Chapter 1800： Dear Miss (3)

Chapter 1800 Dear Miss (3)

Staying there, discussing with Zhao Yi, Ji Baoyu married him.

But who is Zhao Yi? It's just a few guys staying at home, eating and drinking, waiting for death, waiting for the demolition one day to make a fortune.

Let Ji Baoyu marry Zhao Yi like this, Ji Baoyu himself is unwilling.

In addition to being able to get things for nothing, what is a good day?

With that said, Ji Baoyu looked even more ugly.

They are all decades old, and it is impossible for anyone to hang on to his face when his daughter says so.

"Don't say it, it's impossible to go back now!" Ji Baoyu turned away and pretended to be very busy to pack things.

"Mom, you are only in your forties this year. You are young. Although it has been disconnected from the society for a few years, this is nothing. You just need to adapt."

"Live to the old and learn the old, we with the technical content can't do it, go to be a cashier, do cleaning, it's easy to work, and you can only make time, can you still not do it?" Xia Ling stared Ji Baoyu saw that if she didn't let go of her, she had to let her agree.

"Mom, I will definitely make a lot of money in the future. You worked hard for the past two years, and you will relax later!"

...

Xia Ling said an understatement.

Ji Baoyu glanced at her, "You girl, do you think it's so easy to make money? Can this money be blown by the wind?"

After graduating, Xia Ling spent three months in an internship in a training institution. In these three months, she could not get a penny.

How much money is on her, Ji Baoyu knows best. If Xia Ling is really rich, can the accommodation fee of this youth hostel let her out?

These young people in their early twenties really don't know the suffering of this society.

Life is hard. Xia Jianzhuan has lived two lives. How can he know more than Ji Baoyu, a downright rice bug?

But when it comes to making money, when Xia Ling worked at Pei before, her menstrual flow was more than that in Ji Baoyu's life.

These things, Xia Ling need not say, let Ji Baoyu trust her.

*

Xia Ling has a good memory. When she was riding a bus today, she saw the recruitment information on the Internet on her mobile phone.

It is a supermarket near the training company where she works. The supermarket recruits cleaners for two thousand a month.

Although this salary is not much in this city, Ji Baoyu can do it, and there is no age limit on it, so she can contact other people and make her personality more cheerful.

"Mom, I know that the MK supermarket hires cleaners. It's downstairs in our company. It's quite easy to work there. It's more than 2,000 yuan a month. I think it's good. I will take a vacation tomorrow and just go with me Go and try. "

More than two thousand! That's a lot!

Ji Baoyu reached out to Zhao Yiyao, and Zhao Yi gave her twenty to fifty every time.

Really go out to do cleaning, can I get so much money? Ji Baoyu's memory of society stayed in her youth, she was busy in the factory from morning till night, and finally got thirty or forty dollars.

Ji Baoyu's heart moved, but hesitated.

"But ... but ... don't you feel embarrassed? There is a mother who works as a cleaner?"

"Professionals are noble and low-priced." Xia Ling was very calm. "Mom, you say we can eat with our hands. What can be laughed at? And, even if those people laugh at us, are we laughed at by them a few times?"

"Don't worry about the rent. I will be paid at the end of this month. I ca n’t find financial advances. I ’ve owed Zhao Yi the rent these years. I ’ll pay him the card first, and it wo n’t matter to him later. Our two are looking for a house in this B city and will live a new life in the future. "

"You ... you little girl, where's the money? You are not allowed to go crooked, hear it? You are not allowed to make those crooked ideas!" Ji Baoyu stared at Xia Ling.

"Mom, where do you want to go, but I have a good job and work at a training institution. How can I go awry?"

The girl's hand was thin and thin, and she held Ji Baoyu's hand.

Holding hands, Ji Baoyu could feel the warm power coming from the girl.

She is a person who does not want to endure hardship and has no backbone. In these years, Xia Ling has been brought up, and Ji Baoyu is exhausted and exhausted.

And now, her daughter has finally grown up, and can become her dependency.

"That's good, you're good, better than anything." Ji Baoyu muttered, and touched Xia Ling's hair.

*

One day's holiday, Xia Ling accompanied Ji Baoyu to find a job, went to the MK supermarket, and successfully applied.

Then, they went to the agency together and found a cheap house not too far from the subway to rent.

It's not big, it's more than fifty square meters. When two beds are put down, there is no place to rest in the room.

More than 400 yuan a month, paying the rent, the mother and daughter faced the dilemma of having no money to eat.

Ji Baoyu was very successful in her application, and she cooked two dishes for Xia Ling.

However, after finishing the meal, Ji Baoyu groaned. This was her handful of money. After paying the rent, she was completely gone.

Either Xia Ling went to the company to make an advance, or they had to think of a way to get money.

Looking at Ji Baoyu's happy and sullen expression, Xia Ling thought about it and made a phone call.

*

Xia Ling knows the predecessors of a company.

This predecessor has a good family background. He is still single in his thirties and looks good at people.

Xia Ling hasn't dealt with him, but she can lend money to her and can cooperate with Xia Ling for a long time. I am afraid that only this senior has a strong family background.

Too poor at hand, and will soon have children, Xia Ling wants to borrow a sum of money, and then determine a partner.

She has the ability to make money. The partner pays her to run the business. If she earns money from partner 6, Xia Ling 4, she earns hard money.

The senior was called Wang Jia. She offered to borrow money and said she wanted to talk to Wang Jia.

Wang Jia agreed.

The two met at a coffee shop near the company.

When Xia Ling passed the subway, Wang Jia had already arrived in advance.

The private car he drove was much faster than Xia Ling's turning car and walking.

"What's wrong, Xia Ling, anxious to use the money on hand?" Wang Jia looked at the girl who came in and did not apply the powder, stood up and smiled.

He picked a two-person, leaning on the corner of the corner, a corner of good privacy, suitable for conversation.

"Brother, let's sit down and talk." Xia Ling was calm.

She was wearing a normal white T-shirt and jeans. The girl had a ponytail and a face, and looked very youthful and beautiful.

"You don't seem to be the same as in the company?" Wang Jia stared at her as if she found something from her.

In the company, Xia Ling was always just a promise. When she called him, Wang Jia could hardly remember what she looked like.

As a girl, Xia Ling is too inexperienced in the company.

"What's different, but is it more simple to dress now?" Xia Ling responded.

(End of this chapter)