Mr. He's heart beats the world with his beauty

Chapter 134 Will Not Forgive Anyone

In the morning, she went to several magazines.

Passed without exception.

Several families were very happy to see her resume, but when they learned that she was Song Lan, they immediately expelled her like a broom star.

Song Lan roughly understood what was going on, so she stopped being persistent and turned around and went to a bakery to apply for a job.

"I don't think your resume looks like you're in our line of business. Let me tell you first, we have food and housing included, and a monthly salary of 4k. Are you sure you can do it?"

The manager of the bakery looked suspiciously at Song Lan's beautiful face, and her slender fingers without calluses.

Song Lan nodded: "I can do well, don't worry."

The store manager scratched his chin, thinking that Song Lan was so beautiful, maybe he could increase the number of customers, so he agreed.

"Then you come to work tomorrow. At 06:30 in the morning, 1 yuan will be deducted for one minute late."

"Understood, manager."

Song Lan has no choice, large and small companies that can be named will not want her, she can only come to do odd jobs.

At six o'clock the next morning, Song Lan arrived at the bakery on time, stood in the cold wind and silently cleaned the outside of the bakery.

When the store manager came, he saw her working alone for so long, and his impression of her changed greatly: "It seems that you are also a hard-working person, so work hard from now on, and you will get a commission every month. A raise is not out of the question."

Song Lan nodded numbly, took a few mouthfuls of cold hard rusks from last night, then changed into work clothes and started to work.

She doesn't go anywhere else every day. She works in the bakery, and after get off work, she goes to the nursing home to stay until late at night before returning home.

One day He Chaozhi was attending a dinner party, and the city parked off-road at an intersection waiting for a red light with the windows half open.

The man casually glanced twice, and when his eyes touched the thin figure in front of the bakery door, he couldn't move away.

In winter, it was snowing lightly, and Song Lan was wearing a thin sweater and apron, standing at the door of the store and handing out leaflets to passers-by.

There is a layer of snow on the frozen eyelashes, but the tip of the nose is still red, smiling at the customer: "Come to our store to buy bread, customers, the store has a big sale recently, 100% off for purchases of 20."

A passer-by took her leaflet, looked at it twice, threw it on the ground, and stepped on it.

The light is green and the driver is ready to start the car.

He Zhaozhi pressed his shoulder.

"Go there."

He Zhaozhi pointed to the bakery not far away.

The driver didn't understand what he was thinking, so he looked at Zhou Qu. Zhou Qu glanced at Song Lan outside the bakery, and he understood, and persuaded him, "Young Master He, the dinner will be late in half an hour..."

"I'll go as soon as I let you go, what's the point?"

The driver silently parked the car at the alley at the back door of the bakery, which happened to be a place where Song Lan couldn't see.

He Zhaozhi leaned his elbows on the car window, watched the woman's back, and lit a cigarette.

Smoke curled up, and the first winter snow was blown into the car a little by the cold wind, which wet the man's expensive suit.

nursing home.

Song Zi had just sent away a patient when she saw a colleague walk in: "Song Zi, there is a woman outside who says she is your brother's old friend and wants to see your brother."

"My brother's friend?" Song Zi was surprised, "My brother has been in a coma for more than ten years, how can there be any old friends."

She walked out of the department in confusion, and saw Jiang Yurong in a pure white coat in the corridor, embarrassed.

Song Zi's face darkened, she put her hands into the pockets of her white coat, and walked forward coldly: "Jiang Yurong, do you still have the guts to come?"

Jiang Yurong turned around and looked at Song Zi awkwardly: "Song Zi, long time no see. I heard that he lives in this nursing home...I want to go in and see him, is that okay?"

I haven't seen her for more than ten years, but the woman in front of me is still beautiful and attractive, and her charm still exists, but she is a little more sad than before.

Song Zi tightly clenched her hands in her pockets, jealousy burst out: "You are the only one who dares to visit my brother, you are not afraid to piss me off! Get out, if you dare to come over, next time, I'll beat you out!"

Jiang Yurong took two steps back, her pale face was extremely haggard: "Song Zi, I just want to see him, I have no other intentions, can you be accommodating, just one side, one side is fine..."

"Get out, get out now. I have been pampered by the He family for more than ten years. I feel that everyone has to accommodate you and make way for you, right? Do you think you are worthy? You owe the Song family all your life. You have no face at all." Come see my brother!"

Song Zi saw a broom in the corner, grabbed it and beat Jiang Yurong.

Jiang Yurong screamed again and again after being beaten by her, so she had to leave hastily under the protection of bodyguards.

Song Zi put down the broom, gasped and looked at the woman's embarrassed back, sneered and spat on the ground.

"Bitch, I have made you comfortable for more than ten years in vain, and it's time for you to pay it back!"

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After working in the bakery for a month, Song Lan got her first salary.

Holding a stack of thick banknotes, Song Lan was stunned: "The store manager, didn't you agree to pay four thousand, why did you pay me two thousand more?"

The store manager smiled and said: "I have also noticed your performance this month, and since you came, the number of customers in the store has obviously increased a lot, the two thousand is your bonus, work hard, I will give you so much back next month."

"Thank you, store manager!" Song Lan breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly thanked the store manager for his generosity.

She put her wages into her wallet, changed her clothes, and was about to leave work when she suddenly received a call from Song Zi.

"Song Lan, it's time for the nursing home to pay the fee. Come to the nursing home."

Song Zi's voice was cold to the bone, and she no longer cared about her as much as before.

"I know aunt, I'll come right away."

Song Lan hurried to the nursing home in the heavy snow, and hurriedly filled all the [-] salary she had just received into the medical card.

A middle-aged female doctor came over, looked at Song Lan's sharply reduced consultation fee, and said meaningfully: "Song Lan, your father's monthly consultation fee starts at [-] yuan, and your little money... is far away. not enough."

Song Lan knew her and knew that she was Song Zi's colleague, surnamed Zhang.

She hurriedly said: "Aunt Zhang, don't worry, give me a few more days, and I will definitely find a way to get money."

She looked around, but Song Zi, who always appeared in person in the past, did not come.

"Aunt Zhang, where's my aunt?"

"Your aunt has her own affairs to attend to." Dr. Zhang said cryptically, "Song Lan, for your father and you, your aunt has spent half her life before she was married and had children. You can't do it anymore. Your aunt is being dragged down, and her salary is not much, so she can no longer help your father pay the bills."

Song Lan was stunned for a moment, knowing that she had misunderstood herself, and said with a wry smile: "Aunt Zhang, I'm not so heartless, I just asked casually, I will pay for my father's consultation fee by myself."

"That's good." Dr. Zhang twitched the corners of his mouth, "But you have to hurry up, if you can't renew the fee on the tenth of this month, the nursing home will have to kick your father out. After all, we are a nursing home, right? Charity welfare homes have their own difficulties, you understand..."

(End of this chapter)