults, once they beg adults, the idle panicked mother will inevitably accompany him, once his mother accompanies him, where will he have the opportunity to call Mo Yan!

Alas.

If you want to contact individuals, you can't get in touch, is this still a modern society?!

…… I am Wang Chengyou's dividing line that has nothing to do......

On the new Monday, Mo Yan went to work as usual.

The 5th is the day of payroll, pinching her fingers to calculate, last month, she worked 12 working days in Qingfeng Studio, but her salary was as much as 4,000 yuan, and she suspected that the financial lady had miscalculated. This made her both happy and worried. The good thing is that the financial pressure has been reduced by a small part, and the worry is that I am afraid that I will be reluctant to leave the fragrant cake of Qingfeng at that time.

At noon, with inexplicable melancholy, she went to the Star Tea Shop.

It's only been 2 days, and she has faded her mind to find Xingchen to hold her accountable and settle accounts. Probably because she learned about Wang Chengyou's situation from Joey and Aunt Zhu one after another, which made her go from temporary disappointment to complete despair.

Since that person despised himself so much, and had nothing to do with him, even if Xingchen had ulterior motives for him, what did it matter to her!

She went to the Star Tea Shop, all because of the stupid things she did when she filled in the volunteers, and the heavy financial pressure that came with it.

Pushing the door into the store, Zhang Xinyue was very happy that a new customer came: "What to drink?" The owner recommends avocado banana juice. ”

Mo Yan looked at Zhang Xinyue, who didn't know her, and thought, in fact, if she became like this, I was afraid that she would be happier. If you successfully recommend a cup of avocado banana juice, you will be happy for a long time.

Mo Yan nodded at her.

Unexpectedly, someone suddenly pulled at her face: "Die long, it's a shame to waste!" Sister Xiaozhang, she was joking with you just now, she loves watermelon juice the most. ”

Xingchen hooked Mo Yan's neck, and his arm secretly exerted force, forcing her to nod.

Zhang Xinyue shrugged and began to squeeze watermelon juice.

Breaking free from the stars, Mo Yan stood in front of the counter, flickering his eyes to look at Xinyue who was methodically squeezing juice, and said cautiously: "Store manager, do you still need employees?" ”

"Are you unhappy with Tang Wenhao?" Xingchen interjected, his voice slightly cold.

Mo Yan glanced at him, didn't answer, and continued to look at Xinyue on the operating table: "Do you want it?" The kind that is obedient, diligent and hardworking? ”

Xingchen grabbed Mo Yan and looked directly into her eyes: "I'll ask you." Well? Not happy to do it? ”

Xinyue pushed a glass of freshly made watermelon juice in front of Mo Yan, and said with a smile: "You have to answer him obediently, he is the executive director of the store." ”

Mo Yan had to look back at Xingchen, and sighed before speaking: "It's not that I'm unhappy, it's just that there are rumors in the company that Mr. Wen likes me." Mr. Wen didn't embarrass me, but I personally felt that it was awkward to continue to do it. So, I'm going to do it on the 13th, leave my job and change jobs. ”

After the 13th, she is no longer a child laborer.

Xingchen relaxed, put the gloves on his hands, grabbed the mop and began to mop the floor, mopping and persuading: "Isn't it good to stay at home honestly?" Is it necessary to run around on a hot day to earn that little money, but also to cause gossip and affect the mood? ”

"You don't have to, you can live by cheating. I'm not as capable as you, and I still have tuition for me to raise. ”

Xingchen straightened up, supported the mop handle, and took off his chin to Mo Yan: "Is your mother a decoration?" Does she care about tuition? ”

To Xingchen's surprise, Mo Yan's arrogance suddenly disappeared, he lowered his head, and didn't scold him again.

"How much is your tuition?"

“……”

Mo Yan didn't answer Xingchen, but left a 20 yuan note, and left a back - she took the watermelon juice and turned around and left the Xingcha shop quickly. That back image escaped.

The stars poked at her sore spot.

Her tuition!

Not thousands, not more than 10,000, but, 28,000!

Mo Jielian had already actively inquired, and now the tuition fees for college students are mostly between 5,000 and 12,000, and she prepared for Mo Yan's tuition fees according to the highest amount. Mo Yan could only stand aside with a weak heart and listen to her eyebrows fluttering, and she didn't dare to tell her the truth, 12,000, not even half was enough!

Originally, with the 6,000 a month internship salary that Qingfeng gave her, she didn't have to tell Mo Jielian the truth, she just made up for the missing half. Can...... The plan can't catch up with the changes, and yesterday Aunt Zhu said that she split her head and covered her face, which triggered her young and vigorous self-esteem and made her have the idea of leaving the nest of right and wrong.

What supported her willfulness was the 50,000 yuan painting fee paid by the former writer. I don't know how the writer will feel when he finds out.

After running out of the Xingcha shop, Mo Yan, who had nowhere to go, continued to go back to her work position to draw a playbed with the melancholy that she had nowhere to tell.

It's been a good week.

Mo Yan, who has made up his mind and the interpersonal burden has disappeared, has a more harmonious relationship with his colleagues.

Due to her limited knowledge, she didn't make a refreshing design, but she was unanimously recognized for optimizing other people's designs and color schemes.

Wenhao traveled one after another during this week, and his time in the company did not exceed one day, and in that only one day, he did not have any intersection with Mo Yan. Mo Yan was a little skeptical that his decision to leave was too reckless.

In the blink of an eye, on Friday, after lunch, Mo Yan thought that because he cherished the last thing in his heart, he had not patronized the Xingcha shop for three or four days, and was thinking about whether to take a walk after dinner, Secretary Tong walked up to her with a gentle smile.

"Hello, do you know my other identity in the company?" Secretary Tong tilted his head and asked Mo Yan cutely.

Mo Yan shook his head.

"God-mother-"

Mo Yan was confused.

"It's usually like this, you give me a hint and I can guess your recent wishes, or even, your long-cherished wishes."

Mo Yan naturally didn't believe it.

A group of colleagues passing by showed interested expressions and watched curiously. Mo Yan wanted to withdraw and go to the Xingcha shop, but it was impossible.

"Try it!"

"Mo Yan, give her a hint."

"I'm looking forward to it."

There was a sound of encouragement all around.

Mo Yan's heart moved.

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