Chapter 146 He can curse at anyone.
Qiao Xing nodded, suppressing his excitement, and said, "Okay, I'll give you the draft in the next couple of days. Also, do you have any information on the S&C project?"
"Not yet, I haven't submitted your name yet. How about tomorrow? You should be able to get it by tomorrow."
"Okay, I'll go get busy now."
Qiao Xing returned to her seat and suddenly noticed that several colleagues were looking at her.
While she was wondering what was going on, Lin Shuang sent her a WeChat message.
Qiao Xing clicked on it and saw a screenshot of a chat. It was a small group of four or five people, and it seemed that the people in the group were from their department.
The chat logs weren't anything special; they just mentioned how Qiao Xing was good at currying favor with her superiors and that they had arranged for her to study at S&C.
She just arrived, and with just her words, she got such a great opportunity.
They were all dissatisfied that the spot was given to Qiao Xing, a newcomer, and even formed a small group to complain about it.
These people are really idle, having so much time to gossip about others.
It's no wonder Bai Yi dislikes them; they used to speak ill of Bai Yi, and now they're speaking ill of Qiao Xing.
What Qiao Xing didn't expect was that Lin Shuang would send her these screenshots.
After Qiao Xing finished looking at the screenshot, she glanced at Lin Shuang, who gestured for her to be quiet, indicating that she should not say anything.
Qiao Xing frowned slightly, but simply nodded; naturally, she wouldn't bring it up.
She was still a little confused about Lin Shuang's intentions. Wasn't Lin Shuang afraid of being discovered by them for infiltrating this small group as an undercover agent?
Moreover, Qiao Xing had no idea when he and Lin Shuang had become so close.
Qiao Xing sighed, deleted the chat history, and focused on her work.
Having been there for so long, she had hardly interacted with her colleagues; their attitudes were not important to Qiao Xing.
At lunchtime, she sat in the break room eating the lunch she had brought with her while looking at online listings.
These houses are not cheap.
Wang Qin and Lin Xi only need to rent a one-bedroom apartment, but they can only afford to rent a place outside the city. Even those closer to the city cost more than two thousand.
Only in the suburbs, like near the industrial area where we ate at the food stall the other day, will it be cheaper.
The better ones cost around 1200, while the worse ones cost 800 or 900, but the environment isn't very good.
Qiao Xing looked at several properties and made an appointment with the real estate agent to go see the apartment after get off work.
Qin Ce arrived on time to pick her up. Qiao Xing told him she wanted to look at houses, so Qin Ce took her there on his electric scooter.
"Let's go to the hotel first. Take them with us. It's better if they can see where they're staying on their own."
Qin Ce said, "If there's not enough room, just rent a place that's decent enough. Your mother won't mind."
Hearing the word "Mom," Qiao Xing felt a bit resistant. She asked, "What kind of mother is 'similar'?"
She always felt that the "almost" Qin Ce was talking about was not the same thing as what she understood as "almost".
"Perfect timing, I've also made an appointment with an agent, I'll take you to see them first."
Qiao Xing hurriedly asked, "What about the one I made an appointment with?"
"Let's invite them along, they can also try to negotiate the price."
...
How can you negotiate the price of a house that costs over a thousand?
But thinking about it, if it's cheaper by a hundred or two hundred yuan, it's still a way to save some money.
Qin Ce met him relatively close by, and he saw him in less than ten minutes. He was a young man in his twenties, also riding an electric scooter.
"Brother, is that you? I'll take you there now," the young man greeted with a smile.
Qin Ce nodded slightly, "You come with me, there's someone else too."
The young man paused, his smile froze for a few seconds, but he still nodded and agreed to follow.
The real estate agent Qiao Xing arranged was a bit older, in his thirties, and a little overweight. He drove a Volkswagen.
After Qiao Xing greeted him, the man looked at the three of them suspiciously and asked, "Are there three of you living here?"
Qiao Xing explained, "Oh no, this person is in the same industry as you."
The man couldn't help but laugh, "Girl, it's just a little over a thousand for a house, and you brought someone to bid against me? Isn't that a bit unnecessary?"
"No, we just want to go and take a look together."
The man didn't hold back and said, "Forget it. I've been selling houses for so many years, and this is the first time I've seen people like you. If you can't afford to rent, then don't rent. You're just a poor loser your whole life."
Hearing this, Qiao Xing got angry and was about to argue when Qin Ce grabbed her leg.
Qin Ce said, "You've been selling houses for so many years, and you're still dealing with clients who only pay a little over a thousand? It seems you're not exactly a respectable salesperson. Alright, we don't need you anymore, please leave."
"What did you say!" The man was also angry; Qin Ce's words had struck a nerve.
Houses are hard to sell now, and his performance isn't great either; he's just barely making ends meet. But that doesn't stop him from fantasizing about landing a big client one day and becoming rich overnight.
"It seems that besides your mouth not being fully developed, your hearing is also not good. Stop selling houses and go sell hearing aids instead."
Qiao Xing's face started to betray his anger; how could he have started arguing with someone again without warning?
"Qin Ce..."
"Who the hell do you think you are, riding that beat-up electric scooter? Someone like you deserves to ride an electric scooter your whole life! You look down on others? Go take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror first, you idiot!"
Qin Ce stared straight at him, no longer cursing, but he prepared to get out of the car.
Seeing that things were getting out of hand, Qiao Xing grabbed his arm. "Qin Ce, let's forget it. We still need to look at houses."
If a real fight breaks out, there will be no way to control it.
Qin Ce paused and glanced at the hand holding his.
He raised a mocking smile. "Which company are you from?"
The man sneered, "So what if I work for Longxiang Real Estate? Go ahead and complain, you poor bastard."
Qin Ce nodded. "I've got it."
After saying that, he started the electric car and drove away with Qiao Xing in his car.
The man behind her spat and said, "Idiot, what are you pretending for!"
Qiao Xing suddenly realized that it made sense that with his qualities, he hadn't made a fortune selling houses for so many years.
After they had walked a distance, Qiao Xing tugged at his sleeve and asked, "How come you're so good at swearing?"
"I've gotten used to being scolded so much."
He was no less lenient with people at the company than he is now, including Han Yan, whom he had verbally abused.
"..."
I've never seen him swear before, and Qiao Xing has always felt that he's aloof and cold, as if no one is worthy to speak to him, and he doesn't care to swear.
But now, Qiao Xing's impression of him has somewhat collapsed.
He seems to be able to argue with anyone; I wonder if he could win an argument with his aunt...
Qiao Xing quickly stopped himself from having that thought and secretly prayed that such a thing would not happen.
"Do you also argue with your colleagues at work?"
"Won't."
They dare not.
Qiao Xing breathed a sigh of relief. "That's good."
The incident at the mall entrance was still fresh in Qiao Xing's mind. Thinking of Lin Yu, Qiao Xing became worried again, wondering if there would be any follow-up to this matter.
As Qiao Xing was thinking, Qin Ce suddenly slammed on the brakes, and Qiao Xing fell onto his back.
Qiao Xing rubbed his forehead, looked up, and saw that a Rolls-Royce was blocking his way.
"What happened?"
Just as Qiao Xing finished asking the question, the car window rolled down, revealing a handsome face.
The woman got out of the car and bowed apologetically to Qin Ce: "Mr. Qin, I'm sorry, I didn't notice earlier. Are you alright?"
Qiao Xing was stunned for a moment. She looked at the woman and found her somewhat familiar. She then glanced into the car and saw someone she knew even better sitting in the passenger seat.
—Yang Han.
Yang Han frantically raised her hand to cover her face, but Qiao Xing still recognized her.
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