Dr. Chung’s 90s

Song Meiting was quite happy at first, but when it came to work, she became a little depressed.

"I originally planned to find a job during the summer vacation. I didn't dare to hope for a public school. I went to all the private schools in the city. They were either small in scale, poor in running conditions, and low in salary. One person worked as two teachers. It’s for personal use, or it’s an international school with extremely high academic requirements, and I’m not even qualified for an interview.”

Zhong Yu frowned and said: "You have an establishment in Haishi. When you came to join the army, didn't you think of transferring your working relationship?"

Song Meiting no longer has such sweet dreams, she smiled bitterly and said:

"Shijie's level is too low, and such an inter-provincial transfer is too difficult. He is simply not capable of it."

Tan Shijie bowed his head to drink water in embarrassment, admitting his lack of ability in front of his wife and family, which was somewhat embarrassing.

Song Congchun said unceremoniously: "He doesn't have the ability to arrange work for you, but you still come here without any hesitation. If he kicks you out in the future, you will lose both your life and money. This is too risky."

How could Tan Shijie be willing to take such an unfounded blame? He said helplessly:

"I got married to live a good life. How could I get divorced casually? This is not playing house."

Song Congchun rubbed his nose and said deliberately:

"It's impossible to say. People's hearts are complicated and anything can happen. Only holding it in your own hands is the most reliable."

Song Meiting agreed with what he said, but now that she had come to this point, there was no turning back whether she wanted to or not.

She tucked her loose hair behind her ears and said in a lost voice:

"I'm not willing to quit my job in Haishi. I took a leave of absence. I can take it for a year at most. If I can't find a proper way to deal with it later, I have no choice but to lose my job."

Zhong Yu took the tea handed over by Ji Xueli, took a sip, looked up at Tan Shijie, and asked lightly:

"If you are a non-commissioned officer, you probably won't be able to stay in the army forever. What are your plans after you retire?"

The Tan family is no longer what it used to be. He smiled bitterly and said:

"I want to stay in Guangzhou. I have lived here for a long time and am used to the climate here. It is unlikely that I will return to Hai City for development."

Zhong Yu said in confusion: "As far as I know, non-commissioned officers like you can be assigned jobs after retirement. Are you sure you will be assigned to a unit in Guangzhou?"

He might have had some confidence before, but now he doesn't dare to boast about Haikou. He is not sure:

"I should be able to stay. Even if it's a government agency, there are still small and inconspicuous positions. There must be a place for me."

Ji Xueli saw that Zhong Yu's cup was empty, so he filled it up for her thoughtfully, and said in a low voice:

"With your salary alone, I'm afraid it will be difficult to live here."

Who says it's not the case? They don't have children yet. If they have children in the future, the pressure in life will be even greater. Of course, Tan Shijie also hopes that Song Meiting can have a stable job, but he ran around a lot without saying anything right. When he didn't get it, he had no choice but to rest his mind.

Song Congchun said helplessly: "Are you just going to be a teacher? Isn't it okay to open a shop and start a business like my mother?"

Song Meiting shook her head. She was not afraid of embarrassment and said truthfully:

“I don’t have that much capital, and I don’t know any other skills, how can I do business?”

Song Congchun's eyes were full of disgust, and he complained unceremoniously:

"I think you should just go out and beg for food. You can't do anything, and you won't have any leftovers!"

Song Meiting slapped him unhappily and laughed at herself:

"If I had the ability, I would be a doctor like A Yu. Do you think anyone is as good as her?"

In Song Congchun's mind, Zhong Yu's status was unique. He glanced at her sideways and said, "You are somewhat self-aware."

He looked at Ji Xuelia again and said shamelessly:

"Brother-in-law, do you have any connections? She is too stupid. After all, she is related to me by blood. I am afraid that she will come to my door to beg for food in the future. Please help her if it is convenient for you."

Although Song Meiting was humiliated by him, she looked at Ji Xueli expectantly. She was not stupid. She had already heard that Ji Xueli was not simple. If he was willing to help, it would definitely not be a problem.

Ji Xueli was not in a hurry to answer. He looked at Zhong Yu and silently asked her what she meant. While the waiter was serving the dishes, she wrote lightly:

"If you can, just help her move it around. Think of it as repaying her with today's meal."

Song Meiting said embarrassedly: "How can my meal be so valuable? If Dean Ji finds it difficult, forget it."

For Ji Xueli, this was just a matter of making a phone call. He said calmly:

"It's no trouble. You go back and prepare your resume first, and then tell me which school you want to transfer to. I'll take care of the rest."

Song Meiting didn't expect that she would actually be hit by the pie. She really just wanted to get together with them during this meal. Who would have expected that such a good thing would happen.

She didn't dare to take the porcelain job without diamonds. She didn't dare to touch those prestigious schools in the city. She said with a sincere face:

"I don't have high requirements. I just want to find a school closer to the military area."

Ji Xueli understood it clearly, "Leave your phone number later and I will contact you if anything happens."

Tan Shijie had heard rumors about Ji Xueli in the army. If Zhong Yu married him, it would be regarded as marrying into a powerful family. He did not expect that their family would also benefit from this. If he and Song Meiting were both working, their lives would definitely be stress-free. .

He stood up, poured a glass of wine, and said politely: "Thank you, Dean Ji, for your help. I'll do it first as a courtesy!"

He drank very generously, and Ji Xueli apologized: "I have to drive later, so I'll have tea instead of a bar."

When Song Congchun saw that they had finished their courtesy, he greeted them with chopsticks: "Let's eat first. The food won't taste good when it's cold."

This meal was regarded as a feast for the host and guest. It was the first time that Zhong Yu and Song Meiting sat down to eat together in such harmony. When the meal was over, Song Meiting and his wife saw them off.

As she watched the car drive away, the joy on Song Meiting's face was evident, and she said with a smile:

"This is really great. I didn't expect that one meal would solve my work problem. I used to always dislike A'yu, but in the end I relied on her to help me."

Thinking about it from another person's perspective, if she was the one who gained the upper hand today, she might not be willing to help him. Tan Shijie had seen how powerful Zhong Yu was, and now with Ji Xueli's blessing, he didn't dare to provoke him even more, and said with a faint smile:

"If you have anything to eat in the future, remember to give them a piece of food. Relationships are born out of love, and only through constant contact can they last forever. Not to mention... I might have to trouble them with my discharged work assignment."

Song Meiting is no longer the love-minded person she used to be. She pretends to be innocent and says:

"I'm sure my family will make arrangements for you, so why bother A Yu and the others?"

After all, Zhong Yu is her natal family, and Song Meiting is not happy to use her natal family's resources to support Tan Shijie to rise to power. Who knows if he will turn his back on her?

She is very clear-headed now. The relationship between Congchun and Zhong Yu cannot be alienated, but their human resources can only be used for her and their future children.

Tan Shijie's face was a little stiff, and he said weakly:

"After all, we don't have much contact with my family, and they are not as good as before. It's not reliable to rely entirely on them. Fortunately, I have married a good wife. When your job is stable, I can also transfer my household registration here. I choose a position based on my spouse’s registered residence, and if Yuki’s family members help me, I might get a better position.”

Song Meiting did not answer his words and frowned:

"A'yu hasn't married Ji Xueli yet. It will be two or three years until you are discharged from the army. Nothing will happen for sure by then. I can't embarrass A'yu."

What she said makes sense. After all, the plan has not changed much, and no one can predict what will happen in the future. Tan Shijie sighed, put his arm around her shoulders and said, "Just take it one step at a time. Now that you can solve your work problems, it's already considered a success." Lucky for you."

Song Meiting thought the same way. The gap between her and Zhong Yu was too big and she could no longer afford jealousy and comparison. Song Meiting was grateful that she could lend a helping hand to her. The young couple here returned with a full load, and Song Congchun got on the car and said to Ji Xueli embarrassedly:

"Brother-in-law, I made my own decisions today and caused trouble for you. I'm really sorry!"

Song Congchun knew that it was inappropriate for him to say such words in such an occasion. It was true that he wanted to help Song Meiting, but it was also true that he did not dare to face Zhong Yu.

Before Ji Xueli could say anything, Zhong Yu sneered and said in a cool tone:

"As expected, my sister from the same mother does not have a sister from the same father. If you dare to risk offending me by doing this, you don't trust me at all, right?"

Song Congchun shook his head quickly and said in a heavy tone: "In my mind, you are naturally more important. I did this for my father's sake, and I also wanted to save myself some trouble in the future. Are we related by blood? , you can’t watch her begging for food.”

Zhong Yu looked out the window and ignored him. Song Congchun was a little disappointed and could only help Ji Xueli eagerly.

Ji Xueli smiled and said to Zhong Yu: "Don't scare him, he is almost crying."

Zhong Yu rolled his eyes and said angrily: "Stop being so worthless. Just because your brother-in-law doesn't care about you doesn't mean you did nothing wrong. Even if he can accomplish this, he still owes you a favor. He needs to pay it back, and you are undoubtedly adding to his troubles."

Song Congchun had deeply realized his mistake, and he said seriously:

"Brother-in-law, I was wrong. I hope you won't be angry and forgive me this time."

Ji Xueli chuckled and said, "Let it pass. Next time if you have anything to do, ask your sister for her opinion first."

Song Congchun nodded in agreement without hesitation. Zhong Yu was not unhappy about this matter. He just felt that the way he handled things was inappropriate. Now he could ask Ji Xueli to help him a little, but in the future he might be more daring and do even more extreme things to him. , this is something Zhong Yu will never allow.

Not to mention that she and Ji Xueli were not married yet, even if they got married and started a family, it would still be centered on her own family.

Song Congchun was originally very excited to visit Ji Xueli's big house, but he was a little tired because of this episode. When he arrived at Ji Xueli's home, after getting out of the car, Ji Xueli put his arm around the young man's shoulders and generously introduced the layout of his home to him.

The young man's mood came and went quickly. After walking around the house, Song Congchun happily returned to his good mood.

He chose a room to sleep in at night. After he settled down, Zhong Yu went back to the room with Ji Xueli. Now it was time for the two of them to talk privately.

Zhong Yu went to take a shower first. When she came out, Ji Xueli consciously stepped forward to dry her hair. The buzzing of the hair dryer made people drowsy.

Seeing her eyes closed, Ji Xueli dried her hair, put away the hair dryer and asked in a low voice:

"Are you still not happy?"

Zhong Yu opened his eyes, showed his true emotions in front of him, and said calmly:

"I'm not unhappy, I just don't want them to take advantage of you."

When Ji Xueli heard these words, he felt physically and mentally comfortable. He stroked her long hair lovingly and said softly:

"This little thing is insignificant to me. Song Meiting is not hopeless. Pulling her out may not be a bad thing."

Zhong Yu recalled her behavior when dealing with Song Meiting, and it was indeed more pleasing to the eye than before.

"She has made progress after getting married. She has gained wisdom every time she learned. It's not too late to wake up now, but Tan Shijie seems a little hard to explain."

Ji Xueli always pays more attention to people who are related to Zhong Yu. He also found out Tan Shijie's background and said warmly:

"The reason why he is siding with Song Meiting is probably because the power of the Tan family in the capital has been weakened and is not what it used to be. It will be almost impossible for him, a side branch with little potential, to get a position of real power in a few years."

Zhong Yu suddenly realized that even though she was an elite in the industry, she still had no access to information from the upper-level power centers. It was too difficult to break down barriers across classes.

"No wonder he would surrender to Song Meiting in disguise. He must know that the Ji family is not weak. This is the last person who has achieved the goal of ascending to heaven."

Ji Xueli treats Zhong Yu as his wife and has nothing to hide from her. Some things about the Ji family will also be revealed. He said calmly:

"Tan Shijie is incompetent and cares too much. If he rises to power, I'm afraid Song Meiting may not have a good life."

Zhong Yu quite agreed with this. She adjusted her posture with a pillow and said in a low voice:

"Song Meiting's work problem has been solved. From now on, don't interfere with their family affairs. I don't have any problem if Congchun is willing to take care of her in the future, as long as it doesn't involve you."

Ji Xueli smiled softly, leaned into her ear and said, "Are you eager to protect your husband? Don't worry! I won't suffer."

Zhong Yu pushed him, turned over and ignored him. Ji Xueli couldn't bear to be separated from her after a few days, and he persisted in her obsession...

The next day they went to work as usual, and Song Congchun took care of himself at home.

When he arrived at the hospital, Zhong Yu, wearing a white coat, had just arrived at the outpatient hall when he was stopped by Dean Luo's wife.

"Ayu~ have you come to work?"

Zhong Yu hadn't seen her for a long time and said with a smile: "Why is Aunt Cen free to come to the hospital today? Isn't the art troupe busy?"

Cen Xi didn't wear makeup today. Although she was wearing a mask, her face didn't look good. She said worriedly:

"How can I care about the cultural troupe? I'm here to see a doctor."

Zhong Yu was startled and looked around, "Why isn't Dean Luo with you? What makes you uncomfortable? I'll go and register for you."

Just as she was about to leave, Cen Xi smiled and held her back, "I've already registered. There's no need to look for other doctors, I can just look for you."

Zhong Yu lowered his head and saw her calling his number and wearing a mask. There must be something wrong with her face, so she quickly said:

"Then come into the consulting room with me. I'll see what's going on first."

Although Cen Xi is older, she loves beauty very much. They entered the consulting room, and as soon as the door closed, she took off the mask and said distressedly:

"Ayu~ Look at these scars on my face. I used to cover them with makeup. I put them on my face thickly every day. I really can't stand it anymore. Can this be cured?"

Zhong Yu put on the mask, came up to her to inspect it and said:

"Aunt Cen, you have full-face concave scars caused by acne vulgaris. It should be more than a year old."

Cen Xi nodded, "It has indeed been a year, can it still be cured?"

Zhong Yu smiled and said: "Don't worry, it can be cured. I can use full-face dermabrasion to treat your facial acne scars." (End of Chapter)