Chapter 59 You Are My Lucky God

On Tang Mingqiong's side, Qiao Jian was confident.

On the contrary, it was Yu Wanwan's matter that always disturbed him.

Intuition told Qiao Jianshen that the Ji family had no good intentions in introducing Yu Wanwan to work.

He was thinking about calling and asking if Yu Wanwan's news jumped in first.

"My interview should be over."

"Ok?"

"I didn't even meet the interviewer. They only asked me to fill out an information registration form, asked a few questions and then let me go."

"that is it?"

What kind of medicine is sold in Ji's gourd? Why is there so much thunder and little rain?

But it's a good thing that Yu Wanwan didn't pass the interview, it saved him the trouble of arranging.

He persuaded: "Don't rush to work, be patient and wait, there will always be opportunities."

"Well, you are my lucky god, I believe in you."

"God of luck?"

"Yes, since I married you, my luck has improved. What are you not my lucky god?"

"childish."

Qiao Jianshen ended the topic unilaterally, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

Neither of them knew that just as Yu Wanwan walked out of the interview company, the information form she filled out was sent to Ji's house.

Ji's father looked at the family relationship column on Yu Wanwan's information form: "An Lin?" The name was very strange. "Are you asking about the history?"

"I asked, and she said that her husband is a programmer, but she is very defensive, and she can't ask too many questions."

How could it be just an ordinary programmer who can influence the police station and casually put out hundreds of luxury cars in formation, Father Ji concluded: "She must not be telling the truth."

"Now we have got her address, and we can always find out by sending someone to stay for a few days."

"Well, she came for the interview, but she didn't find any clues."

"Don't worry, we are very careful. In order to prevent her from finding out that there is a professional mismatch, we have not arranged a formal interview. We will tell her in a few days that our company is temporarily closed."

"Got it, let's do it."

The man led the way and ran into Zhou Wanting who was about to walk in with a teacup at the door. Zhou Wanting stood aside and made way for her.

She didn't go in until the people left, and put the freshly brewed hot tea on Father Ji's desk.

"Dad, drink tea."

Father Ji didn't even lift his eyes, his gaze was still on the tablet in his hand.

"Let it go."

Zhou Wanting retracted the tray, hesitated at the desk and did not leave.

"Dad...I..."

Father Ji interrupted her impatiently: "I can't do anything about your father."

Zhou Wanting's face was red and white, extremely ugly.

"But……"

She only said a few words, and Ji's father became very impatient.

"It's not that I won't help you. Who told your dad to mess with the Jifeng Group. Don't talk about this city, look at the whole country. How many people can sue the Jifeng Group?" Ji's father changed the subject impatiently, "You and Shu What's going on with Yu? It's only been a few days since the marriage, and he hasn't even returned home?"

Not only did she have to watch her in-laws' faces carefully, but she would also be blamed for not being able to keep her husband.

But Zhou Wanting can't even get angry, she finally married into Ji's family, she has to hold back.

Just wait until the baby is born.

Zhou Wanting cheered up and replied: "Shu Yu is busy preparing for the election these days."

"You should also pay more attention to your husband's official career. Don't focus on your mother's family every day. For Shu Yu, you should also stay away from your father's lawsuit."

Father Ji's words were cold and realistic.

Zhou Wanting couldn't even utter a word of rebuttal.

"In two days, I will invite his judges to dinner, and you prepare presents."

Giving a gift means spending money.

This money is the bargaining chip for her to marry into Ji's family, and it was bought by her father in prison.

No matter how uncomfortable she felt, as long as she thought that she would be the wife of a diplomat in the future, she could endure it.

"Yes."

……

On the other side, Yu Wanwan was still on the bus going back.

She was not idle, so she took out her mobile phone to scan the recruitment information.

At this time, a text message jumped in.

Awei: "Little Yu'er, there is a competition tonight, and I need help, will you come?"

Ah Wei was acquainted when she was working part-time. He is an employee of a certain competition group. He often needs to organize various competitions and activities. Many activities are organized temporarily, so he often faces the situation of confirmation.

Yu Wanwan is smart at handling things, and she just needs to do the work now, without delaying her studies.

The two hit it off and became friends.

In the past, when faced with a job invitation, Yu Wanwan would definitely agree without even thinking about it.

But today, she flatly refused: "I'm not in a good mood, so I won't come."

"Five thousand a game."

Yu Wanwan had to admit that she was taken advantage of by the price.

She typed a quick reply. "Come!"

"Aren't you in a bad mood?"

"The price puts me in a good mood."

"As expected of you, money fan."

"Wait for me, I will be there in half an hour."

It only took Yu Wanwan 10 minutes to arrive at the scene.

Today is an underground car race, and the location is Dongqiu Mountain.

Dongqiu Mountain has many dangerous bends and is often shrouded in dense fog, which is very exciting to drive.

But racing drivers are all about thrills.

The more dangerous, the more charming.

Every racer has a lifelong goal of winning the championship in Winter Hill.

It's not the first time Yu Wanwan has come to help out at the Winter Hills Mountain Race, she is very familiar with this place.

She easily found Awei in the crowd.

Awei is short, slightly fat, with a baby face and canine teeth when he smiles. He looks like a young elementary school student at the age of 25, and he is very kind.

At this moment, he was directing people to move things. When he saw Yu Wanwan, he greeted her happily.

Yu Wanwan put down her bag and asked, "What do I need to do?"

On the one hand, she was so active because of money, and on the other hand, it was also because of her doubts.

In the past when encountering this kind of competition, she was mainly responsible for selling beer to the audience, and selling Awei's share to her, the most in one game, she could get one or two thousand at most.

Ah Wei handed her an action camera.

"I remember you can take pictures."

"Well, a little bit."

"This time our boss wants to do a live broadcast, and we need someone to take charge of the filming. I thought that the fat and water would not flow to outsiders, so I found you."

Yu Wanwan took the camera, feeling a little puzzled.

"Don't you have a professional photographer in your team?"

Awei replied to her hesitantly: "They have other arrangements."

She always felt that Ah Wei had a strange expression today.

Although she felt strange, but for Qian's sake, she didn't ask any more questions.

As soon as Yu Wanwan arrived, she caught up with the food distribution, and she also got a share.

When receiving the meal, she took advantage of the situation and asked, "Is today the evening show or the late evening show?"

The evening show means that it will end at ten o'clock. If it is late, the evening show may not be until one or two o'clock.

The employee in charge of serving meals replied to her: "It's late."

so late!
Yu Wanwan was very conflicted.

Do you want to report to An Lin?
If he didn't say it, he would be worried if he didn't see her when he went home.

If so, would he mind if she worked late?
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