Secret Lovers of Senior Officials: Alipay for Marriage

Yan Xixi concentrated on eating without paying attention.

However, when she raised her head, she saw that the woman reached out and poured the two plates of rice noodles together, and then put the unfinished snack on the tray.

She thought, is this the sister-in-law who collects the table?However, the sisters-in-law uniforms are uniform.This woman is in casual clothes, not a waiter.

Moreover, the woman has been sitting.

The sister-in-law who collects things will not sit and collect them.

She was very surprised, so she pretended to glance at it casually, but saw that the woman was cleanly dressed, her hair was neat, and there was a half-smile on her face, but she couldn't hide her nervousness and embarrassment, as if she had to pretend It's natural, but it's not natural at all.

Yan carefully buried her head in her meal.

At this moment, the woman looked around, picked up the plate and left.

Yan Xixi couldn't help following her back, but saw her walk a certain distance, and came to sit behind a pillar - separated by seven or eight tables, Yan Xixi could clearly see: Oh my God, that woman actually started to gulp. Stuttered these things.

This is the legendary: high-level sweepers?

She was so shocked.

I have only read reports in newspapers and magazines, saying that many small white-collar workers in Beijing and Shanghai often go to food stalls to eat leftovers from other people's meals-but it is still very shocking to witness it with my own eyes.

Is it because of poverty?Not poor, who would do this?

Don't mention to me that thrift is a virtue—how do you know that people don't have infectious diseases when you eat leftovers from strangers?Ordinary people, who would do this?

She was in a daze, and ate all the kimchi pot she had paid for—not because she was afraid that people would come to pick up the leftovers, but because she was afraid of becoming a "family of picking up leftovers".

Damn money - how important it is.

Just then, the phone screen lit up.

She picked it up and took a look, and the "big guy who picked his feet" made another joke.

"I kept saying that I was going to fight tigers, and everyone waited and waited. Finally, just after the Spring Festival, the masters of the six doors went straight to Dongguan, and more than [-] girls were out of business and waiting for work. Everyone was puzzled. They said they were going to fight tigers, but how could they be shot?" Is it? An old monk said leisurely: Good, good, I said it long ago, women are tigers. Everyone suddenly realized... "

She didn't smile.

Because, then WeChat came again: "Miss, the university application has already started, I will find someone to contact. But there will be an exam in a few months, no one can help you with this. You have to fight yourself and improve yourself as soon as possible I'm also under a lot of pressure, otherwise, if you don't deserve me, don't blame me for not wanting you."

"Miss, don't hesitate anymore. If you have to hesitate, you are a pig. Think about it for yourself, even if you are ungrateful and don't want to marry me in the future, you can still be considered a Harvard student. Bragging has capital ,Right?"

"You can also cross the river and tear down the bridge... Anyway, you are not bad at this. Back then, I kindly let you finish college, didn't you kick me immediately?"

"Don't buy that shop anymore, you have to hurry up and study."

"Go ahead, liars also need to improve their quality these days. Otherwise, your business will always be in the same place. It's boring."

She didn't retort like she used to.

What a no-nonsense act—how many grass roots dream of a moment.

Even if the revolution still needs the funding of the rich.

Suddenly realized: Without Wang Donglin, I really can't imagine what it would be like in my life.Will it always be miserable?