No amount of kindness can attract Zheng Yue to waste like this, and the patience of Yang Xin and Leng Yan has come to an end.

"Do you think it's so easy to find a job, you can't find a good job at all." Zheng Yue's tone was aggrieved, and her eyes turned red again. "I had a hard time finding my previous three jobs."

That being said, Zheng Yue's crying appearance has already made several people accustomed to it these days.

Now looking at Zheng Yue crying, Leng Yan, Yang Xin and Murong Qiao, who was standing on the side and didn't speak, glanced at each other one after another, and they all saw the thoughts in each other's hearts.

No waves.

Seeing Zheng Yue crying and crying, it was as familiar as the previous dismissal, but Leng Yan and Yang Xin didn't comfort each other kindly anymore and said that they wanted to help her.

Experience teaches.

Zheng Yue covered her face and cried, learning the same as last time, but after half a day, no one could comfort her.

She was a little flustered, and then she heard Murong Qiao's voice.

"Since you can't find a job, I can recommend one to you." Murong Qiao finally spoke up.

She hadn't spoken until this scene.

"Work?" Zheng Yue looked up at her with some surprise in her eyes.

If you look closely, you can see from the depths of Zheng Yue's eyes that she is not willing to work, but just wants to enjoy a carefree life in vain.

It's a pity that people always have to get out of their comfort zone, and Zheng Yue has to go out now.

Murong Qiao said that she wanted to recommend a job to Zheng Yue, so she gave Zheng Yue an address.

It was Nankang's company, and now it is hiring.

Zheng Yue now understands that even if she is unwilling, this is the last chance. It was definitely impossible to expect Leng Yan and Yang Xin to continue to raise her, Zheng Yue had no choice but to accept Murong Qiao's kindness and come to the company that the other party said.

The company in front of me is luxurious, and even the name is glittering with gold, as noble as money. Even the cars parked at the door are hundreds of thousands, the kind that can make Zheng Yue's heart jump when they touch it.

"Hello, are you interviewing here?" Zheng Yue walked into the company nervously and timidly asked the front desk staff.

When the front desk heard the voice, he glanced up at Zheng Yue, and his eyes suddenly became disdainful when he came into contact with the other party's slightly shabby dress, but he still maintained his good professionalism.

"Yes, please wait in the third room on the left hand side of the first floor." The front desk informs you of the information.

During this time, the company was in a recession, and many people resigned and left, so they had to temporarily recruit a group of fresh blood to top.

Zheng Yue walked towards the corresponding room according to the route, and as soon as she pushed the door open, she saw many people sitting inside, she was a little scared in her heart, but she still mustered up the courage to find a place in the corner and sat down.

She didn't expect Murong Qiao to recommend a job like this, Zheng Yue only thought it was that kind of part-time job at first, such as working in a restaurant to serve dishes, or going to work as a temporary worker.

But seeing that she was surrounded by people in formal attire such as suits, this made Zheng Yue even less confident.

She only wore a white skirt that she thought looked the best today, but this skirt was also an old model from a few years ago, and it was useless except that it was washed clean, and it was put on Zheng Yue's body to make her whole person have a completely different sense of embarrassment from the people around her.

Zheng Yue didn't remember when she went in, and the only impression in her mind was that she was so helpless in the face of HR that she spilled the cup of hot water.

"Sorry, you don't meet our requirements." HR politely rejected Zheng Yue.

The interview really failed, and Zheng Yue was not surprised at all.

She forced a smile as she walked out of the interview room, unable to tell what she was thinking.

The eyes around her were like sharp blades, shooting straight at her, driving one bloody hole after another into her body, exposing her embarrassment to everyone.

Zheng Yue quickened her pace and left here, ran to the bathroom in one go, and hid in a small space without speaking for a long time.

"Is anyone in there?" Until there was a knock on the door.

Zheng Yue hurriedly came out of it, and was relieved when she found out that it was the cleaning aunt, and walked out after washing her face calmly.

"I've said it, don't tell me about it! How long is your brain—" The angry male voice came from far and near.

Zheng Yue's mind wandered and she didn't look at the road, so she hit it directly. "Ahh

Who walks so without long eyes!

Nan Kang subconsciously wanted to scold, but when he got up, he saw Zheng Yue, and those words were silenced from his mouth again.

"Y-got hurt somewhere?" When the scolding words came to his mouth, he also changed to care, and Nankang's voice softened.

It really hurts to hit her head hard, Zheng Yue's eyes burst into tears, and she slowly got up from the ground holding her head in pain, and heard Nan Kang's words of concern.

She glanced up at Nankang, and when she saw that the other party was wearing a suit and tie, and her temperament was obviously not an ordinary person, she suddenly shook her head with fear.

"No, it's fine." Zheng Yue didn't dare to speak.

It's okay if she's injured, but she's afraid of losing money.

But this voice made Nankang's eyes light up.

He was very familiar with this voice, and he always felt that he had heard it somewhere, and this familiarity evoked his memories when Nankang saw Zheng Yue's face.

She's the girl she'd bumped into in the hotel before!

"Is that you?" Nan Kang suddenly spoke up, and his inexplicable speech startled Zheng Yue.

Nankang recognized Zheng Yue, but Zheng Yue didn't recognize Nankang.

She listened to the other party's tone that seemed to be somewhat familiar with herself, but looking at Nankang's obviously middle-aged age and tone, including some huge beer belly, it was obviously not within the scope of her knowledge.

"I'm sorry sir, I didn't mean to bump into you." Zheng Yue lowered her posture, and her voice also lowered. "I'm sorry to make you angry, I was in a bad mood just after I was interviewed for ......"

Zheng Yue didn't want to lose money, and said that she wanted to win a little sympathy from the other party if she was rejected in the interview, and maybe she could spare herself.

But Nankang's focus was not here, he looked at Zheng Yue's pitiful appearance, and his faint compassion was suddenly moved by something.

Then his gaze fell on Zheng Yue's body again, and the white skirt swayed with Zheng Yue's movements, as if there were a little ripples on the calm and waveless lake in Nankang's heart, and then spread out many, many ripples.

"It's fine." Nankang's tone was gentle, as if he had changed a person.

The Zheng Yue in front of him reminded him of his past, and Zheng Yue, who was still wearing a white dress and seemed to be spotless, was pure and white, which made Nankang's heart tremble.

That's the taste of youth.

"You don't matter, I see your ankle seems to be twisted, come with me to deal with it." Nankang kindly asked her.

Zheng Yue didn't care when she fell to the ground when she bumped into each other just now, and when she was reminded by Nankang, she found that her ankles had begun to become red and swollen, and her ankles had begun to convey pain to her body.

Zheng Yue was a little at a loss, she didn't expect that she couldn't help but be held accountable, and she would get such care, and her face suddenly turned a little red.

"No, it's okay, I can handle it myself." She hurriedly waved her hand to refuse, but she couldn't resist Nankang's insistence.

(End of chapter)