struggle in a small town

Chapter 378 The female anchor cried when asked by netizens

Zhang Xuejiao hesitated for two days, but called Qi Yun to remind her.

Unexpectedly, Qi Yun said that she knew it in her heart, but her husband just liked to strike up conversations, and he didn't do anything more outrageous.

The difference between people is too great.

If this happened to Lin Zhiyuan, Zhang Xuejiao didn't dare to imagine what would happen to her at all, she probably wanted to castrate him.

Take precautions!

This incident was like a thorn in Zhang Xuejiao's heart, and she would prick her from time to time.

When she was sleeping, she tossed and turned, and Lin Zhiyuan couldn't fall asleep because of her, so he directly pressed one leg: "You can't sleep?"

"Ah."

"Worried about money?"

Can't say no.

Zhang Xuejiao arched into his arms: "Honey, have you read the budget book too?"

"See." Lin Zhiyuan was more optimistic than her: "The budget must be too much, but in practice, it probably won't be that much."

This is true.

"When we pay the money, we must arrange for our own people to manage the accounts. Don't worry too much about this."

Since Lin Zhiyuan said there was no problem, Zhang Xuejiao must believe him.

The problem is, even if she can't spend 2000 million, she has no money in hand.

Lin Zhiyuan seemed to have heard her voice, turned over, and touched her face in the dark: "Don't worry about it, I'll take care of it all."

Zhang Xuejiao felt that his breath was getting closer and closer, and just about to go up, Xixi cried out.

Lin Zhiyuan quickly turned on the desk lamp, and the two saw Xixi sitting on the small bed, crying with her eyes closed.

Zhang Xuejiao carried her out resignedly, patted her lightly to coax her, and lifted her clothes at the same time.

Lin Zhiyuan touched the diaper, it was still a thin layer, he probably hadn't urinated before, and probably had a nightmare again.

Feeling her mother's breath and body temperature, Xixi quickly calmed down and fell asleep after eating.

Zhang Xuejiao gently put her back on the crib, feeling very puzzled: "She has woken up quite a lot recently, what stimulated her?"

The two of them thought about it carefully and came to a conclusion: Xixi became like this after the new childcare wife came.

The problem is, the childcare sister-in-law only needs to go from [-]:[-] noon to [-]:[-] pm every day, which is only five hours in total. How much impact will it have on Xixi?
Moreover, Xixi would go to the playground for an hour or two every day, and spend even less time alone.

Without investigation, there is no right to speak. The next day, Lin Zhiyuan called up the monitoring of the children's playground and found that Xixi did come to play every day. The childcare wife followed at first, and then she would find a corner to sit down and play with her mobile phone. She didn't care about Xixi at all. what are you playing.

There were times when Xixi was bullied by the older children, sitting on the ground and crying loudly, the childcare sister-in-law didn't even look at her, let alone ask questions or coax her.

What annoyed Lin Zhiyuan the most was that the four or five people working in the playground had clearly seen each of them, but no one had mentioned a word.

Lin Zhiyuan asked himself that he treated his employees well, that his salary, treatment, and career paths were all much higher than the city's baseline, but he never thought that the employees would treat their children like this.

Yes, I didn't pay my employees to see Xixi, but right under my nose, even a phone call would be better than turning a blind eye.

Lin Zhiyuan didn't dare to show Xiaoxue the surveillance video, for fear that she would run away.

The childcare wife was fired that day, and she was invited here to take care of Xixi, not to let her play with her mobile phone.

Zhang Xuejiao is not stupid, she understood after contacting each other before and after, and angrily scolded herself for being incompetent, and would be with Xixi tomorrow and night, but she didn't see that something was wrong with Xixi.

Fortunately, it hasn't been long, and Xixi is young, so if she guides her well, she shouldn't leave a deep impression on her.

She discussed it with Lin Zhiyuan, and she will not ask outsiders to take care of her in the future.

Whichever of the two is free, whoever takes Xixi to play in the afternoon, take responsibility, and can no longer ignore Xixi's emotional needs and companionship needs.

Zhang Xuejiao opened a special sale for women's products, and many items that had not been sold before appeared here.

Such as underwear, sanitary napkins and the like.

There are those who look at the products sincerely, and those who have nothing to do to watch the excitement.

When selling underwear, many bullet screens shouted for Zhang Xuejiao to try it on.

Zhang Xuejiao treated it as if she hadn't seen it, and introduced herself: "Sisters with D cups and above can try this one. It has five breasts and is guaranteed to be firm and will not come off. The shoulder straps are wide enough and there is no pressure."

As she spoke, she turned the plastic model around and put a short sleeve on the model: "No rims, ultra-thin, big breasts look small"

After introducing the underwear, she went down to rest and asked Simon to touch up her makeup.

Yu Shuangshuang came over and said, "Sister Jiao, the sales of underwear are not satisfactory."

"Normal." Zhang Xuejiao closed her eyes and let Simon smack her face: "Most women are under C cups. Companies like this that specialize in underwear with large cups have a limited audience and low sales."

"Miss Jiao."

Obedient and listening, Zhang Xuejiao probably guessed her thoughts: "I refuse! I am selling things, not lust."

Back on stage, it's time to sell sanitary napkins.

Zhang Xuejiao picked up a bag and opened it, facing the camera: "Sisters, are you familiar with this thing? You have to use it every month, and everyone can't do without it. This one is made in China. I tried it for two times last week. Bag. The size is enough for night use, the oversized fan-shaped tail, light and breathable, absorbs quickly, and can be rolled on the bed as you like."

There was a barrage of bullets: Do you have sanitary napkins that are 2 meters by 2 meters 3?

Zhang Xuejiao was stunned by the question.

The barrage exploded: Are you talking about mattresses?
Can your sanitary napkin be fried?
Can you make tea with this sanitary napkin?
Can your sanitary napkins be installed at your door?
Is side leakage responsible for maintenance?Are you recycling at a high price when you run out?
Wave after wave, Zhang Xuejiao showed a speechless expression: "You guys have big brains."

Yu Shuangshuang came over in a hurry, holding a small whiteboard in her hand, which read: The manufacturer said that they have 2 meters by 2 meters 3 urine pads, which are made of the same material as sanitary napkins.

Zhang Xuejiao nodded. Just as she was about to speak, the sanitary napkin in her hand fell to the ground. She quickly bent down to pick it up. Unexpectedly, Yu Shuangshuang went to pick it up too. In order to avoid it, she bumped her head against the corner of the table, and she jumped on the spot in pain. There were tears.

The audience could only hear her hissing and breathing, but couldn't see her figure, and they all sent barrages: Where's the anchor?Not selling anymore?
Zhang Xuejiao stood up clutching her forehead, grinning her teeth in pain: "I'm sorry everyone, I hit my head, it hurts so much."

Originally, she was under a lot of pressure recently, and her head really hurt, she couldn't hold it back, tears fell down, and she was still apologizing: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I will be fine soon."

Screenshots of screenshots, reposts of reposts, Zhang Xuejiao was sent to the hot search by enthusiastic netizens again: Well-known female anchors were asked to cry by netizens!
Zhang Xuejiao sat in front of Simon, letting him deal with the red envelope on his forehead, the painful tears could not stop streaming down.

Simon lightly helped her apply a layer of concealer, trying to cover the red envelope as much as possible so as not to affect the overall makeup.

After tidying up, Zhang Xuejiao went back to bring the goods, and found that many people were asking her what mascara and eyeliner she used. She cried so much just now that she didn't even put on any makeup.

Zhang Xuejiao said truthfully: "I really don't know, it's all the stuff of the stylist."

(End of this chapter)