23 Shield her mouth
◎These days are becoming more and more promising◎
Qin Yue rubbed his brows, feeling a headache. But after a little thought, he could guess the reason, so he asked helplessly, "Who told you this nonsense again?"
Hearing this, Zheng Huilan blinked guiltily. "Don't worry about what Mom heard. Tell me first, are you dating someone? No wonder you want to move out this time. Is that girl from Beijing, or from out of town?"
“Neither. I didn’t talk about it.”
Qin Yue bent his fingers and tapped on the table, interrupting his mother's expectations without hesitation.
Zheng Huilan was silent for a moment, not believing he was telling the truth. She thought he was just trying to fool her, so she snorted coldly and said, "Could it be that the girl doesn't agree to marry you?"
“…”
Qin Yue now completely understood that there was no point in trying to convince her about this. He slowly raised his hand and poured a cup of tea for both of them. "Mom, aren't you going to work today?"
Hearing his implied intention to drive her away, Zheng Huilan rolled her eyes at him. "It's just for you that I took leave and made this trip. Our company has been very busy lately, and I, your mother, have to work overtime almost every day."
"Thank you for your hard work. Some time ago, I asked a friend to buy a painting by Mr. Li in Gangcheng. It will arrive in Beijing tomorrow. I will hang it in your study then." Qin Yue raised his eyebrows slightly, a smile spreading across the corners of his lips.
"You only know how to shut me up with these things," Zheng Huilan complained, but a flicker of joy flashed in her eyes. Her son still cared about her. She then stood up and said, "I won't bother you here anymore. Go ahead and get busy."
"I'll let Xu Jinze take you there." Qin Yue also stood up.
"No, I brought the driver with me."
Zheng Huilan waved her hand and walked out the door, but when she reached the door she couldn't help but say, "Ayue, you must take to heart what Mom just said. Your dad and I are looking forward to drinking in your wedding wine and holding your grandson."
What are those words? Those nonsense words?
Qin Yue pinched his brows with his fingertips and said, "Okay, you can leave now. I know everything."
Seeing the change in his mood, Zheng Huilan shut up and stopped saying things that would disgust the younger generation. She told him not to see her off, closed the office door and walked out. When she passed by the office area, she scanned it again and again, but didn't see any beautiful women, and couldn't help feeling disappointed.
When she was about to reach the elevator, a light bulb went off in her head. Her eyes fell on the two receptionists, and she rolled her eyes around and asked a few questions in a roundabout way. Although she didn't get any particularly useful information, she guessed some of the truth from the unnatural expression of the female receptionist.
A Yue really has a girlfriend, but he doesn’t plan to tell her yet.
Zheng Huilan curled her lips, knowing that this matter could not be rushed. If Ah Yue did not intend to say something, no one could pry him open his mouth even if they tried their best. And she could not investigate, so she could only suppress her curiosity for the time being.
She might as well save her energy and carefully choose a husband for Song Shixi.
Although she has moved out now, this was something that had been promised to her a long time ago, and Zheng Huilan had no intention of going back on her word. It would be better to cut the Gordian knot and resolve the issue sooner so that she could feel at ease sooner.
Thinking of this, Zheng Huilan changed her mind about going back to work and went to ask her good sister for advice.
This time, she actually found a good idea.
*
After Zheng Huilan left, the office became completely quiet. Qin Yue leaned back on the sofa and drank the water in the cup. Then he thought of something and stood up to call Xu Jinze in.
"Install streetlights?"
Hearing Qin Yue's words, Xu Jinze was stunned for a moment and asked back subconsciously. Seeing the boss's dissatisfied eyes sweeping over him, he realized that he had overstepped the line and quickly agreed.
Installing street lights in the streets and alleys of an entire district is a big or small matter, and it cannot be done immediately if you have money. You have to consult with the relevant departments above and wait for various reports to be approved before you can start construction. It takes a lot of energy and is simply exchanging money and effort for reputation.
Of course, this is not the most important thing. The important thing is why President Qin suddenly thought of doing this?
Hai'an District? Mr. Qin's home is there, but the area around here is very well-developed, with streetlights already there.
After thinking about it, Xu Jinze inexplicably thought of someone, and his pupils suddenly widened...
*
Song Shixi walked around the mall and bought some daily necessities and kitchen utensils, including soap, shampoo, shower gel, toilet paper, sanitary napkins, pots, spatulas, bowls and chopsticks, a vegetable washing basket, and knives...
After sending these things home and resting for a while, I went to the nearby vegetable market to buy some vegetables and prepared to cook something for myself when I got home.
The vegetable market is not big, but it sells a wide variety of items. Song Shixi plans to make a pork ribs and corn soup and stir-fried water spinach this afternoon. With a clear goal in mind, he won't spend too much time here.
On the way home, she passed by a small supermarket and saw a telephone installed inside. She thought about it, took out the phone number that Chen Huili had given her last time from her bag and called it.
Not long after, the call was answered.
"Hello, Red Sun Garment Factory."
"Hello, are you hiring fashion models?"
"Yes, you can come for the interview between 8:30 am and 5:30 pm. You must be over 1.65 meters tall, pretty, and have a slim figure. If you don't meet the requirements, you will be rejected quickly."
The implication is that if you have an ordinary appearance, don't waste each other's time.
Song Shixi asked about the salary again. Although the other party did not say it explicitly, he gave a range.
"If you pass the interview, you'll be paid on a daily basis, between 500 and 300 yuan a day. It depends on your personal conditions and abilities. You won't know the details until after the interview."
It was said to be fifty to three hundred, but in fact it was most likely only fifty, but this was a day's salary, which was considered a high salary in that era. If she went there once a month, her rent and utilities would be covered.
Song Shixi was a little tempted and asked for the address. Finding that it was not very far from the school, she hung up the phone and decided to go and have a look tomorrow. Fashion modeling was related to her career in her previous life. When she was a blogger, she had to be photographed many times, so she was quite familiar with it and wanted to give it a try.
While thinking about how to make money, I walked towards home.
When she got home, Song Shixi started to prepare dinner. The weather was getting hotter and hotter. After staying in the kitchen for a while, she started to sweat. She opened all the windows and tied up her hair. She cut the vegetables and added seasonings skillfully. Every movement was particularly pleasing to the eye.
After all the dishes were out of the pot, although he was a little tired, Song Shixi felt satisfied as he drank the sweet pork ribs and corn soup. His eyes fell on the surrounding environment. Although the area was small, it had everything.
The dining table was covered with the tablecloth she bought, and the dishes and chopsticks were selected by her personally. Every detail was mixed with her own shadow. After dinner, she could do whatever she wanted without having to consider other people's feelings at all.
Maybe this is the charm of living alone.
After cleaning up the dishes after dinner, Song Shixi walked around the yard, thinking about what plants to buy to decorate it. It would be even better if he could grow some easy-to-grow vegetables and fruits. After digesting the food, he sat on the balcony of his bedroom and read for a while. Thinking about the interview tomorrow, he washed up and went to bed.
The next day, Song Shixi got up early on purpose, put on some light makeup, and after thinking about it, she decided to change into the outfit she usually wore for model interviews in her previous life, a simple black square-necked top and a pair of black trousers, and then went out.
After taking the bus, transferring twice, and walking for more than ten minutes, we arrived at our destination.
"Red Sun Garment Factory."
Song Shixi looked at the sign above the big iron gate and read it silently. Knowing that he had found the right place, he went to the small door on the right, explained his purpose to the security guard, asked for the specific interview location, and walked in.
This garment factory is not particularly large. It has two office buildings and the rest of the place is factory buildings. But I don’t know if it’s because it’s Sunday, but it was especially quiet along the way.
Song Shixi felt a little nervous for a moment, until she walked into the office building that the security guard mentioned, the feeling of panic disappeared. There were so many people here that the queue even stretched to the gate. She was just about to find someone to ask if this was the interview queue when she saw two security guards carrying a woman out.
The woman continued to curse, "You black consciences are all liars! I waited in line for so long, why did you let me out without asking any questions? You are wasting my time."
"Bah, are you looking for someone to work for, or is this a beauty pageant? They want her to be tall, thin, and pretty. Are you looking for a mistress for your boss? How shameless! Don't let them fool you. You'll have no place to cry when the time comes!"
When she shouted, everyone around her looked over.
At this moment, a woman in formal attire ran out behind her, hands on her hips, and shouted, "Comrade, you're really funny. We're a legitimate company, hiring fashion models. If you're not well-educated, read more and learn more about what fashion models do. Don't assume that everyone else thinks they're as dirty as you."
"Besides, we clearly stated the requirements in the job advertisement. If you didn't read it carefully, you can't blame others. Also, you said we wasted your time, but we haven't said you wasted ours yet!"
"Take a look at yourself and see how you meet our requirements. Not to mention your looks, you're barely even 1.6 meters tall. How dare you turn the tables and curse us out like that?"
"We offer high wages, but we also need to see if you have the ability to earn it!"
"If you continue to make trouble here and disrupt our work, don't blame me for calling the police to deal with it."
The man was left speechless by the long string of words. Perhaps knowing that continuing the commotion would lead to no results, he angrily cursed a few more times under his breath before following the security guard out.
Everyone present was shocked by this sudden situation. No one spoke for a moment, and several people even backed down and walked away from the crowd.
Everyone comes here for the high salary, and many are hoping for a lucky break, figuring it doesn't matter if they don't meet the requirements. They should just give it a try, just in case they succeed and get the job. But they didn't expect the other party to be so adamant, completely refusing to give them a chance. Rather than wasting their time here, they might as well go back and look for another job.
After seeing the security guard take the people out, Zhang Sulan snorted and was about to go back, but she caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of her eye, her eyes lit up instantly, and she suddenly turned around and trotted towards the back of the line in her high heels.
As she got closer, her thoughts were confirmed. Zhang Sulan's smile grew even brighter, and her tone was completely different from the harsh and fiery one just now. Instead, it was unusually gentle. "Comrade, are you here for an interview?"
Song Shixi looked around in confusion, and after making sure that Zhang Sulan was talking to him, he nodded and said, "Yes."
"Then come with me." Zhang Sulan directly took Song Shixi's arm and pulled him inside.
Song Shixi frowned, "Don't we need to queue?"
"No need. I'm taking you directly to see the boss." Zhang Sulan didn't expect this girl to be such a rule-abiding person with good character. She was even more satisfied with her and couldn't help but reveal some secrets. "I've interviewed so many people these days, and you're the most attractive one I've met."
"The most flavorful?" Song Shixi looked at Zhang Sulan's profile, seemingly understanding. The latter also turned her head and smiled at her. "Yes, the flavor of a popular model."
After saying this, Zhang Sulan didn't say anything else. She quickened her pace and walked up the stairs, stopping in front of an office on the fourth floor.
Not long after I knocked on the door, it was opened from the inside.
As soon as the door opened, a pungent smell of smoke came out, causing Song Shixi to cough twice and frown.
Zhang Sulan quickly stood in front of her, waved her hands in the air, and then raised her voice and said, "Mr. Huang, are you trying to scare away the cash cow?"
Hearing her words, Huang Haikuo was stunned and felt that Zhang Sulan's tone was getting louder and louder.
If only there really was a money tree in this world, he would have spared no expense to get it, so that the factory he had founded with so much effort would not have fallen into its current situation.
Huang Haikuo sighed and looked at the girl Zhang Sulan was protecting behind her without any hope, but he almost couldn't bear to look away after seeing her.
Even a black dress and black pants could not conceal her beauty. She was tall and thin, with a well-proportioned figure, an oval face the size of a palm, willow eyebrows, big eyes, a high nose bridge, and bright red lips. She was so beautiful that she was very aggressive and could be remembered at first sight.
"Why don't you put out your cigarette quickly?"
Zhang Sulan's dissatisfied voice pulled Huang Haikuo back from his distraction. Without caring about anything else, he quickly turned around and quickly put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, then opened all the windows to ventilate. Perhaps because he felt that there was still a smell, he immediately said, "Let's go to the next meeting room to talk."
So the three of them went to the conference room again.
"I don't know what to call you yet." Huang Haikuo personally poured a glass of water for Song Shixi, who took it with both hands and imitated Zhang Sulan, saying, "Thank you, Mr. Huang. My name is Song Shixi."
"Hello, Comrade Song. My name is Huang Haikuo, and I'm the owner of this garment factory." Huang Haikuo stretched out his hand, and the two shook hands, which was considered a formal greeting.
Although he was the boss, Huang Haikuo didn't have any bossy airs at all and was very polite when speaking, which made Song Shixi have a much better impression of him.
"Comrade Song, please fill out this information form and let's go through the process."
Zhang Sulan brought a form and handed it to Song Shixi. Song Shixi took it and saw that it was all basic personal information that would be asked during the interview, so he filled it out carefully and handed it back to the other party after finishing it.
"You're still a college student? Why are you thinking of looking for a job?"
Zhang Sulan was a little surprised. Although Song Shixi looked very young, there were a lot of people of this age who did not get into college and came out to work. Most of the people who came here for interviews recently were in this situation, so she subconsciously thought that the other party was also this type of person.
But I didn't expect that she was still in school.
But with her looks and temperament, she doesn't look like someone who is short of money, and her parents actually want her to go out and make money?
Hearing this, Song Shixi spoke out the words he had prepared long ago, "I want to gain more work experience and hone my abilities. I'm also very interested in this industry and want to give it a try."
When you are out, try not to reveal your privacy as much as possible. Just be vague in your words and no one will ask you about it.
As expected, Zhang Sulan ignored the question the next second and said, "Our clothing factory is recruiting three models this time. Their job is to wear the clothes we produce and take photos. We will then publish them in newspapers and magazines. If the results are good, they may even appear on TV."
Song Shixi nodded, it was pretty much what she guessed.
"Actually, this job is considered part-time. The working hours are not fixed each month, it could be a few days or even more than ten days, so the wages are paid daily. I will settle the accounts with you after the work is completed every day. Of course, Comrade Song, don't worry, as long as you cooperate with us and complete the work, we will not hold back or deduct your wages."
Hearing this, Song Shixi asked weakly: "I have to go to school, maybe in terms of working hours..."
"It's okay, working hours can be negotiated, and we try to arrange this work on weekends." Zhang Sulan understood Song Shixi's concerns and quickly gave her a reassurance.
Song Shixi breathed a sigh of relief.
After a few more words, Zhang Sulan asked the most crucial question, "Comrade Song, what is your expected salary?"
Hearing this, Song Shixi pursed his lips and said tentatively: "One hundred and eighty yuan."
She originally wanted to say one hundred. After all, she was a newcomer in this world, and one hundred was neither too high nor too low. Even if they thought it was too high, she could still bargain it down.
However, after seeing Zhang Sulan and Huang Haikuo's indifferent attitude towards her, Song Shixi changed her mind and raised her expected salary a bit, taking an average value from the salary range mentioned on the phone at that time.
After she finished speaking, she thought the two sides would engage in a price war, or that her offer was too high and she would be kicked out directly. However, as soon as she finished speaking, Huang Haikuo immediately took over, his tone filled with excitement that could not be hidden, "Okay, one hundred and eighty."
Song Shixi watched him and Zhang Sulan order the contract to be brought up, and suddenly realized that she had quoted a too low a price. A trace of regret flashed in her eyes, but it was too late to regret it now. In addition, the price was much higher than she had expected, so she didn't say much, but was still quite happy in her heart.
After getting the contract, Song Shixi read it carefully several times, found no problems, and signed it.
"If it's convenient, please give me a copy of your class schedule so I can arrange my time."
"good."
After signing the contract, Zhang Sulan's attitude towards Song Shixi became more friendly, and she also chatted with her about some private matters. Song Shixi then learned that she was from Shenzhen and had worked in a modeling company for two years. Later, after meeting Huang Haikuo who came to Shenzhen to work hard, she returned to Beijing with him to open this clothing factory, so she was also half a boss.
She said that which worker would dare to be so tough and aggressive in front of the big boss, and it turned out that this was the reason.
"I'm not afraid to tell you the truth. This is the first time our clothing factory has hired models for advertising. We're still in the process of trial and error. Let's learn and improve together."
These positive words invisibly brought them closer. Song Shixi responded with a smile and after chatting for a few more words, she left the Red Sun Garment Factory and took the bus home.
This time, I found such a suitable job thanks to Chen Huili. I must treat her to a meal no matter what. And also Deng Cuixia. Last time she helped her clean, she promised to treat her to a meal.
In addition, after moving to a new home, she had not told Wu Qiuhong the address, nor had she invited her to visit her home.
Song Shixi thought about it and decided that she might as well take some time to cook at home and gather everyone together for a simple meal. It would be more lively with more people around, and it would also be more thoughtful if she cooked it herself.
After making up his mind, Song Shixi went straight to the back street after getting off the bus and told Deng Cuixia about it. She had no objection and thought it was a good idea. She was quite happy to interact more with young people. As for time, she was free anytime.
After talking with Deng Cuixia, Song Shixi walked home, planning to go find Wu Qiuhong and Chen Huili to ask after school tomorrow.
On the way, they passed by a shop selling flowers and plants. Song Shixi picked out two pots of plants that he had long had his eye on and took them home. One was a pot of lemon and the other was a pot of bougainvillea. Both were in bloom, one with white and yellow flowers and the other with pink and purple flowers. They were very beautiful and vying for beauty.
Song Shixi plans to put them on the balcony of the master bedroom. Looking at them while studying every day will make him feel much happier.
After hearing the boss say that if she bought a lot of flowers, he could deliver them to her door and plant them, she ordered a few roses, roses, camellias and gardenias from him.
By the time all the flowers were planted in the yard, it was already dark. Song Shixi looked at the brand new scenery in the yard. His eyes softened and a hint of joy appeared in his eyes. He felt that the days were getting more and more promising.
Now that they lived close, they could postpone getting up early. It was rare for Song Shixi to sleep late. He lay on the bed, listening to his Walkman and reading a novel he had bought from a stall. When his eyes became sore, he reluctantly put down the book, turned off the light and went to sleep.
The price of staying up late was that I almost got late the next day. Fortunately, I hurried and got into the classroom on time.
"Why are you here so late today?"
Wu Qiuhong saved a seat for her. Song Shixi had come all the way here and sat down exhausted. She panted and replied with a smile, "Now that I live alone, I've let myself go."
After she finished speaking, she put her arm around Wu Qiuhong's shoulders and said softly and coquettishly, "I'll cook for you myself this Friday. You'd better come and do me a favor."
Facing Song Shixi's smiling eyes, Wu Qiuhong's words of refusal were stuck in her throat. In addition, she could take this opportunity to buy something to "return" to her, so she smiled and nodded: "Okay, I'll go help you early then."
"That's great." Song Shixi didn't bother to be polite with her and cheered happily.
The two laughed together. After class, Wu Qiuhong accompanied her to find Chen Huili. After they hit it off, they made an appointment to go to the cafeteria for dinner and chatted for a while. After a few visits, the girls established a friendship and became closer.
After class in the afternoon, several people in the class were called to the office by the counselor, including Song Shixi and Wu Qiuhong.
When we got there, we found out that there was a shortage of volunteers for the college basketball tournament that was going to start on Thursday. Their counselor, as one of the persons in charge of the tournament, had transferred a few people from his own class to fill in the vacancies temporarily.
At first everyone was reluctant, but when they heard that it could add credits, they agreed.
The whole day on Tuesday and Wednesday was spent in classes and training, and finally it was Thursday when the competition started.
Song Shixi and Wu Qiuhong were assigned to a volunteer group, responsible for patrolling around the competition venue, maintaining order, and preventing the audience from getting too excited and running into the competition venue.
This job was relatively easy. The two chatted and watched the game from time to time, and time passed quickly.
When they walked to one of the competition venues, they saw a familiar face.
"Shixi, is that the Walkman from last time?" Wu Qiuhong poked Song Shixi's waist and motioned her to look towards the basketball court. Sure enough, she saw a familiar face.
Gao Xunian was wearing a loose jersey, his whole body was soaked with sweat, he was running quickly on the court with the ball, his eyes staring straight at the basket, like a cheetah with a clear goal, and finally a beautiful leap.
“Three points!”
Astonishing screams broke out in the field, everyone was cheering for the boy's perfect goal, and Song Shixi and Wu Qiuhong couldn't help but cheer.
"Is his name Gao Xunian?" Song Shixi's mind flashed with his name. He turned to Wu Qiuhong for confirmation. The latter also realized that it was not polite to call someone a walkman. After thinking for a while, she said, "It seems so."
"It really deserves to be a sports university. It completely beats other schools." Song Shixi took a look at the score sheet and clicked his tongue.
They sighed and were about to continue patrolling when an accident happened.
【Author’s words】
【Qin Yue: Where do all these men come from [rolls eyes]】
[My dears, two-in-one is here, good night [kiss]]
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