Chapter Seven: A New Job?

At midday, the sun blazed down, and sunlight streamed through the windows, brightening the interior.

Jiang You ordered takeout on the app to prepare for lunch.

She looked at the nearby restaurants and found that even the cheapest meal cost over 50 yuan. With delivery and packaging fees, a meal would cost over 60 yuan.

Is there really no market supervision bureau to regulate this?

Tsk, oh well, I won't starve if I skip a meal. I'd better finish this quickly so I can go out for something nice tonight.

With that thought in mind, Jiang You put away his phone and continued working.

Aren't you going to eat?

A familiar voice rang out, and before she could react, Xia Yan, who had disappeared all morning, was squatting beside her.

The rich scent of fruit enveloped her, and her smooth arm brushed against hers, creating a ripple.

Jiang You stood up subtly, creating some distance between himself and the man; this man truly had no sense of propriety.

Xia Yan, who was squatting on the ground, tilted his head and looked up at her, and their eyes met.

The boy's amber eyes, like the bright full moon in the night sky, gently yet forcefully locked onto her gaze, leaving her nowhere to hide and forcing her to become entangled with him.

Jiang You's heart began to race from the visual overload, and his face flushed as he turned his head away. No matter what, this man was truly handsome, not in a feminine way, but in a uniquely masculine way.

She went to the other side to wipe things down and explained in a low voice, "There are only two rooms left. I want to finish as soon as possible so I can go home."

Because of her pretty face, the frustration of not getting money in the morning lessened a bit.

Hearing her words, Xia Yan's peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and her mood plummeted.

Damn, I forgot about this.

But here's the problem: Xia Yan was always the center of attention, surrounded by people who fawned over her, obeyed her every whim, and rushed to curry favor with her, all in an effort to win a sliver of her favor.

It's fair to say that in all his years, if he dreams of something he wants, that thing will appear before him the next day.

I've never worried about anything or anyone before, this is the first time, it's both novel and confusing... So how can I make a girl stay willingly without forcing her?

Xia Yan stood up and scanned the girl's back from head to toe.

Cheap oversized T-shirt and loose jeans, some no-name brand canvas shoes, and black hair with slightly yellowed split ends in a low ponytail.

You must be struggling financially and short of money.

Jiang You felt the burning gaze behind him, and his wiping movements became increasingly stiff.

When is this person finally leaving?

She felt very uncomfortable with someone watching from the side, and the person was very handsome, which made her even more uncomfortable.

"Can you cook?" Xia Yan suddenly asked slowly from behind.

Jiang You paused in wiping something. Was he talking to her?

Turning to the side, I saw Xia Yan sitting lazily in a chair in the room, with her legs crossed and her right arm draped over the back of the chair.

From her angle, the man had broad shoulders and a narrow waist. The top three buttons of his white shirt were undone, and his collarbone and pectoral muscles were faintly visible below his Adam's apple.

"Why aren't you saying anything?" Xia Yan asked, looking at her again.

Realizing he was being spoken to, Jiang You turned his head away, wiping something as he slowly replied, "A little."

"Interested in coming to cook for two months? Salary negotiable."

ah?

Jiang You was stunned and said uncertainly, "But I only know how to stir-fry a simple dish and make a simple soup in a rice cooker. I don't know any complicated dishes."

"That's enough, I'm not picky about food."

Xia Yan appeared nonchalant and easy to talk to, but in reality, he was pressing her relentlessly, leaving her no room to think.

"But, but..."

Jiang Youzhen is just an honest kid. If it were someone else, they would exaggerate their cooking skills to the level of a top chef just to get a job. At worst, they would learn as they go.

But she knew a little bit, and she wouldn't exaggerate. She was also afraid that Xia Yan wouldn't be satisfied with her cooking, so it would have been better not to agree in the first place.

"One thousand per day, food costs to be settled separately."

To avoid alerting the enemy, the man deliberately paid the same salary as a cook in the market.

How many? She must have heard correctly!

Jiang You's eyes widened in shock. A thousand a day, that's thirty thousand a month, and sixty thousand in two months!!!

She became increasingly hesitant to agree, as the price could have easily hired a top-notch chef instead of someone like her with no culinary skills.

"two thousand."

Seeing that she was still hesitating, the man casually added more.

Two thousand!?

That's 120,000 in two months!!!

"Wait, wait a minute." Jiang You felt like he had been hit on the head with a gold brick, and he was dizzy and stuttering as he spoke.

She swallowed hard, looked at Xia Yan, and asked in confusion, "The price you offered could have hired a top chef, so why did you hire someone like me who isn't particularly good at cooking?"

His dark eyes were fixed on him without blinking, which gave Xia Yan a real thrill. He felt his blood boiling and almost lost his innocent image, wanting to get up and put his arm around her waist for another few tens of minutes of French kissing.

The man's intense gaze was so frightening that Jiang You's heart skipped a beat, and he looked away.

Something's definitely wrong with this boy.

She's neither pretty nor has a great figure, so it's probably not a case of lust.

My ancestors for three generations were all farmers, and we had no money to be made.

That leaves one last reason: this young man is a kidney harvester who came to remove her kidney.

Xia Yan was unaware that after the girl labeled him as mentally ill, she also labeled him as a kidney-removing patient.

He lowered his beautiful eyes, pondering why the girl didn't like looking at him.

If only I could always have him in my eyes.

Then a slight smile appeared on his lips as he looked up at the girl: "I'm going back to school when the semester starts, so I'm too lazy to find someone. Besides, you give me a very good impression. All things considered, you're a good candidate."

That's a reasonable reason. And if he really was a kidney cutter, he would have taken her to have it removed yesterday. Why would he have left it until today, and why would he have gone to the trouble of asking her to cook for him?

He still sensed something was wrong, but 120,000! Fortune favors the bold. Jiang You gritted his teeth and looked at Xia Yan:

"Let me make it clear first, my cooking skills are really just average. I'll be learning to cook other dishes later. If you can accept that, I have no problem with that."

It's not easy to talk to a girl like this. Xia Yan couldn't help but smile. "Do you have Alipay? I'll transfer the money to you via Alipay."

Is it going to turn around now?

Jiang You was not at all hesitant when it came to money; he immediately pulled out his payment QR code.

She wasn't afraid the boy would cheat her out of money, because she had no money.

Xia Yan stared blankly at the girl's slightly cracked phone screen.

The money arrived quickly, without any limit or delay; 200,000 yuan truly arrived in my account.

Wait, 200,000?

"Xia Yan, did you switch to the wrong place?"

Her not-so-long fingers grabbed the man's arm as he was about to leave.

Xia Yan's heart skipped a beat, and she felt uneasy all over.

His clear eyes turned deep and fixed on those hands, which weren't particularly beautiful.

It's like I've been possessed by a ghost. I've been celibate for nineteen years, but these past two days, when I'm around girls, my mind is filled with erotic images.

His Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and he pursed his lips with restraint, his voice slightly hoarse as he said, "It wasn't turned into a wrong number, it's a perfect number, auspicious."

What do you mean by rounding up? Do you need to round up to 80,000?

Jiang You released Xia Yan, feeling somewhat dazed. He had been crying in his dorm that morning because he hadn't received 800 yuan for living expenses, but now someone had given him 80,000 yuan just to round it up.

It's not eighty, eight thousand, it's eighty thousand! The gap between the rich and the poor is really that big.

She swallowed hard. Had she really met the rich and kind young master from Douyin?