Chapter 53

After work, Yi Qiao decided to go to royal one for a drink and chat with Muzi for a while.

Since the last time she called and told her that she saw Mo Beiting in the hospital, they haven't contacted each other. She has been busy these days, working overtime every day until more than 10 p.m.

Royal No.1.

Yi Qiao didn't see Muzi, asked a waiter to know, Muzi was fired.

"Why?"

Muzi has been working here for several years. She has been promoted to manager, and her boss appreciates her very much. She manages most of the things and seldom interferes. How can she be fired suddenly?

The waiter was also very aggrieved for Muzi, filled with righteous indignation, "we don't know what the order from the president himself might have offended some very important person. This is to make her unable to find a job in this field. Although there is no reason for dismissal, which company will want a fired employee. "

"When did you get fired?"

"It's been ten days."

Big man.

Yi Qiao thinks, in the brain disorderly fierce.

Ten days ago, she met Mo Beiting!

And then I was fired. Isn't that a coincidence.

"Thank you."

She went out and picked a quiet place to call Muzi. It took a while for her to answer. Muzi's voice was very relaxed, and she still teased her: "you still know how to call me. How many days have you ignored me?"

"Where are you?"

"Of course, I'm at work. What's that stupid question? Well, I'll be busy. If there are guests, I'll... "

"Where are you?"

Yi Qiao asked again, the tone was more serious and resolute than before.

Muzi froze for a few seconds, "do you know? I'm ok. I just change my mood. I work night shift every day, and my skin gets worse. It's hard to find a boyfriend in that place. When people listen to me, they all... "

Every time Muzi is in a bad mood, he likes to talk.

However, when he said that, there was no sound, only a low, depressed cry.

In the past ten days, she almost reviewed the hard days she had forgotten before. She couldn't find a job, had no money and was driven out by the landlord

At that time, she was just from school, young and full of fighting spirit.

Every time I was rejected, I went to the next one with my head high.

However, this time, she is only full of fatigue!

Muzi hung up.

At the last second, Yi Qiao heard the sound of radio urging her to check in and get on the bus.

……

When Yi Qiao found Muzi, it was almost dawn. She was curling up with two bags of luggage and sleeping on the plastic bench in the waiting room of the railway station, covered with a thin blanket.

She went over and pulled up the sleeping wood and sat down in her spare place.

Looking for a night, still wearing high-heeled shoes, now the foot is not their own pain.

"What did you say to Mo Beiting that day?"

When Muzi was pulled up, his mind was still sticky. I don't remember what I said to Mo Beiting.

"I didn't say anything. I didn't know that man was so mean, but it's good to have money. In a word, you see, I was forced to sleep at the station."

Mo Beiting's family is not just rich. There are many things in the world that money can't do. You have to have power!

Yi Qiao stood up, put the thin blanket into the bag, pulled up the pull rod of two large suitcases, "go."

"Where to?"

Seeing her fierce appearance, Muzi thought she was going to take her to seek justice from Mo Beiting, and quickly stopped her: "I'm really OK. Don't argue with Mo Beiting for me. You're still trying to make him fall in love with you. How can you love me when you break up? Love and kill each other. He's a man like Chen Baimo who holds him in his arms and occasionally takes pride in the white lotus. If you follow his example, you will surely be fascinated by him with your beauty. You can take revenge on me at that time. "

Yi Qiao

She straightened her face: "I want to take you to the hotel."

“……”

Originally, it's not to help her revenge.

Muzi said with a smile, "I think it's very good here. What kind of hotel should I stay in? When I find a job, I'll pack food and shelter."

Yi Qiao still wants to give Lu Jia Qian, her economy is not well-off, otherwise won't come to work before royal one.

According to the consumption level of Linjiang City, a hotel costs three or four hundred and one nights.

Yiqiao will send Muzi to a hotel with similar environment and sanitation, and then drive back!

Mo Beiting is at home.

The car keys and shoes are here.

Yi Qiao stood in front of the bedroom and tightened her hand before she opened the door and went in. The curtain was only half drawn

The air is full of men's strong smell of hormones.