Chapter 2: The second generation of rural rich

The summer heat is coming, and as an ordinary undergraduate student in the fourth year, Wei Shenmo is still worried about his internship results.

In order to successfully apply for a master's degree in the future, Wei Shenmo must have a sufficient internship report.

The courses in the fourth year are always relatively busy. Wei Shenmo, who finally finished all the courses, was packing his schoolbag and preparing to leave.

As a brother, Chen Ming grabbed Wei Shenmo who was about to leave after class: "Question mark, where are you going to work after graduation?"

Now facing them who are about to graduate, the future work and the direction of work are the most important.

"I don't know. So far, none of my resumes have been responded to."

Wei Shenmo was a little depressed when he said this. He was not bad looking and his academic performance was OK. Why didn't anyone respond to my resumes?

Was my requirement too high?

Not high, the salary for my major is usually around 9,000 yuan...

Chen Ming was a little worried when he heard that his brother hadn't found a job yet: "Ah... this is a bit dangerous!"

If I can't find an internship and can't write an internship report in my senior year, it seems that it will be difficult to get a master's degree!

But thinking about the situation at Wei Shenmo's home, it's not impossible for him to go home even if he can't find a job or go to school: "If it doesn't work, go home and farm?"

Who knew that Chen Ming was just joking but Wei Shenmo took it seriously: "No, I'm determined not to go back."

"It's so good to go back, a rich second-generation villager. You don't have to work every day, just go and take a look and give guidance."

Since the brothers around Wei Shenmo knew about his family's situation, all the pity and care that he had given Wei Shenmo before disappeared!

What care... what pity...

the most pitiful are them, he is still a rich second-generation villager.

It's not a problem for his family to have a few million, so it's okay for them, these poor people.

When it comes to going back to the countryside if he can't find a job, Wei Shenmo's face becomes solemn: "No, I will never go back."

"No, I have to go back and submit my resume."

The thought of going back to that home without finding a job, working for nothing and being despised, and more importantly, seeing his ex-girlfriend...

who pesters him every day, chirping and whining...Brother Mo this, Brother Mo that...

No, no...

Thinking about it, he felt happier to go back to the dormitory and submit his resume.

Seeing his brother running so fast after class, Chen Ming was a little confused: "Why are you walking so fast?"

"Going back to the dormitory and submitting my resume."

Chen Ming was full of doubts when he saw Wei Shenmo actively submitting his resume. He hugged his brother and roommate beside him and asked: "Why do you think the second-generation rich people would work for others instead of being a good person?"

"I don't know. This may be the trouble of the second-generation rich."

As the dormitory elder who had never spoken, he directly pointed out the confusion among the second-generation rich in one sentence.

Chen Ming just turned his face to the dormitory head beside him, and said with a relaxed and happy tone, "Would you like to have a drink together tonight?"

The dormitory head Lu Ye directly pushed away Chen Ming's arm on his shoulder, and patted the faint smoke on his shoulder with disdain: "I'm going to an interview!"

"Fuck... Why are you all so active in your work?"

Facing the betrayal of his good brother, Chen Ming felt deeply distressed. That feeling was like a sword piercing through his chest...

Painful and confused...

After Chen Ming reacted, he ran directly towards the road where Wei Shenmo left, and he didn't forget to shout: "Brother, wait for me!"

"Hey... Son, haven't you found a job yet?"

When the evening entered the habitual questioning time of parents, Wei Shenmo looked worried.

"Well, I don't know why it feels like it's so hard to find a job!"

Wei's mother in the camera couldn't find a job outside and had to beg and kowtow to others, and she couldn't help but think of asking him to come back.

"Son, why don't you come back..."

Before Wei's mother finished her words, she was interrupted by Wei Shenmo's determined look: "No... I'm determined not to go back."

Looking at their son's determined look, Wei's mother and father were also worried.

Why must he go out when there is something wrong with his own home...

But thinking of the photos that his best friend sent him two days ago, Wei's mother suddenly came up with a way to solve Wei Shenmo's work problem. If it works out well, it can also solve his life's major event: "How about I ask your Aunt Ni, and you go to work at your fiancé's house!"

"Fiancé?"

Wei Shenmo frowned when he heard about his fiancé. Why can't he remember having a fiancé...

fiancé... fiancé...

Why does it feel wrong!

"What fiancé?"

Wei Shenmo asked Wei's mother with a confused look on his face.

"Have you forgotten that you were not healthy when you were young? Later, you asked a maid and she said that you were weak and lacked a man in your destiny."

In the video, Wei's mother slowly talked about the origin of Wei Shenmo's fiancé and the fortune-teller at that time.

"It happened to coincide with the birth of your aunt Ni's son. The maid told you that you two were a good match, so your grandfather decided to marry you."

"Mom, what era is this and you are still having a baby marriage?"

Wei Shenmo felt a little uncomfortable. After all, he was a man. It would be fine to find a woman for himself, but why did he find a man...

"I am a man, a man..."

"Mom, this is..."

Wei Shenmo hadn't finished his words when the sound of the phone notification rang, which made him a little surprised and excited.

"This is the photo of his son that your Aunt Ni recently sent us. You still don't like it..."

"Mom, gosh!"

Looking at the man in the photo on the phone, with his handsome face and perfectly proportioned body, Wei Shenmo's eyes were wide open...

"I want to work for him!"

Just because of one look, Wei Shenmo decided to go and see what this man who made his heart beat like. He

also thought that he had some impression of this man... It was like a figure in a dream...