Sheng Fengxiang slapped him lightly:

"Why are you in such a hurry? Once we get married, everything will be yours!"

Li Dagang bit Sheng Fengxiang's lips:

"My friend has... has a house, a... a one-bedroom apartment, but he... he doesn't live there these days, he's idle... idle!

I was just… just wondering, haven’t you always been living in your classmate’s house?

It's not a good idea to always stay in someone else's house! Or you can move to my friend's one-bedroom apartment.

I'll pay you... I'll rent it for half a year, how about that? Half a year is enough time to prepare... for the wedding!"

After listening to this, Sheng Fengxiang was filled with impatience. She felt that if anyone married a man like this, they would be driven to death just by listening to him talk!

Sheng Fengxiang was no longer as eager to marry Li Dagang as before. She blinked to hide her impatience, poked the man's waist, and said in a deliberately coquettish voice:

"Dagang, you are so nice to me! I am so happy. Let's get engaged first. After we get engaged, we can find a suitable job so that I don't have to go to the countryside. Otherwise, you can find me a job in the post office! Even a temporary job is fine. We can be together!"

I can see you every day!"

Li Dagang's eyes flickered. The post office would definitely not work. He would see them from morning to night, and he would not be able to do anything he wanted to do. However, he said skillfully:

"No... no problem, leave it to me. It's hard to get a permanent job quota now.

But…but temporary work is easy to get…get. I’ll ask my parents to ask for you later. Don’t just focus on…the post office. If other factories have…temporary job vacancies, we’ll take them first. When you start…working, we’ll find a way to turn you into a regular employee.”