(three hundred and ninety-eight)
"Thank you, Miss!" Ye Wenyu bowed deeply with joy. She thought with emotion that there were still many good people in the world. This sister from the foreign trade company not only paid her salary on time every month, but also, every time they met, not only did she not look at the manuscripts she submitted, but she would also say encouraging words to her.
It's truly heartwarming.
She left the foreign trade company with light steps, but as soon as she stepped out of the office of the staff member she had met, she got an upset stomach. It was probably because she had eaten cold food in the school cafeteria at noon, which upset her stomach. Therefore, Ye Wenyu had to hold her stomach and hurriedly look for a toilet in the foreign trade company.
Five minutes later, she found the restroom, immediately slipped into the women's room, and took a large dump. Only then did her body feel less uncomfortable. After tidying herself up, she prepared to leave the restroom and return to her school when she heard a woman's voice: "Did you see that female college student who came to the company today?"
Ye Wenyu froze, and withdrew her hand that was about to push open the toilet stall door. Wasn't this talking about her?
"I see her, I see her! She's quite pretty, with an ethereal air. Is she our boss's mistress?" came another woman's voice.
Ye Wenyu was stunned. She didn't even know who the owner of this foreign trade company was. The person she met with was a young woman who was not yet thirty years old.
She seemed to freeze on the spot, shrinking into the small, dark cubicle, her ears perked up, her heart pounding wildly as she eavesdropped on the secrets related to her.
I've always found it strange that I got this translation job at a foreign trade company, but it seems I'll hear the real answer today.
She clearly remembered that she had never submitted her resume to any foreign trade company, so she was always very skeptical about getting this high-paying job out of thin air.
Now, the time has come to learn the truth! Ye Wenyu pricked up her ears like a cat, as if a rabbit lived in her chest. She never thought that she would get the truth she had always wanted to know in the restroom of the foreign trade company.
"She's not our boss's mistress. But this job was originally meant to take care of her."
Ah, Ye Wenyu opened her eyes. So there really was someone taking care of her!
"Yeah, yeah, why do we need external translators now? Those childish translation jobs can be done by any of our employees. I heard they give them four thousand a month, so I think it's abnormal. Everyone in the company is talking about it."
Ye Wenyu was stunned. So, she really didn't get this job through her own abilities. Then, who was it that helped her?
She paid off Lin Tingfeng's hospital fees and saved up nearly 200,000 yuan in six months!
Ye Wenyu stared wide-eyed in the dimly lit toilet stall, her heart pounding like a drum. She clutched her throat with one hand, finding it a way to relax; otherwise, she felt as if her heart might leap out of her throat at any moment.
"Which big shot is willing to help her? What's their relationship with our boss?"
"Oh dear, didn't you see our boss? He's henpecked, fat and short, his body looks like it was sculpted by a pressure cooker, not even forty years old, already balding, his belly bigger than a pregnant woman's, and not very educated. How could he possibly find such a high-quality young mistress? Hehehe, hehehe—"
"However, it's hard to say. Nowadays, young girls will pounce on any man they see if they have a little money. They're very aggressive and don't care whether you're good-looking or not."
"I heard she's not our boss's mistress."
Just then, a familiar voice suddenly rang out: "Instead of working properly, what are you doing chewing on maggots in the toilet!"
Ye Wenyu couldn't help but laugh silently. Being called a gossip in the toilet and being called a maggot was a very apt description!
She recognized the voice; it belonged to the young woman she had been in contact with.
Now she finally understands why the foreign trade company paid her such a high salary, why the young lady never checked the quality of her manuscripts, only cared about whether she had received her salary, and why she always gave her kind encouragement before leaving.
The young woman, presumably the department head, continued her tirade: "That girl is a top student from Q University. Would our boss have such a mistress? Let me tell you the truth! The one who's helping that girl is our boss's boss. Our boss usually doesn't even have the chance to curry favor with him. He just made a phone call and asked us to arrange a job for the girl, and that's why this happened. Even our boss wouldn't dare offend this big boss, how dare you? Don't you dare talk behind his back anymore, or you'll be left wondering how you died!"
Ye Wenyu was stunned. Her boss's boss? She never had the chance to curry favor with him before? One phone call and he offered her a high-paying job. Who was this person? Who had such ability? In her circle, she had never had such a wealthy friend.
The bathroom fell silent again. All three women had left. Ye Wenyu waited for more than ten minutes before quietly walking out and quickly leaving the foreign trade company with her head down.
She now knows that her easy, high-paying job was done with someone else's help, but she doesn't know who it was.
That night, Ye Wenyu didn't sleep a wink, tossing and turning in bed like a pancake. She kept racking her brains over this question: Who in her social circle could help her find a job?
The moon, like a large jade plate, hung high outside the window, its light as clear as water, illuminating the girls' dormitory as bright as day. Some of the roommates were talking in their sleep, while others were snoring loudly; they were all sleeping soundly.
People who have no worries sleep well.
She was the only one who lay awake, unable to sleep no matter what. She had discovered a big secret: her high-paying, leisurely job was found for her by someone else.
I thought that life would go smoothly on my own, like riding a wheel, without the help of external forces. I never expected that it was a benefactor who helped me. Who was this benefactor?
Is it her mother? No, no, the old lady is too busy taking care of herself. If she had even a little bit of ability, she wouldn't have ignored her after she went to university. She still loves her very much, she just doesn't have the ability to love her back.
Is it her father? Impossible. He ignored her when she was a child, and they haven't seen each other for over ten years. He couldn't possibly help her suddenly, nor does he have that kind of ability. He's been working at the bottom of the social ladder, delivering food and packages, barely able to support himself. How could he possibly become the boss of a foreign trade company?
Is it Cai Wenchuan? That's impossible. He just came back from Germany. He's always hated her working, and he's always been a bookworm, staying in his little corner of Q University campus for years. His only connections are his colleagues on campus. Outside of Q University, he's completely clueless and doesn't know anyone.
Is this Uncle Cai?
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