I changed green tea

There were not many tables in the rented loft. After cleaning, he took me to IKEA to buy some tables and chairs to assemble at home. We also went to the supermarket to buy a lot of daily necessities.

There was no stopping for a moment in the tidying up.

I was tightening screws in my room installing an IKEA table until after 10 o'clock, and neither of us had dinner yet.

He didn't allow us to eat grilled crayfish or anything like that, so I had to order the Japanese set meal that was still sold late at night.

This kind of sushi is really expensive.

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But after a day of hard work, I just eat whatever I want. I went to shoot videos before and now I’m working hard on typing, not to support my own colorful life, but probably just to satisfy the freedom of diet at the moment.

"Today is the first day that we two live together. What do you want to say?"

While the two of us were sitting on the sofa waiting for the takeaway to arrive, he was still tirelessly asking about all sorts of romantic matters.

"I'm very tired and hungry. I don't have any manuscripts saved and I have to stay up late at night."

"Well, there's nothing I can do about moving house. On the first day, can't you look forward to the future and encourage me as I'm going to work tomorrow?"

"How much is your salary?"

"What kind of benefits can an intern get? 120 yuan a day, and 500 yuan a month for transportation. Oh, no, how can you ruin the atmosphere? I can't even laugh when I talk about benefits." Mu Mingxue leaned on me and sighed. "Tell me, as a small script supervisor, do I have a chance?"

"Go and give it a try. If it's too tiring, forget it." This is probably all the tenderness I have.

I have always sneered at many summer internships. Many of them treat you as cheap labor and use those so-called dreams to waste your youth.

It's nonsense to say that field staff can accumulate work experience. They just get ordered around when they enter the circle, especially in the so-called entertainment circle where people gossip about seniority, engage in intrigue, and different factions are intertwined.

If you take a wrong step, you will be blamed.

People like me have the unique pride of intellectuals and I can't stand it. As long as I'm not starving to death, I will never go to these so-called startup companies. Of course, I will never impose this idea on others.

996 or free time? I have already given the answer. I don’t know about others, but I will definitely not change.

I don’t know if Mu Mingxue can adapt to this huge gap. To be honest, it’s not that I don’t want him to face society. He is destined to be on the stage. As for my original self, I am quite worried.

"You'll support me if I don't work?"

"Aren't I raising you now?"

He looked at me for a moment, then patted me on the shoulder, "Is that right? No! You are investing in me, who will be very successful in this circle in the future~" He perked up, patted his chest, and I don't know where the confidence came from. I smiled and agreed.

The takeaway arrived very quickly. He had a good appetite and ate most of it. He wanted to try my eel rice. I asked him to take a piece of eel and he gave me a grilled salmon sushi in return.

While eating, I kept muttering that the eel rice here is not very good and is so expensive, a bad review!

After eating, he went to take a shower and go to bed. "You should go to bed early too. Your skin will get worse after 12 o'clock."

I packed up the lunch box, put it into a bag and threw it at the door. Looking at my hands that were red from tightening the screws, I shook my head and went upstairs. I wrote the novel until two o'clock in the morning. The walls turned white under the light.

Chapter 64 I deserve it! (2/5)

Around 9 o'clock the next evening, Mu Mingxue had not returned yet.

It wasn't because I missed him. I was writing novels, watching anime, and playing a game of Dota. I ate lunch and dinner alone as usual. When I looked up and wanted to ask Mu Mingxue how his work was going, I found that he hadn't come back yet.

The lights in the living room were dim, and the surroundings were not quiet. The double-layer insulating glass could not block the hustle and bustle of traffic in the downtown area.

I picked up my phone and called him, but no one answered.

In busy and noisy workplaces, it is indeed difficult to hear if vibration is set.

I logged into my QQ and found the email that Qin Huan was accepted. It had the company's detailed address, which was not far from here, so I prepared to go there without hesitation.

Xx Media occupied three floors of an office building, but its scale was still much smaller than Fengqi Media.

From a distance, I could see that the office building was not brightly lit, only half of it was lit.

I took the elevator to the 20th floor, and as soon as I entered, I saw him carrying a lighting lamp on his thin shoulders and some miscellaneous items in his hands.

He was the only one walking in the huge corridor.

I frowned and walked over.

"You haven't gotten off work yet?"

He turned around in surprise, "Hey... why are you here?"

"I called you but you didn't answer, so I came to check on you."

"… Is there a phone call? I was so busy just now that I was confused and disoriented."

"You've been busy all day. Have you eaten?" I took the sundries hanging from his hands.

"I just ate a couple of bites at noon, and I didn't have time to eat at night. I had to go to one scene after another... I had to be on call at all times, and I had to pack up after filming."

"So now that we've finished moving, can we go home from get off work?"

"It's OK. I'll just clean up here and close the door. I'm really tired today... I'm going to eat something delicious later! I'm almost fainting from hunger." He was still able to maintain such an optimistic attitude.

But isn't this media company a bit too bold? ? They dared to let a stage manager who was doing odd jobs on his first day of work be the last one to leave? Although there were surveillance cameras, the door was left open? The dispatcher didn't even stay to watch?

On the way home, Mu Mingxue smiled a little tiredly, but still complained to me eagerly about what happened today. "Hey, this company is short of staff. One of the warehouse managers left, and the original stage supervisor also left. As soon as I reported, they called me to do something. At noon, they ordered a box lunch, saying that it was my first day here and they forgot to order it for me. I went downstairs to eat a bowl of noodles in a hurry. I just sat down and waited for the noodles to be cooked. In less than 10 minutes, the next show started again, and they asked me to go over again.

However, this company is quite strong and has several famous internet celebrities.

It's these internet celebrities who are so disgusting. They kept asking me to serve them tea and water. Their managers didn't move and still came to order me around. I'm really impressed. They were dissatisfied with this and that during the filming. It's really annoying.

After the photoshoot at night, it was a mess. I had to put everything back in categories, and I had to organize the costumes and props. They went to have a big meal happily. And the employees of the company were really annoying. They politely said "please trouble me, trouble me" and pushed all the things to me. Do they think I'm easy to bully because I'm new here?"

I have an ultimate internet celebrity like you by my side. You can just shoot a video and beat up those pretentious little bitches. Humph, it's just that you don't take action~" Mu Mingxue waved her fist indignantly.

"Hearing what you said, it's really a scam. How about, just forget it? Or, I can ask Mu Wan at Jianggou Company if there are any other job opportunities for you. How can you make a name for yourself in such a small company?" I said this just to be polite.

"What's that? If you want some benefits from Jiang Fengqi, then you have to make a deal. If you don't even shoot a video for them, they will definitely hold you responsible. You know Jiang Fengqi's attitude towards you. You hate him so much, but you are planning to give him something to hold against you, right? Besides, a stage supervisor can learn something.

Besides, Sister Lin also said that there might be some auditions for roles, so I might also be a possibility…” Mingxue said the last sentence hesitantly.

Maybe? Possibly?

This is equivalent to telling you, my little brother, just be quiet and take notes on the spot so that we can exploit you.

I didn't say anything. There was no way to say anything. Mu Mingxue wanted to be famous, and I couldn't persuade him to give up this dream. He didn't want to just stay at home and wait for death. Even if he had to do such hard and tiring work, he still endured it without much complaint. I could only provide him with a place to stay and talk to him for a few words. I didn't come here to comfort him.

At most I could help him put his clothes in the washing machine, hang them out to dry, and fold them neatly in his closet, and that was all.

For the next week, Mu Mingxue almost always finished work at 9:10- pm.

You can certainly withstand one day of such days, but after a week, you will start to feel overwhelmed. The struggle between numbness and hope is the most painful.

His complexion became worse and worse, and his food became simpler and more casual. He would just eat a bowl of noodles and that was it. He didn't want to slowly look for a noodle shop with a high rating. The quality of life was not important. He would take a shower after eating, without any time to check his phone. He would lie down on the bed and fall asleep quickly. His leisurely mood was shattered.

This isn't the hardest part; this is torture.

My mood became increasingly heavy.

He used to joke with me and say he was tired and wanted to hug me to relieve stress, but now he can't do anything.

He talks less and less to me, his laughter fades and his voice becomes quieter. In this rapid, ruthless and mechanical rush, can we see any hope?

During this week, I noticed that the expression on his face became increasingly solemn.

The chatter with me was also replaced by “Oh, um, okay.”

He seemed to be beginning to feel dissatisfied with me, himself, and life again.

You must be dreaming about a weekend with two days off, but Mu Mingxue didn’t even have a day off. At 11 o’clock on Sunday, when I was about to take Mu Mingxue, who had just woken up, out for a good meal, he received a call.

"Sister Lin...but...it's the weekend?"

"What's wrong with the weekend? Young man, don't you work on the weekend? You just came here for an internship, you must be exposed to more shooting processes and knowledge in this area. Don't you want to be on camera? If you can't even endure this little hardship, where will the opportunity come from?

Know our company's operation mode and positioning, watch more live performances of Internet celebrities, others can't watch them even if they want to, hurry up, come to the company within half an hour, today we are still a live online broadcast event. "The tone on the other end was very tough.

I frowned as soon as I heard it, "Isn't this too much?"

"What can I do? I still have to go. I'm a script supervisor, I'm doing an internship, and it's only the first week. I can't just give up. There's nothing I can do..." He was trying to convince himself.

"Come on, don't stay in this crappy company. I really didn't want to care about you before, but look at you now. You've lost so much weight, and your daily work is mechanical and repetitive. This woman talks nicely, do you think she could give you a chance to leave? She's obviously talking nonsense!" I grabbed his hand.

Isn't this blatant exploitation?

"What can I do? I don't want to do this kind of hard work, but I can't sacrifice you, can I? I can't let a mentally independent woman like you go shoot a video???

A small person at the bottom wants to climb up, but you don't want to please the boss? ? I have nothing, but I also want to perform, I also want to be on camera, I also want a chance, how much humiliation have I suffered these days, 120 yuan a day? ? Not even overtime pay!

You can get 50,000 just by talking. There's nothing I can do. If you don't want to do it, I respect you.

Can you please respect me too?

People like me deserve to be a handyman, deserve to be exhausted every day, and deserve to intern in a company like this!"

As expected, Mu Mingxue exploded in hysterics.

Chapter 65: I am too anxious, am I not calm enough? (3/5)

"If it helps to be angry, then go ahead and be angry.

This is not a question of respect or not, nor is it a question of whether you deserve to live or not.

You always have to distinguish right from wrong and see the essence of things? ?

If you can get a good night's sleep by complaining about your own self-pity here, then go ahead and complain, I will definitely not care about you.

But it's useless. What have you learned from working this week?

You go back to your room and fall asleep. The day goes completely contrary to what you imagined.

Of course I can understand that the work is hard, but the problem is that you will never be able to get ahead.

You go out before 9 o'clock every day and come back at o'clock in the evening. Even your meals are disordered. Your body can hardly take it.

Do you want me to watch you being slaughtered like a fool? This kind of stupid company will not give you a path to advancement. It will just exploit your labor and make fun of you. "

I can clearly catch the missing points in Mu Mingxue's words.

"Please give my body back to me, Qin Huan, I beg you, please give my body back to me, I really can't stand it anymore, I can't stand it anymore, life like this is so hard.

You can make money no matter what you do, and everything goes smoothly. You can live a carefree and leisurely life, but I can't make money, and I can't do anything well... No one will want me except you.

You will definitely get tired of me one day. I can't tie you down. I have nothing in my hands. I will only make you feel like a burden. The words you said to me before, about kindness and morality, will soon become...

You see, I don’t have any feelings at all, you just feel indebted… There is nothing I can do with a bad mentality like me. My emotions are constantly changing, I can’t stand myself, and you must be unable to stand it either.”

Mu Mingxue began to doubt himself again. He began to think about what he had lost. He began to worry about gains and losses. He was very scared.

He couldn't help but worry about gains and losses. The current dilemma was an unsolvable deadlock. It was not just a matter of money. The path to realizing his dream was too narrow.

When our ancestors encountered unsolvable hardships in life, they would always burn incense and worship Buddha, put their hands together, and place their hopes on reincarnation and future events.

When Mu Mingxue couldn't solve the problem, all he could think of was his past self. His past self was like a god, worthy of his faith.

"If you have a way to switch our bodies back, you can try it. It's just a random accident that happened while we were sleeping. There is no pattern at all." I know his difficulties, but I also feel a little irritated that I shouldn't.

I don't want to listen to Mu Mingxue's useless words.

But how could he resist saying these complaints? He was already in so much pain, and I couldn't comfort him?

He lowered his head with a sad face.

The phone rang again, as if demanding death.

Mu Mingxue picked up the phone and spoke in a weak and reluctant voice, "Sister Lin..."

I have always been a carefree person who stays out of things, but I really can't stand the fact that he can't lose his temper in front of this so-called shitty Sister Lin. What kind of leader is this?

The most important thing is that I now have a certain chivalrous spirit, to put it bluntly, it is the sense of superiority brought about by self-confidence.

What I was thinking was, Mu Mingxue dared to yell at me, but she doesn’t dare to yell at Sister Lin?

There should be no illusions about this kind of leadership.

I pay him tens of thousands a month, and Sister Lin gives him 3000 a month, haha.

I really couldn't help it. Even though I didn't have my period, my blood boiled. Seeing my former self being oppressed and humiliated like this, and seeing Mu Mingxue's life being torn apart.