The local tyrant president is not easy to mess with

Chapter 9
Ran Zijin went back to school dejectedly, and there was no one in the dormitory.

The senior is graduating soon, one roommate has passed the public entrance examination and went home to wait for the notice of work, one has been admitted to graduate school and is already happily traveling, and the other who does not need to find a job is working as a princess at home, so there is only Ran Zijin Still living in the dormitory.

In fact, Ran Zijin also wanted to take the postgraduate entrance examination, but she had no money to pay the tuition.

Money is a sensitive thing in Ran Zijin's life.

It was precisely because she had no money that the public exams she took, even if she passed the written exams, all failed in the end.

She had no choice but to send her resume everywhere, and only such a small company gave her a chance to be an intern first.

Ran Zijin washed his face, his eyes were red and swollen from crying, and his complexion was very bad.

She cherishes this job opportunity so much, and now she has lost her wife and soldier, her job is gone, and her first night is gone!

Thinking of this, Ran Zijin couldn't help crying again.

I used to think that her first kiss and first night must belong to Qiao Zheqing, and that first kiss would be full of shy expectation and romance, and then she would give her all to Qiao Zheqing...

But, now... Ran Zijin shook the water glass in his hand, not knowing who to hate...

The phone rang in the bag, Ran Zijin looked at the caller ID, it was from his best friend Hu Die.

Hu Die is the roommate who doesn't have to look for a job and is a princess at home.

"Zijin, do you want to go shopping tomorrow?"

When the phone was connected, before Ran Zijin could speak, Hu Die over there got straight to the point.

"Tomorrow? I'll check the timetable." Ran Zijin flipped through his notebook while talking, and it happened that he had some time tomorrow afternoon, "Yes. Then I just brought you the translated materials."

In order to earn more money, Ran Zijin has been doing various part-time jobs, and translation is one of them.

And Hu Die always helps her find various part-time jobs, but the most is translation, because she says this job is simple and safe.

"Zijin, are you sick?" Hu Die, who was always carefree, realized that Ran Zijin's voice was not quite right.

"No." Ran Zijin closed the notebook, rubbed his forehead, "Hu Die, let's not talk, I'll take a shower, and then translate the materials."

"Well, good. Let's take a rest!" Hu Die urged, and then added, "I will meet you at 'Maggie's Gift' tomorrow."

"Okay." Even though Ran Zijin is lacking in interest now, and has not recovered from the loss of her first night and the company's bankruptcy, she cannot refuse the invitation of her best friend.

She didn't want Hu Die to know what she had been through, not because she was afraid that Hu Die would dislike her, she knew that Hu Die was not that kind of person, she just didn't want her friends to worry about herself.

Ran Zijin went into the bathroom with a change of clothes in her arms. She needed to take a shower before she could think clearly about what had happened in the past two days.

The water column hit her smooth and tender skin, and formed a small stream at the collarbone, quickly flowed through the lower abdomen, and flowed down the straight thin legs.

(End of this chapter)