[Patriotic + Foreseeing the Future + Getting Rich + Healing]
Song Zhining is an overworked corporate drone.
She not only has to deal with her manager's unspoken rules, but also face...
Chapter 5 Three Slaps in the Face
At this moment, Zhang Pu, who had always thought that he had won, finally lost his composure and his face darkened.
"Song Zhining, don't be so ungrateful. Now that you've resigned, do you have the money to pay for your father's medical expenses?"
"Then you won't have to worry about it."
After saying that, Song Zhining turned around and left without hesitation. Behind him, Zhang Pu kicked over a chair with a loud bang.
Song Zhining just felt extremely refreshed, and the anger that she had been holding in for a while was finally relieved.
When Song Zhining came out, she saw Su Yue still waiting for her, and people from other offices were also there, obviously waiting to see the show.
Song Zhining was packing up the things on his desk. Su Yue and other colleagues also knew that Song Zhining had resigned.
"Actually, it's better if you quit your job. You don't need money for the time being anyway. If it's not enough, I can lend you the 150,000 yuan I earned."
"It's enough for me for now. Thank you, Sister Su Yue."
After putting her belongings into the cardboard box one by one, Song Zhining soon left the company holding the cardboard box under Zhang Pu's gloomy gaze.
Downstairs in the company, Song Zhining couldn't help but take a deep breath.
The air outside is so fresh!
She was going to wait until after get off work to pay the hospital bill, but now she had to go home first.
When she went upstairs with the box, she found that her things had been thrown outside the door, and the landlady was still giving orders with her hands on her waist.
Song Zhining frowned and stepped forward, "What are you doing?"
"What? Can't you see? I told you I'll give you three days. If you don't pay the rent, I'll evict you."
"I can pay the rent."
"Of course you have to pay the rent, but I've already rented this house to someone else. Pay the rent you owe me and leave now."
When the landlady saw the cardboard box in Song Zhining's arms, she knew at a glance that she had either resigned or been fired. She had no job anymore, and she still had to rent her house. How could she pay the rent?
Song Zhining also knew that it was wrong for her to owe rent. She had originally planned to pay the rent when she came back and then renew the rent for another six months, but she didn't expect that this elder sister would do such a thing.
"I have a deposit for renting a room. Since you won't rent it to me, but my deposit is more than enough to cover the rent I owe, I don't want the deposit anymore, but my luggage must be returned to its original place."
Song Zhining said this bluntly.
The landlady scolded, "Dream on! You owe me rent and you think you're right?"
The landlady looked at Song Zhining's pretty face, rolled her eyes, and said, "Actually, I still have quite a few houses. As long as you marry my brother, I can give you two a house."
Song Zhining frowned and refused in a cold tone, "No thanks."
"Hmph, you really don't know what's good for you. You're just a country girl from Jinling, and you're lucky enough to marry into Huai'an and my brother. If my brother hadn't fallen for you, do you think you would have had a chance?"
Song Zhining didn't think it was a blessing. The landlord's younger brother obviously had an intellectual problem. He looked manic and had even beaten someone before, so she didn't want to accept this blessing.
"How about this, either you agree to marry my brother, or you pay the rent you owe now. As long as you can, I will not only return your deposit but also return your luggage to your place." The landlady changed her approach. She was sure that Song Zhining could not pay a penny.
Song Zhining: "...Okay."
When Song Zhining showed the landlady the 10,000 yuan in rent she had saved on her WeChat account, she was dumbfounded.
Even though she was shocked that Song Zhining still had 10,000 yuan, she still gritted her teeth and had someone return Song Zhining's things to their place and return the deposit to her.
After packing her luggage, it was already evening and Song Zhining was unable to rent a house for the time being.
So I found a hotel near the hospital and checked in.
Fortunately, the extra tens of thousands of yuan in her bank card meant she wouldn't worry even if she quit her job or was evicted from her rental apartment.
After putting down his luggage in the hotel room, Song Zhining rushed to the hospital immediately.
I went to the payment counter as soon as possible.
"Ms. Song, Mr. Song Hemian currently owes 82,367 yuan in medical expenses. Would you like to pay by credit card?"
Just as Song Zhining was about to speak, a sharp female voice suddenly sounded from behind her.
"Hey, isn't this our school beauty Song Zhining? You can't pay your father's medical expenses, over 80,000 yuan. Tsk, tsk, how long has it been owed? I'm afraid you can't come up with it."
Song Zhining turned around and saw a man and a woman walking towards her. They were her college classmates.
The woman's name was Zhang Jiaxue. For some reason, she always clashed with her at school.
The man's name was Lu Feng. It seemed like he had confessed his love to her before? Song Zhining couldn't quite remember. Since junior high school, so many boys had confessed their love to her, and she had rejected them all without exception.
When Lu Feng saw Song Zhining looking back, a hint of nostalgia flashed across his eyes.
I haven't seen her for more than half a year, and Song Zhining is still as beautiful as ever.
He tugged at Zhang Jiaxue beside him, signaling her to stop talking.
Zhang Jiaxue glared at Lu Feng and became even more arrogant. "By the way, you may not know this, but Brother Feng is my boyfriend now."
"So what?" Song Zhining asked indifferently. What does this have to do with her?
"You!" Zhang Jiaxue was furious and wanted to say something else, but was stopped by Lu Feng. Lu Feng stepped forward, stared at Song Zhining, and said softly, "Zhi Ning, I heard that your uncle is in the hospital. Is the medical expenses not enough? I still have 20,000 yuan here. How about I lend it to you first?"
"Lu Feng, why do you lend her money? You are not allowed to lend her money!"
"Song Zhining, if you can't pay the medical bills and see a doctor, then take your father back to Jinling." After saying that, she looked at the staff at the payment counter and said, "Is your hospital a charity? This person hasn't paid his medical bills for a long time. Shouldn't he be forced to be discharged?"
Zhang Jiaxue came to Corning Hospital because her mother was hospitalized.
Corning Hospital is the most famous private hospital in Shanghai and even in the country. There are so many people coming to see the doctor every day that there are almost no beds available in the inpatient department.
Fortunately, Zhang Jiaxue's aunt is the head nurse who has worked here for more than 20 years, and she was able to make room for her mother in a bed.
Coincidentally, Zhang Jiaxue heard her aunt say that Song Zhining's father, Song Hemian, was also living in the next ward and had owed medical bills.
When they were in college, Zhang Jiaxue was jealous that Song Zhining was prettier than her, and even Lu Feng, whom she liked, pursued Song Zhining.
If Song Zhining hadn't refused, Lu Feng would never have become her boyfriend.
Therefore, Zhang Jiaxue was jealous of Song Zhining. Now that she finally got the chance to mock her, how could she not mock her happily?
"Jiaxue, don't be like this. Zhining, take this 20,000 yuan and pay part of your uncle's medical expenses first..."
"Lu Feng!"
"No thanks." Song Zhining frowned and refused again in a low voice. She turned around, took out her bank card and handed it to the staff.
"Please swipe the card to pay the outstanding medical bills."
(End of this chapter)