Chapter 45

If the room is blocked by the dark curtain, the man's dumb voice line sticks to her ear, accompanied by heavy breathing, bewitching her into a game called happy.

He outlined the corners of her lips with his thin, slightly cold lips, and domineered her consciousness.

Her body is getting hotter and hotter. She wants to push him away, but she finds that her hand is tightly held, just like a drowning person, entangled by weeds, and can only float up and down with the undercurrent.

"No..." She opened her lips and somehow her voice became so hoarse.

She suddenly wanted to see who the man was, but the man was right in front of her, and there was only darkness in her view.

Then she remembered that her eyes were covered with blindfold. She couldn't see the man clearly, and she didn't know who he was. All she remembered was the gasp he left in her ears all night

"Lingling..."

The noise of naobiao wakes Shen Qingqing from her deep sleep. She suddenly sits up and knocks the naobiao off the table.

I haven't had such a dream for a long time. She raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead. She thought it was because of the pressure of looking for a job recently, so she would dream again!

She got up from the bed and went to the hall to pour herself a glass of cold water. After drinking it, she felt that her breath in front of her chest was relieved. She turned her head and looked at the French window, and found that there was a continuous drizzle outside. No wonder she heard the sound last night. She thought it was from her dream.

After a simple meal, she began to sit in front of the computer to look at the recruitment. In the past two days, she also interviewed many companies, but the results were not satisfactory. S city is an antique company. It's either a large enterprise like Zhanfeng or a small workshop selling fake antiques. She doesn't want to waste her time in that kind of place, not to mention the low salary.

Her mobile phone rings at hand. When she sees that the caller is Lin Zihan, she immediately presses the answer button and says with a smile, "good morning, elder martial brother Lin."

"Qingqing, are you free on Saturday?" Lin Zihan said frankly.

Shen Qingqing did not want to answer, "yes."

She has nothing to do except for the interview, and she has run all over the antique companies in S City, and there is no new interview news at present.

"Well, there was a large antique auction in Norway Hotel on Saturday. I got two invitation letters from the company. I'm going to give you one and ask if you have time." The woods contain the road.

While listening to him, Shen Qingqing opened the news of the s Municipal Bureau of cultural relics on the Internet and found that there would be many large-scale cultural relics on display at the antique auction, with 20 items on sale. She was immediately excited and said, "I have time. Thank you, elder martial brother!"

"That's a deal. I'll send the invitation to you by express later. I'll wait for you at eight on Saturday morning." Lin Zihan's soft voice calmed her mind.

After hanging up the phone, she suddenly thought of a problem. Usually, she needs to wear formal clothes to attend such occasions. Her father took her to attend before and bought her a cheongsam. But she was only 16 years old at that time, and she forgot all about it.

This makes her in trouble. She only has less than 300 yuan left on her card. If it takes a while to find a job, the 300 yuan is her life-saving money. So, where should she get a cheongsam?

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