Chapter 25 Chapter 25 I can rely on him
Song Jianan still failed to get Song Yuqiao's permission, and last night ended unpleasantly, with the two sleeping back to back.
Song Yuqiao left the villa early in the morning, and Song Jianan didn't see him.
However, he saw a prepared PPT presentation and a thick stack of knowledge point summaries next to his schoolbag.
He flipped through it and found that it actually included the key points of each subject.
After thinking about it, he accepted it. He had paid a price for it, so there was no reason to refuse.
Last night, Song Yuqiao was considerate enough not to leave a mark on his neck. Just in case, he sprayed a barrier agent before going out.
He was ready to take a taxi to school, but he didn't expect the driver to pick him up as usual.
He didn't want to know whether Song Yuqiao forgot to tell the driver or tacitly allowed him to go back to class, so he opened the car door and got in.
After finishing the PPT presentation in the morning class, he was stopped by a classmate after class.
Faced with the unfamiliar faces of his classmates, he couldn't remember their names for a moment. Feeling embarrassed, he smiled with a hint of doubt on his face.
Chen Rui met his gaze, paused for a moment, and then smiled and said, "You just spoke very well. Our group's performance was outstanding. The teacher will probably give us a high score. Thank you for your hard work."
Song Jianan was even more embarrassed. It turned out that they were members of the same group, but he had no impression of them.
However, Song Yuqiao wrote the speech, so the credit wasn't his. He smiled shyly and said, "You guys did a great job with the PPT."
The two of them walked out of the classroom while talking.
After some polite greetings, Chen Rui put his fist to his lips, coughed lightly, and looked a little unnatural. "Recently, everyone has been contacting teachers to join the lab or looking for internships. What are your plans? If you want to join the lab, you'd better hurry up, because many teachers' positions have been taken up."
Song Jianan: "I'm looking for an internship."
I don’t know if Song Yuqiao’s promise to help him arrange an internship still holds true. If not, he should write his resume as soon as possible and try to submit more resumes.
Out of politeness, he asked, "What about you?"
Chen Rui: "I contacted Professor Zhang, and he agreed to let me join his laboratory."
He smiled and said, "I was thinking of asking, if you're planning on joining the lab, you could come to Professor Zhang. He has one spot left, but it seems like it's no longer needed."
Song Jianan was not familiar with the man and was a little surprised, but he still thanked him.
In any case, as an unfamiliar classmate, it is rare that I can think of him at this time.
Chen Rui hesitated and asked, "Don't you plan to take the postgraduate entrance examination?"
Song Jianan shook his head: "I don't plan to pursue graduate studies."
At this time, students who had just finished class were rushing to the cafeteria. Song Jianan walked towards the school gate in the opposite direction of them, but he didn't expect that Chen Rui was following him.
She carefully lifted her eyelids to glance at him, her mind tangled for a moment, and then she slowly asked, "Aren't you going to the cafeteria?"
Chen Rui seemed embarrassed for a moment and said quickly, "It's a bit crowded after class. I'll go later."
"Well, I actually wanted to ask you something. I'm planning to treat our group to a meal together. Do you want to come?"
Song Jianan's eyes widened in surprise, and he tilted his head to look at him curiously. He couldn't help but say, "Our group has the largest number of people, eight of us. Treating them to a meal must cost a lot of money, right?"
His eyes were dark and moist, like obsidian, very beautiful. When he stared at people, it was hard not to be distracted by the gleam in his eyes.
Chen Rui was stunned for a moment, but Song Jianan quickly looked away. He also came back to his senses, touched his nose, and said, "It won't cost much. I have plenty of pocket money."
Song Jianan thought about it and agreed. Not everyone was as poor as him.
It's just that we are just a group completing the homework. This is the case for most courses every semester. The group usually communicates and assigns tasks online, so there is no need to treat everyone to a meal.
He hesitated, but felt that Chen Rui must have his own plans, so he'd better not say anything.
Chen Rui was a little anxious, worried that Song Jianan wouldn't go, and added, "I think this semester is almost over, and everyone will be busy with internships and exam preparation for next year. Why not get together and have a meal while we have time? After graduation, we'll all go our separate ways, and there won't be time to get together again."
Song Jianan's eyes showed a thoughtful expression. In fact, he didn't really want to go, but he felt that he was very sincere. Faced with such a well-intentioned invitation, he couldn't say no, so he nodded. "I will go. Where shall we meet? What time?"
Chen Rui breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "Let's book a restaurant this Saturday. I'll send you the address."
He checked his phone and said, "I have something else to do. I'll leave first."
Song Jianan nodded hurriedly: "Okay, goodbye."
It was too embarrassing to walk with a classmate he didn't know well. He felt uncomfortable all over and just wanted to leave as soon as possible.
A look of disappointment flashed across Chen Rui's eyes, but he still smiled, waved at him, and turned away.
But he couldn't help but look back and saw Song Jianan got into a car as usual, but not the previous one.
Maybe his family changed their car, so he didn't think much about it.
Song Jianan ate the lunch brought by the driver Uncle Liu, returned to the teaching building, and went to the classroom early. The air conditioner was not on in the classroom during lunch break, but he still chose a place where the air conditioner could not reach and sat down, reading the book according to the knowledge points sorted out by Song Yuqiao.
After class in the afternoon, he didn't ask the driver to pick him up and made an appointment to meet Wen Xue.
He still wants to fight for this part-time job.
Wen Xue held the coffee cup, took a sip, and said with an embarrassed look, "Brother Xiaonan, I really don't want you to leave, but if I continue to use you, I won't be able to open my studio."
She smiled bitterly, "Cheng Ke comes from a wealthy family and has a wide network of contacts. His family told me that the person who didn't let you stay with me is someone I can't afford to offend."
Song Jianan was disappointed and forced a smile, "It's okay, it's not my fault."
Wen Xue looked at him worriedly, "Brother Xiaonan, you didn't offend anyone, did you? If you knew who it was, maybe you could ask them. There's still a chance. It's just a part-time job, there's no need for that person to make such a fuss."
Song Jianan shook his head, without mentioning Song Yuqiao, and asked embarrassedly: "Senior sister, if you have a part-time job channel, can you consider me first and recommend me?"
Wen Xue was reminded by him and remembered that a friend of hers was also recruiting models recently, the kind that didn't show their faces. After hesitating for a while, she told Song Jianan and repeatedly reminded him, "Don't let anyone know that I recommended you."
Song Jianan's depressed mood suddenly improved, his eyes lit up, and he nodded vigorously: "Yeah! I won't, thank you, senior sister!"
Wen Xue was touched by his cuteness and smiled, "You're welcome. If you have a suitable model, please recommend one to me."
Speaking of this, Wen Xue thought of Xie Mao, whom she had only met once. "Hey, the roommate you shared with last time was called Xie Mao, right? I think he's a good guy. I wonder if he's interested in being my model?"
Song Jianan also felt that Xie Mao was quite suitable. He had a well-proportioned body and was a little taller than him. "I'll go back and ask him."
Wen Xue smiled sweetly, "If it works, I'll treat you to a meal."
After leaving the coffee shop, Song Jianan walked slowly towards the school and sent a message to Xie Mao. He knew that Xie Mao was the only one in the dormitory. When he passed by the milk tea shop, he bought two cups and took them back to the dormitory to find Xie Mao.
Xie Mao frowned after hearing what he said: "If I go, what about you?"
Song Jianan bit the straw, pretending to be relaxed, and said with a smile: "For some reasons, I can't do this part-time job anymore."
Xie Mao didn't bother to break his forced smile and just asked him, "Are you looking for another part-time job?"
Song Jianan was stunned and asked in surprise: "How did you know?"
Xie Mao said: "Okay, I'll keep an eye on it for you. Senior sister..."
He glanced at Song Jianan and nodded, "I'll go."
Song Jianan was pleasantly surprised, his eyes curved, "That's great, thank you, Xie Mao."
Xie Mao also laughed. I don't know what he was thanking for. He raised his empty milk tea cup and said, "Don't bring milk tea next time."
Song Jianan blinked his eyes and said, "The milk tea here is delicious, so I wanted to bring you a cup." It wasn't his money anyway, so there was no need to feel bad.
Xie Mao glanced at the milk tea in his hand. He always drank the same one, but he dared to swear that this milk tea was delicious. He recommended several kinds to him in a somewhat funny way.
Song Jianan wrote it down seriously and decided to listen to Xie Mao and try something else next time.
*
Song Group.
Lin Shu knocked on the door of the president's office, heard a slightly cold "come in" from inside, and pushed the door open.
"Mr. Song, this is the information that the private detective has found on Mr. Song over the years. Please take a look."
Song Yuqiao took the information and looked at the other document in his hand.
Lin Shu hurriedly said, "Boss Song, I've already arranged for someone to complete the internship process for Mr. Song. Here's the notification form."
Song Yuqiao glanced at the notice and frowned.
Lin Shu's heart skipped a beat. As an intern, these conditions were already very generous. Could it be that President Song was still dissatisfied with something?
Song Yuqiao looked up, pushed the notice over, pointed to one of the places and said, "The salary is changed to 10,000."
Lin Shu was surprised: "Mr. Song, is ten thousand too much?"
The salary of a regular employee is not necessarily 10,000. Under normal circumstances, the salary of an intern is only 3,000, but he took the initiative to increase it to 5,000.
Song Yuqiao glanced at him indifferently.
Lin Shu quickly put aside his doubts and said, "Okay, Mr. Song, I'll make the changes right away."
Song Yuqiao flipped through the information in his hand and nodded without raising his head.
If he wasn't just an intern, he would think ten thousand was too little.
Instead of letting Song Jianan worry about doing a part-time job that pays a few thousand yuan, it is better to offer a higher internship salary so that he can concentrate on his internship.
The words Song Jianan said last night were engraved in his mind, and he couldn't help but frown whenever he thought of them.
The younger generation of the Song family - the cousins from the eldest uncle and third uncle's families, and even Song Yuxuan, none of them have to worry about money.
When every ordinary person is worried about their future and livelihood, they can attend various celebrity banquets in elegant clothes, or spend hundreds of millions to buy an auction item they like or just for fun.
Jiajia should have been like them, carefree and spending money as she pleased.
But then he realized that Jia Jia didn't even trust him - even though it was Jia Jia who took the initiative to ask him for help.
His brows were cold and he turned the page.
I knew in my heart that he was too anxious.
Over the past four years, he has become accustomed to Jia Jia's indifference and neglect, and doesn't know how to be nice to him.
And Jiajia had long forgotten that she could rely on him.
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