When self-employed people first emerged, everyone looked down on them. But as they saw their wallets getting fatter, more and more people began to be tempted.
"Are any of your friends reliable? They're not going to run away with the money like they did last time, are they?" Zhu Youxian asked, feeling somewhat moved. At the time, she was still studying, and the money she gave Wang Zhao was all her pocket money she'd saved over the years. She felt so bad for him.
"Is this really going to work this time? That bastard from last time, don't let me see him again, or I'll kill him," Wang Zhao said angrily. Not only was Zhu Youxian's pocket money gone, but the money his family had saved for him to get a job was also gone. Since then, asking for money from his family hasn't been so easy. It's all that brat's fault.
Zhu Youxian said, "No, you should go and ask around, don't get scammed again. Look at my hands, they're rough. If I lose this little bit of salary, I'll fight you to the death."
"I know, it's all my fault. When I make enough money, you won't have to work in the textile factory anymore. I'll support you," Wang Zhao said, patting his chest. He was already handsome, and now he spoke so proudly, and with such sweet words, he looked extremely handsome.
Zhu Youxian's hesitation disappeared in an instant. "I'll get the money for you when I get back to the factory. I trust you."
"Youxian, you are so nice." Wang Zhao happily picked her up.
"Put it down, this is on the street."
"What's wrong with the streets? It's not the same as it was a few years ago. Who dares to say anything when I hug my wife? Hahaha..."
Zhu Youxian struggled down and punched him, "What nonsense are you talking about? We haven't even gotten the marriage certificate yet."
Wang Zhao waved his hand and said, "When I come back from Shenzhen, we'll go get the marriage certificate."
"Okay." Zhu Youxian nodded happily.
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