Wife Pursuit Order No. 1

Chapter 932 Without her, my life would be worse than death
"Ranran, I will support you in whatever you want to do in the future, and I won't stop you anymore, okay..."

'Xia Weiran' in his arms did not answer, in the silent night, there was a suffocating silence.

Finally, on the white pillow, a drop of crystal tears finally fell, and the face buried in the pillow could not see the heavy pain clearly;

Finally, under the slightly trembling shoulders, a weak and powerless voice came out slowly, the tone was very light, soft and slow, but the words were clear: "Xia Weiran, come back...as long as you come back, no matter what... ..."

In fact, Xia Weiran never thought of leaving Lu Qianchen

There are only some things, if you take a wrong step, you just pass by.

Looking back again, I realized that not everyone will wait for you at the same place after being wronged, disappointed and sad.

Isn't it just a woman, without her, can I still die?

Isn't it just a woman, without her, I can't die, but life is worse than death...

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Lu Qianchen tossed and turned on the bed for a long time, drank wine, thought of Xia Weiran, his heart ached for a long time, his head became more and more drowsy, and then fell asleep staring at the pillow , did not sleep very soundly, within an hour, had a lot of dreams, good and bad, all of them were Xia Weiran.

Like a slow motion replay, every detail was so clear that when he opened his eyes again, he was awakened by the throbbing heart in his dream.

Lu Qianchen turned over, picked up his phone and checked the time. It was two o'clock in the morning, but he couldn't fall asleep anyway, so he lay on the bed, smoking one cigarette after another.

Just after taking two sips, the phone on the table rang, it was so late, would you still send me a message?
Lu Qianchen's heart tensed suddenly, and he stared at the bright screen of the phone for a long time before picking up the phone tremblingly and unlocking it.

It turned out to be a messy mortgage...

His eyes suddenly became cold, and he threw the phone on the bed, then took a deep breath, and choked his throat, causing him to cough violently, still thinking about the text message in his mind, whether it was wrong, why? It will be a spam message, why is it not from Xia Weiran...

Thinking about it, he suddenly jumped out of the bed as if he realized something, changed into a suit indiscriminately, picked up the car keys, took undyed Feiyang and her bunny ears, and rushed out of the villa.

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Xia Weiran stayed up all night, and went to work early in the morning with swollen eyes.

Because it was introduced by her uncle, she found a job with a friend of her uncle's from the first day she returned to her hometown.

Do marketing in a catering club.

Marketing Marketing is how to catch customers and make them willingly continue to spend in the store, especially in this kind of high-end catering club, where a meal may cost tens of thousands of dollars.

Therefore, in addition to the taste and characteristics of the dishes in the club itself, marketing eloquence and communication skills are also very important.

Xia Weiran has seen marketing in the clubs under Kuestyle, which is to take good care of every guest, take opinions, distribute business cards, and toast in private rooms when necessary.

A basic salary of [-] per month plus an [-]% commission is still a good income.

At first, she was unwilling to do these things, but when she thought of transferring Yueyue to another school, she would have to pay for her mother's medical expenses and her aunt's living expenses in the future. Faced with these burdens of life, Xia Weiran still chose to accept the reality .

(End of this chapter)