Deep Love: Young Master's Sweetheart

"Whether I waste it or not is my own private matter. It has nothing to do with my job." There were too many reasons why she didn't want to give up on her dreams. She just didn't know how to begin with.

"I'm sorry, the company has already decided. Please, Miss Nuan, seek a new position." Before she could argue, Mr. Ou got up and left.

After a moment of absent-mindedness, he finally lost his job. He was at a loss, but could only helplessly feel helpless.

She can still come often, can't she? Dreams did not accept a woman's ticket. Mr. Ou only said that he would dismiss her, but also did not announce that she could not enter Dreamscape. This was also good.

Go home.

She could only accept the harsh reality.

She called for a taxi. It was already late at night, so she really didn't dare to travel alone. Earlier, she hid in the dreamy VIP room to sleep until dawn before leaving. Not today, she lost her job.

When she returned to the attic, her palm was filled with the salary Mr. Ou had paid her. It was twice as much as usual, but she was not happy, only helpless.

He sat on a chair on the platform, cursing Young Master Ke in his heart eight hundred times. It was all because of him.

Forget it, let's just go to sleep. If we put in a day's worth of resume, we might get something tomorrow.

As long as a person worked hard, they would definitely get a reward. She had always believed in this.

He had only slept for five hours or so before he woke up. His mind was preoccupied and he could not sleep soundly.

He brushed his teeth, washed his face, hummed a song, and let life begin again.

All day long, Yinyin went to the Internet Cafe, read the newspaper, and then wandered around the streets. She didn't want to miss a single opportunity.

For a whole week, it was the same every day, but there was nothing to be gained from it.

The rose-red phone had rung, but every time she picked it up in excitement, she was always disappointed.

"Sorry, it's full."

"I'm very sorry, just submit your resume two days earlier."

"We need experienced people, not graduates of Ying Temple."

"My apologies, but our company refuses a lady."

What and what?

Not even giving her a chance to interview someone, what kind of world was this?

On Saturday, Yinyin picked up Weiwei and came home, but she was too lazy to talk to her, so she went downstairs to play with her grandfather. Since she couldn't find a job, Yinyin's heart was always restless and irritated.

He lay on the bed and thought about the reason. He couldn't think of anything wrong with it.

"Big sister, when will big brother come?"

"Don't mention him, he's annoying."

No, that's not right. Maybe it was him who sealed her path of wealth, and with a turn of his mind, he already understood eighty to ninety percent of it.

He had thought of a lot and got it.

On Monday, she changed her name and entered her resume.

Sure enough, there was a phone call and an interview.

Once, twice, thrice …

However, after meeting her face, they all revealed their reasons for not being able to hire her. They came out one after another without even thinking about it.

The bastard had completely thrown her out of work.

In the game of cat and mouse, she was a mouse, but she still lost.

If there was no job and he just sat there and ate nothing, that would be an extremely terrifying thing to do.

Or maybe she could call Young Master Ke. He must be in his office right now, waiting for her firecrackers to arrive.

Thinking like this, she was inferior to him. She didn't believe that she didn't even have the ability to support herself.

If she couldn't find a job in the office, she could go to the factory and work as a waitress in a restaurant. There were roads leading to Rome, and she could walk her own path.

Having thought things through, Yinyin got up from the bed and found a place to fill her stomach. Everything had to start from scratch.

After they got down from the attic and locked the door, they came face to face with Ah Xiang. "Are you here to see grandpa?"

"Yeah. I haven't been here for a few days. "

"Hur hur, how filial." Look at the soup in his hand. It must have just been made.

"Not a cooker. There's a shop on the next street, and it's very delicious, even better than my mom's. Which family does grandpa like the most? "

Hearing him speak, Yinyin became even hungrier. "Is that so? "I'll give it a try too." It was not pleasant to run out in big steps and sing "empty town plan" in your stomach.

Arriving at the street next door, she looked around and decided that the store that A Xiang mentioned was the "Red Fragrance Dining Hall".

It was because there was a large poster advertising the soup in front of the door. At the same time, almost everyone who was walking in and out of the restaurant held the soup in their hands.

When he walked in, he found that it was time for lunch. The restaurant was already packed. Many people were queuing up for their lunch.

Let's have a bowl of noodles, fast but it won't affect everyone's time.

He sat down at a small table and waited quietly.

There were no seats in the restaurant for a long time. Yinyin was sitting at a work table. Opposite her, a girl was wrapping dumplings with fragrant filling. It had to be delicious.

"Your business here is really good."

"Yeah, it's been like this all year round. It's never stopped."

She suddenly had a thought and asked anxiously, "Are we lacking manpower here?"

"It's missing. It's just that I often work overtime, so when I get here, I'll run. When I get there, I'll run again."

"The salary is not that high." It was a waiter, so it didn't matter even if she asked.

"Fifteen hundred, let's eat and sleep together."

"That's not bad." He couldn't help but be moved.

"Fourteen hours a day, no overtime."

"Oh, no wonder."

"However, the owner is a good person. He has four days of vacation every month. The other shops only have one day."

"Yeah, do you think I can do it?"

"Sure, I'll ask for you." "Wait a moment." The girl asked as soon as she heard the question, and in the blink of an eye she was already at the cashier's desk.

Not long later, he turned around, "Sure, just be a waiter and serve the dishes." Go to the main station and tell us more about it. "

"Thank you." Yinyin stood up and walked towards the cashier's desk. She was so happy that she forgot her face.

With just a few words, the deal was completed. No one knew her, and no one knew the headline. How nice.

Thus, the bowl of noodles was free of charge.

As she took office, her job was to make plates, bowls, bowls, and plates.

Occasionally, the head waiter would ask her to send some takeaway food. The head waiter said that she had a good temperament and that if people saw her, her business would definitely be better.

Yinyin never refused. She had even done this before, not to mention this takeout. She didn't mind. The most important thing was work and survival.

She had been busy for a week, fourteen hours a day, so busy that she had no time to think about anything else, and the rose-colored cell phone had been tucked under her bed.

Occasionally, when night fell, she would think of Young Master Ke, think of that headline, and would only laugh it off. She really wasn't Cinderella, although that kiss had moved her heart, but the flower had bloomed once, and all the beauty was gone. Reality was cruel, and from now on, only dishes and bowls were allowed in her dreams.