Then he looked at Wen Qiao and said in a low voice, "I'm busy, we'll talk later."
"It's okay to call him Uncle Chen in private, but don't do it at home. It's not appropriate for our current relationship."
Hearing his tone, which sounded like he was scolding a child, Wen Qiao nodded subconsciously, not daring to say anything more.
He whispered, "Okay, I got it."
Wen Qiao finally breathed a sigh of relief once Shen Jichuan had disappeared from sight.
She now regrets the time when she was reborn and woke up, and how she desperately tried to prove herself.
There's an old saying: "I'd rather not steam buns than lose face."
But she is now playing a game with Shen Jichuan. Even if she were reborn, her cunning and intelligence would still be no match for Shen Jichuan's.
What she actually meant to say was, if all else fails, then... can we still get a divorce?
She didn't expect any monetary compensation.
Shen Jichuan could just get her a stable job.
In this way, she can bring her mother from her hometown in the countryside to the city.
Clearly, Shen Jichuan had no patience to listen to her nonsense.
After leaving the restaurant, Wen Qiao didn't go straight back to the Shen family. Instead, she went for a walk outside and continued looking for work.
Obviously, none of them were suitable.
It's not that she's picky about jobs, it's that people don't want her.
She has a rural household registration, only graduated from junior high school, and has no special skills or expertise. There are too many people like her in big cities.
Some of the educated youth who returned from the countryside through connections were still unemployed.
How come she, someone with a rural household registration, got a job?
Just as it was getting dark, Wen Qiao was preparing to go home when she passed by a supply and marketing cooperative.
Thinking that she might just stumble upon something by chance, she went up and asked, just to give it a try.
She was also mentally prepared to be rejected.
Unexpectedly, the supply and marketing cooperative really did need people temporarily.
All we need are vegetable collectors.
This is a temporary job, eight hours a day, paid eighteen yuan a month.
The job involved following the supply and marketing cooperative staff to the countryside to harvest vegetables, load them onto trucks, inspect them, and transport them. It was a tough and tiring job.
Wen Qiao agreed without hesitation.
The people at the supply and marketing cooperative saw that she was a young girl and were worried that she wouldn't be able to do the job.
He stared at her and asked her a lot of questions.
Wen Qiao was practically patting her chest to assure people.
"Director Li, please don't worry. I also come from a poor family in the countryside. I came to the city to learn some skills. I attended night school and want to earn some money during the day. I studied accounting, so maybe I can help with the bookkeeping later."
Upon hearing Wen Qiao's words, Director Li, who was in charge of procurement, hesitated for a moment before finally agreeing.
"However, Comrade Xiao Qiao, we have a deal. If you can do it, the job is yours; if you can't, you'll have to leave."
Although they are temporary workers, there is no shortage of people.
It was indeed Wen Qiao who ran into them.
This job used to be done by a man, but his wife was giving birth, so he quit and went back to his hometown to take care of his wife and child.
Wen Qiao was able to fill in for this job.
Director Li registered Wen Qiao.
Tell her to come to work tomorrow.
After completing the registration, Wen Qiao hurried back to the Shen family home.
At this point in time, the Shen family definitely wouldn't leave her any food.
When Wen Qiao arrived at the Shen family's house, the living room was pitch black, and the nanny had most likely gone back to her room to rest.
As for Wang Zhihui, Wen Qiao wasn't familiar with her and didn't bother with her.
However, when Wen Qiao went to the kitchen, she vaguely heard voices coming from Li Ling's room.
I don't know what methods Li Ling used, but she really managed to coax Wang Zhihui into siding with her.
Wen Qiao went to the kitchen and cooked herself a bowl of noodles.
Shen Jichuan didn't forbid her from eating the food in this house, so why should she make herself suffer?
She added two eggs to a bowl of noodles.
She had just sat down at the living room table with her bowl of noodles.
Hearing the headlights of a car shining from the courtyard outside, Wen Qiao didn't move, but Li Ling and Wang Zhihui came out of the room.
Seeing that Wen Qiao was there, they even got to eat.
Li Ling rolled her eyes at Wen Qiao and walked outside on her own.
When Wang Zhihui saw that only Shen Jichuan had returned, her disappointment was evident on her face.
"Uncle Chen, you're back. You look like you've had quite a bit to drink. I'll go make you some hangover soup."
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