Secret Lovers of Senior Officials: Alipay for Marriage

On weekends, Yan Xixi didn't sleep in.

In fact, since leaving the hotel, she has resumed her normal work and rest schedule. She wakes up at 50 o'clock every day as usual. After work, she writes resumes, checks information, and picks up her long-lost professional books to review.These days, it is really getting harder and harder to find a job. Even with an annual salary of [-], it is still a huge army to cross the single-plank bridge.As for those with an annual salary of three to five million yuan, just look at it, the requirements are too high and too high-N years of work experience will already keep you out of the door.

His eyes once again fell on the company he had worked for—it’s a pity, if he hadn’t resigned, his current annual salary would be 30 yuan.If you are willing to work hard and your business improves, then you will be the next Fu Mei—running wildly on the road to Bai Fumei.

Pity.

Not to mention Bai Fumei, now she has become a dick, and she is back to her original form.

However, with Huang Xiaojue there, it is definitely impossible to turn back.

When I think of Huang Xiaojue, my heart is still a little cold - a person who has been stationed in my heart for more than ten years is not like a mobile hard drive, who can delete unnecessary memories with just a lift of a finger.

These days, she never dared to turn on that mobile phone, nor did she dare to check her mailbox. QQ messages were always turned off.

Only once in a while when I went to look through it, I found that Huang Xiaojue hadn't left a message—not a single message.

If he really didn't love him anymore, he wasn't a man who stalked him - he was so stalking back then because he was convinced that he still loved him, and leaving him was a last resort.

Huang Xiaojue suddenly disappeared.

How is he?It won't be too sad, will it?

I picked up the phone a few times, but I still gritted my teeth and held it back—what’s the point of breaking the thread?Are you mean?

Memories are like time, some people we have vowed never to forget, but time will blur his face day by day.She thought that the pain of breaking up would pass away slowly.

Since then, Huang Xiaojue has never been contacted again.

I have sent out several resumes online and have not received any response, which is really frustrating.If things go on like this, the mortgage will no longer be self-reliant-ah, it's really frustrating: the new store, the house, no matter what, it's all paid by Wang Donglin.

These days, talking about backbone also requires capital.

Hurry up and work hard, self-reliance is king.

She comforted herself: Think of it as Goujian, the King of Yue who tried his hardest to save his life - oh, it really is cheap enough.

After a little work, it was almost noon before I knew it.She was a little hungry, opened the refrigerator, it was empty, and then remembered that she hadn't bought food for several days.

She changed her clothes and was about to go shopping when she heard the doorbell ring.

She muttered, who is this?After living here, the doorbell has never thought about it.

He opened the door, startled.

The man opposite had short hair, a white shirt, and straight pants. He looked very young and energetic.

What is this going to do?

Wang Donglin stood at the door, smiling all over his face, but his tone was clearly a little embarrassing: "Well... what a coincidence..."

Her eyes widened, what a coincidence?

He looked up and down and changed his clothes. Is this the rhythm of going out soon?

"Miss, you keep not replying to your WeChat messages. I have no choice but to pay a visit by myself."

She coughed a few times.

"Miss, I'm here to make you fulfill your promise..."

She raised her eyebrows: what promise?What did you promise him?

"Slightly...didn't you say you wanted to invite me to dinner last time? After you saw me, you released me as a pigeon. This is not good. It's boring to keep releasing pigeons. You promised to cook for me yourself, and you said what you said." It's hard to chase a four-horse... No, I came to the door by myself..."

Dare this guy come here for a meal?

Yan Xixi was caught off guard, holding the door with one hand, thinking to herself, should I let him in, or should I not let him in?

(Big explosion today, lol. Continue tomorrow.)