"I'll eat faster next time." The unlucky guy secretly glanced at Song Qingqing's profile, blushed, and lowered his head.
"There's no need for that." As long as you have money, you can find food anywhere.
Thinking of money, Song Qingqing added, "If you don't have money for food, you can ask me for an advance on your salary. It's settled then."
And just like that, Song Qingqing settled the matter with a single blow.
Even though the unlucky guy was all talk and no action, Song Qingqing was no longer swayed.
Thursday arrived in the blink of an eye.
"Qingqing, these are all birthday gifts from the villagers."
Everyone is very grateful to you for providing them with job opportunities.
After Song Guoqiang finished speaking, Song Qingqing began to look through the things on the table. There was food, clothes, and some trinkets.
That certainly shows their thoughtfulness.
Picking up a small grasshopper, Song gently curled her lips into a smile.
She bought the vegetable plots and gave priority to the people of Songjia Village to hire them because she wanted to support her own workforce.
"As long as they work hard, I won't treat them unfairly," Song replied, gently putting down the grasshopper.
"Definitely."
If they don't cherish the opportunity, I'll be the first to object.
Don't worry!
I will definitely help you manage the vegetable garden well.
Song Guoqiang has now switched to working in the vegetable garden.
The unlucky guy will take over things here.
Speaking of unlucky people, the other party is actually a talented businessman and manager.
In just a few days, he not only helped Song Qingqing manage the shop perfectly.
Moreover, they are also adept at maintaining order while grocery shopping.
Now, no matter how good business is, there will be no chaos.
"Oh, by the way, I've provided a bicycle for you and Xiaoyi each."
"It will be much more convenient for you to go to the vegetable garden from now on." Song Qingqing pointed to the two newly bought bicycles and a tricycle outside and said.
Upon hearing this, Song Guoqiang was overjoyed, as he had been worrying about when he could buy a bicycle.
Unexpectedly, Song Qingqing bought it for him.
“I also gave you a raise of 300 yuan. From now on, I’ll have to trouble Uncle Guoqiang with the vegetable garden.”
"No need to add it, it's what I should do."
"This is what you deserve, no need to be modest with me." Song Qingqing's income has now stabilized at tens of thousands of yuan per month.
So she can still afford to pay that salary.
“Then I’ll ride my bike to the vegetable garden to supervise.” Song Qingqing valued him so much that Song Guoqiang now wished he could spend all day at the vegetable market watching the vegetables grow.
After seeing Song Guoqiang off, Song Qingqing turned to the unlucky guy working in the shop and said, "That bicycle outside will be your mode of transportation from now on."
"Really? That's great! I have a bicycle now!" The unlucky guy, who had been all smiles when the bicycle was mentioned, seemed to recall something.
But in the end, I still couldn't remember anything.
Time flies, and Friday arrives in the blink of an eye—the day of Song Qingqing's birthday party.
That day, the atmosphere at school was more excited than ever before. Everyone was talking about what to wear that night, and whether they could dance with the male or female students they had a crush on.
As for Song Qingqing herself, she was at a department store in the city, accompanying Zhang Xiaoyan to pick out clothes.
But at this moment, she had already forgotten the name of the owner of this department store.
It wasn't until Jiang Meimei appeared in front of her with a group of thugs that Song Qingqing realized that this department store also belonged to the Jiang family.
"You poor wretch, you finally deigned to show up?"
I couldn't find you anywhere outside, but you came to me on your own.
"Looks like you're tired of living, aren't you?" Jiang Meimei was wearing a pink princess dress with a big red flower on her waist.
It looks very eye-catching.
Song glanced at them lightly, then looked up and scanned the thugs behind them.
There are twelve this time, which is quite a lot.
"Can I leave now?" Song Qingqing said softly, but her eyes remained fixed on the other person.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Meimei became even more arrogant, putting her hands on her hips and saying, "Too late. I've been looking for you for months, and now I've finally found you."
How could we possibly let you off so easily?
"Then what do you want?" Song asked timidly, her expression somewhat frightened.
Zhang Xiaoyan sensed something was wrong and was about to speak up for Song Qingqing.
But the other party grabbed his arm, preventing him from moving forward.
Zhang Xiaoyan glanced back at Song Qingqing, but saw that she wasn't looking at her at all and was staring at the arrogant young lady in front of her. She was puzzled, but didn't say anything.
"How about it? If you can do a roll on the ground, maybe I'll be in a good mood and let you off easily."
"Rolling on the ground? I can't. Why don't you demonstrate?" After Song Qingqing finished speaking, Jiang Meimei's expression suddenly changed. She was about to start cursing, but what came out of her mouth was a scream, "Ah!"
Then, she suddenly lunged forward, actually demonstrating how to roll on the ground.
"Help! My legs! I can't feel my legs!" Jiang Meimei screamed as she rolled around.
Upon seeing this, the thugs she brought quickly picked her up and ran towards the hospital.
The battle, which was about to break out, ended abruptly and in a rather anticlimactic manner.
Zhang Xiaoyan stared blankly, then looked away and asked, "Qingqing, what just happened?"
Why did that arrogant young lady suddenly fall and roll on the ground?
"Who knows? Maybe she's done too many bad things and encountered a ghost." Song Qingqing pursed her lips and casually made up a lie.
"It seems she really did encounter a ghost." Zhang Xiaoyan couldn't find a better explanation than this.
"Let's go somewhere else to buy clothes; it's a bit dangerous here," Song Qingqing said, and took the lead in stepping out of the department store.
Seeing this, Zhang Xiaoyan could only follow behind her.
Fortunately, the shopping process went relatively smoothly for the two of them afterwards.
After choosing the clothes, the next step is to get my hair done.
Wow! Is that a celebrity? She's so beautiful.
"My goodness, are there really such beautiful fairies in this world?"
"Brother, I saw an angel."
"Wow, what kind of divine looks are these? I'm so stunned I can't even walk."
"Beautiful lady, I'm a talent scout from xxx company. I think you have the potential to become a star. Would you be interested in entering the entertainment industry?"
"...."
After getting her hair done and changing her clothes, Song Qingqing appeared on the street.
It immediately attracted countless eyes.
Song Qingqing was a little confused, thinking, she just changed her clothes and let her hair down, how did it cause such a sensation?
As expected... clothes make the man, and I am indeed the most beautiful woman in the world.
"Sorry, I have no interest in acting." After rejecting the talent scout, Song Qingqing and Zhang Xiaoyan headed towards the station.
It attracted more and more pedestrians along the way, who stopped to watch.
Song Qingqing felt a little helpless about this. She finally arrived at the station and got on the train, but all the passengers on the train started staring at her again.
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