Chapter 58: Crazy Day 58: This maid outfit is a bit short
Chapter 58
At eleven o'clock in the evening, Nangong Lie returned home in a mess as usual.
My mood is even more depressed than the previous two days.
I just received a notice today that I failed all the interviews on Wednesday.
It seems that it is very difficult to find a good job in one go. With his current academic qualifications and work background, he is not able to achieve this goal.
But what kind of job should I look for? If I just join a company just to get by, the only outcome is that I'll quit, then look for a job, work for a while, and then quit again, and so on.
No wonder young people nowadays complain about the difficulty in finding jobs.
Nangong Lie is now in the same predicament. But he can't stay on the assembly line forever, and he must find a formal job as soon as possible.
He was almost suffocated by working in the factory without a break for a month.
But if he wants to do it quickly, it means he won't be able to find a good job.
He was stuck in a vicious circle again.
"Hey? Gas tank, why are you hanging around in front of me? Why don't you go to sleep?" As he walked in from the door, this stupid dog followed him.
Nangong Lie stopped and the gas tank grabbed his trouser leg, trying to drag him towards the main building.
Nangong Lie was surprised: "Gas tank, you actually learned this skill?"
"Why did you drag me to the main building?"
Nangong Lie froze, and the gas tank pulled his trouser leg in a different way.
Okay, then he'll go over and take a look.
Ten minutes later, when Nangong Lie was sitting on the ground, touching the head of the gas tank with his hand and stroking its fur, he realized it.
It turns out that this dog owner even asks someone to stroke his fur before going to bed to coax him to sleep.
He was just a eunuch from beginning to end, Nangong Lie thought expressionlessly.
He is so tired, really tired.
Who would have thought that after a day's work, I would have to serve the dog owner.
Seeing the gas tank closing his eyes and breathing evenly, Nangong Lie gradually stopped.
Yes, yes, he can slide smoothly.
The next second, the gas tank's black eyes stared at him.
Nangong Lie really doubted that if the gas tank could speak, the first sentence it would say would be, "I'm always watching you."
"Brother Gou, Brother Gou, you continue to sleep. My hand is a little tired, no, it's a little burred. I'm afraid of hurting you, so I stopped to check." Nangong Lie said with a smile, "It's okay now, you continue to sleep."
Gas Tank continued to keep his eyes closed.
Nangong Lie sighed in his heart. It turned out that little bastard would resemble whoever he followed.
It is now just like Tan Mo, and looks like someone who is not easy to mess with.
He looked up and sighed again. The gas tank was living in a much better place than him. Where else could he stay at this hour? He might as well stay with the dog owner for one night.
There were fresh imported fruits on the coffee table. Nangong Lie stretched out his arm, took a bunch of bananas, and peeled them with his mouth.
He sighed for the third time, "When can I become a dog? I want to be a dog."
"Is it true?"
The sudden sound made Nangong Lie jump up from the ground and yell, "Ghost!"
Tan Mo:?
"Hey! Please be polite."
Nangong Lie calmed down when he saw it was Tan Mo. "It's the middle of the night, and she's walking without making any sound. How can it not be scary?"
"Do I need to think about this in my own home?" Tan Mo pointed at the banana in his hand, "It's you who..."
It turned out that most of the whole banana had turned into banana slices. Maybe he had lost it because of his big movements just now. Nangong Lie lowered his head to search and found that half of the banana was already in the dog's mouth in the gas tank.
Nangong Lie quickly wiped the banana crumbs from the corner of his mouth and said, "I didn't eat them secretly. I peeled them specifically for the gas tank."
"Also, I won't call you that, no matter what."
Tan Mo's eyes lit up, "What?"
"Dad~" Nangong Lie automatically covered his mouth, he almost said it.
Tan Mo was upset. She walked in and lay down on the bed that belonged to the gas tank. "It doesn't matter. I don't care about this."
Nangong Lie, who was prepared to be scolded, was stunned. Would he be let off so easily?
What a pity that half of the banana ended up in the dog's stomach.
Glancing at Tan Mo, who was very emo and looked even more deadly than him, Nangong Lie asked hesitantly, "What's wrong with you?"
"It's about the troubles at work. Xihe is always causing trouble. You should know that it's not easy to be a diligent and responsible boss like me."
Nangong Lie nodded, but he always felt that something was not right.
"Forget it. Someone like you who only knows how to date and sign his name probably wouldn't understand."
Nangong Lie: ...He seems to know what's wrong
"What about you? You look so gloomy. Is things not going well at work?"
Wow, this is the first time in all the time he has been working that someone has asked him about his work.
Tan Mo is really a kind and good sister.
As if he had someone to vent his anger to, Nangong Lie automatically ignored Tan Mo's contempt for him. "It seems like the workshop director is deliberately targeting me, trying to make things difficult for me, finding fault with me, and making me rework most of the products I made."
"Do you know how outrageous this is? It's fine if I just want to rework, but they also say I need to review my experience, empower innovation, use benchmarks to solidify methodology, achieve goal alignment, and leverage resources to force granular refinement..."
"I'm just a lousy worker. If I could innovate, why would he lecture me? Do you even understand what assembly line work is? Have you ever heard of an assembly line wanting to innovate? Can innovation still be called assembly line work?"
"A bald guy is loading the goods!"
Tan Mo laughed out loud when she heard this. She didn't expect there would be such a person in the factory.
"Then have you ever thought about returning to the Nangong family? After all, you have been with Nangong Xiong for so many years. As long as you are willing to come back for marriage, he will definitely arrange a job for you."
"It's not impossible to give you a small company to manage. Then you can become the president again."
"Forget it then." Nangong Lie slowly told Tan Mo, "In fact, sometimes when I am at my wit's end, I also think about not getting married and just going home to inherit the inheritance."
"But being controlled by my grandfather is another kind of suffering. 'Assembly line work' and 'being controlled by my grandfather' are two hells, and neither is better than the other."
"But at least I can still work hard to find a job and escape from the factory. But if I go back, I'll just be at Grandpa's mercy until he dies, like a puppet with no thoughts of my own."
"Just thinking about that makes assembly line work bearable."
Tan Mo brought up the purpose of coming to see Nangong Lie today, "Do you want to change jobs now?"
Tan Mo's words were like a spider web, hooking Nangong Lie's desire. He stared at Tan Mo in a daze.
"This job is respectable, well-paid, and comes with five social insurances and one housing fund. It's better than working in a factory no matter how you look at it."
"If you're willing to do it, I can recommend you."
Nangong Lie's underdeveloped little brain finally came online for once, "Is it really that good?"
Tan Mo: "What if I could sell you out? I've contributed to the work of Xu Xiaonian, Lin Yu, and Jiang Qingya. I've assigned them tasks based on their interests, hobbies, and abilities."
"I can't bear to see such a promising young man like you waste his time in a factory. If you don't want to, I'll give the job to someone else."
Tan Mo pretended to stand up and leave.
"No, no, no, Sister Mo, don't do this." Nangong Lie stopped her, "This is just being polite! How can I not trust you?"
"Well, I'll go to the factory and ask for two days off, and I'll do it the day after tomorrow!"
After working in a factory for a while, Nangong Lie came to a conclusion: to be a slave outside means to throw away Kong Yiji's long gown, lower your status, make more friends with capable people, and learn more from them.
However, on the third day, when he was wearing a Western-style maid outfit and holding a broom in front of a Cantonese-style mansion, Nangong Lie discovered that this conclusion was wrong.
This capable friend may very likely end up ruining you.
Without saying a word, he immediately took out his cell phone and called Tan Mo.
When Tan Mo received the call, she had just gotten up from the luxurious bed and was stroking Sang Biao's fur.
"Hello~"
"Tan Mo, you are crazy!"
Tan Mo: ...
"Is it necessary to curse so harshly so early in the morning?"
Nangong Lie was speechless. "You asked me to work as a servant in Bo Yanli's house. Is that the good job you mentioned? You're really good at this. Do you hate me so much?"
"You have to speak with a clear conscience when you say this." Tan Mo yawned lazily. "Although I'm a servant, I'm a servant of Mr. Bo's family, a well-known figure in City A."
"Just tell me whether this job is respectable or not?"
Nangong Lie frowned as he thought, that's what he said, but...
Tan Mo continued, "Twenty thousand a month, isn't that higher than your factory salary? Is it also higher than the average salary in City A?"
Nangong Lie: This is the truth
Tan Mo: "Isn't it more cost-effective to start paying the five social insurances and one housing fund from the moment you start working here, rather than the factory where you start paying after three months?"
Nangong Lie: That seems to be the case.
Tan Mo: "So tell me, is this a good job?"
Nangong Lie was fooled and said slowly: "Yes?"
"Then why don't you thank me quickly."
Nangong Lie expressed his sincere gratitude, "Thank you, Sister Mo."
"That's right." Tan Mo suddenly whispered, "And you're not going there just to be a servant this time. You have to remember your other identity: undercover!"
"Our company is currently being hampered by the Zhongyi Group, which has taken away a lot of our business. I can't help asking you to go undercover."
Tan Mo used both kindness and force. "And a few days ago you said you exploited me too much and wanted to compensate me. Were you just talking?"
"I'm just asking you to do me a small favor now!"
Nangong Lie was in a complicated mood, with ambition mixed with humiliation and indignation. He suddenly felt the pressure doubled, "I know, Sister Mo, it's just..."
"That's enough for you to know. I have faith in you." Tan Mo interrupted him and then hung up the call with Nangong Lie.
"...It's just that this maid outfit is a bit short." Nangong Lie pulled the short skirt that was stuck in the crack of his buttocks.
I'm really embarrassed.
Tan Mo held Sang Biao's face and kissed him fiercely, "Good boy, lovely boy, you completed the task perfectly and cooperated with me perfectly. I will reward you with two more cans later."
Sang Biao understood his "Jiang Guan" son, and happily stuck out his tongue with a sweet smile.
"That's so pitiful!"
At this time, another call came in to Tan Mo's cell phone.
Tan Mo took a look and said pretentiously, "Boss Bo."
The person who called her was Bo Yanli. "Mr. Tan, I'm very loyal to you. I've already let Nangong Lie work for the Bo family."
"Then I'll trouble President Bo to help me severely torture him to vent my hatred. He's a fake prince who has enjoyed my wealth and glory. Does he think he can get away with it without suffering any hardship?"
This is Tan Mo's plan.
In order to put such a big person under Bo Yanli's nose, Tan Mo couldn't help but make up some excuse.
The real daughter wants to make the fake prince suffer, which is a very good reason.
"Don't worry, I understand everything! I guarantee you'll be satisfied!"
Just after finishing the call with Tan Mo, Bo Yanli's phone rang.
"What's going on? It's broad daylight, aren't you afraid of being exposed?"
Lu Xingjian: "Then why did you agree to let Nangong Lie go to the Bo family? Have you ever thought about what would happen if he found out?"
Lu Xingjian knew that Tan Mo was going to send someone into the Bo family. Although he was horrified when he heard it at the time, he thought about it carefully afterwards and realized that this was just one-sidedness.
Moreover, the spy sent was Nangong Lie. It was impossible for Tan Mo to send him secretly. After all, Bo Yanli knew what Nangong Lie looked like.
In other words, if Bo Yanli does not agree, Tan Mo's plan may not work.
But who would have thought that Bo Yanli agreed so immediately?
Lu Xingjian was furious. "You are so hopelessly stupid."
"How can you talk to your daddy, kid?" Bo Yanli said with a click of his tongue. "The longer you've been with Tan Mo, the more disrespectful you've become."
"Have you ever thought that since Tan Mo sent people in to steal our family's secrets, we can also spread some false information through Nangong Lie!"
"This is called turning the tables."
Bo Yanli smiled and said, "Besides, even if Nangong Lie discovers your identity, it's not a bad thing."
"Your identity is about to be revealed, isn't it? I can't wait any longer!"
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