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Published at 27th of March 2020 10:49:34 PM


Chapter 4

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Chapter 4: Failing to Find a Job

Translator: Iris Guo

Fang Xue hung up the phone again and walked to Mu Jiuyue, "Sorry, it's not convenient."

She looked at Mu Jiuyue who lowered her head in discouragement and couldn't bear it. "Perhaps, you can ask Mr. Su for help. Your family and Su family are close friends for generations. If you ask him, he won't ignore your request. "

'How can I ask Su Feng'ao for help?'

Mu Jiuyue was slightly stupefied and blinked.

"I still have something to do and must go now." Fang Xue turned and left. Mu Jiuyue held the instant noodles and took a sip of soup. Then she looked up and sighed.

Her family owed Su family a huge debt, her grandfather ran away, and she blew up his house. With a vindictive temperament, Su Feng'ao might prepare a trick to deal with her. If she moved a step forward, wouldn't she walk right into the trap?

She would never do this kind of thing, yes, never!

Mu Jiuyue threw the instant noodle box into the trash can, holding the pink panther pillow and lying down again.

After waking up the next morning, she called her grandpa as usual, but the phone was still power off.

Mu Jiuyue was optimistic by nature and never lost hope. She went to the mall and bought a toothbrush and toothpaste to wash with the only 50 yuan left. Then she changed her clothes, had a wonderful breakfast, and started to find herself a job out there with her suitcase.

The bosses of large enterprises all pushed her out when they heard her name, but the atmosphere of the small businesses was very harmonious.

In the office, the gentleman with glasses smiled slightly. "Miss, you well meet our company's requirements. What is your expected salary for a month?"

She used to own shares in the Mu Group, and enjoyed a minimum starting salary of 50 million a month. She even earned 200 million in the most lucrative month.

Mu Jiuyue glanced around a little bit. After all, this was a small company. She stretched out five fingers casually.

The gentleman frowned, hesitating, "Five thousand?"

Mu Jiuyue shook her head and replied without even thinking, "Fifty thousand."

"Bang!" She and her suitcase were thrown out together.

Mu Jiuyue pulled her suitcase up, patted away the dust on her body, and raised her head in anger.

The gentleman stood at the door and sneered, "Our company is too small-sized to afford such a talent like you, please go away."

"Your company cannot afford to lose me, and you will regret it." Mu Jiuyue bit her lower lip tightly. She was turned down over and over again. Soon it went dark. She dragged her suitcase, lowered her head and walked forward in a decadent manner.

She ate several buns and drank two bottles of water all day long, and she was almost starving to death.

On the road, a black Rolls-Royce slowly followed, and Qin San couldn't help sighing, "Sir, it surprises me that Miss Mu is so persistent. She is quite similar to Mr. Mu. "

"Similar?" Through the glass of the side door, the man glanced coldly at the ghost-like figure out there. At this moment, she was standing in front of a stall on the side of the road, looking down at the stall owner who was cooking noodles. Her pink tongue licked her mouth.

He curled his lips sarcastically, "I think it is the misfortune of Mr. Mu to have such a granddaughter. How many companies have pushed her out?"

Qin San replied, "Fifteen!"

"Oh." The man snorted and looked away, "Find someone to help her, or she will be starving to death even before her last bit of strength is gone."

In front of the small street vendor, Mu Jiuyue smelled the scent of delicious food. The more she looked, the hungrier she was. She swallowed saliva and looked down at the money in her hand. 'Forget it, just buy two buns.'

As soon as she crossed the zebra crossing, she saw a large group of people around the mall. In the center, a man with a naked upper body was holding a sign that said, "Please hit me, one hundred yuan for each punch."

Mu Jiuyue was surprised. 'How can you find someone who begs to be abused nowadays? And pay one hundred yuan for each punch?'

Back then, she would just take a glance, but now she was short of money!

Mu Jiuyue put aside her suitcase, walked over, patted the man on the shoulder, and said apologetically, "Dude, I'd like to have a try, sorry!"

The man glanced at her slim limbs. "Use more strength, the harder the better."

The man seemed to have had such a heavy blow that he turned a little silly. Mu Jiuyue sighed lightly, and gave a thump. Her little hand seemed to hit the steel plate. She was bounced back.

"Ah!" Mu Jiuyue screamed and held her injured hand. She jumped violently in-situ and nearly burst out crying.

'I know that there is no such good thing in this world!'

The man looked at her, "Miss, do you want another punch?"

"No, no." Mu Jiuyue waved her hands quickly. She was now traumatized, and she was afraid that another punch would break her bones.

The man gave her a hundred yuan. Mu Jiuyue took it and pulled her suitcase out of the crowd. She looked down at the hundred-yuan bill in her hands, a lump coming into her throat.

Grandpa has supported the entire Mu Family since she was a child. As long as she wanted something, however high the price was, she would always receive it in one day, and grandpa gave her countless pocket money every month.

She had always thought that money was easy to make, but now she knew that it was harder than picking the stars ...

The man waited for Mu Jiuyue to walk out of the crowd, then dropped the sign he was holding and walked to a Rolls Royce, which was not far away.

The window of the car was rolled down. He looked at the handsome and noble man sitting in the car, and whispered, "Sir, it's done as you said."

Su Feng'ao took a sip of coffee and said impassively, "How much did she take from you?"

The man replied, "Miss Mu only punched me once, so she only took one hundred."

"One hundred?" He squinted, curled his lips, and said with a meaningful look, "Isn't that too easy for her?"

The man saw his displeased look. "Although Miss Mu only hit me once, her hand seemed to hurt badly."

"Is it?" Su Feng'ao twitched his lips, and then he was satisfied. He handed the man the check, and said indifferently, "Here is 100,000 yuan. Take it."

The man's eyes suddenly lit up. He reached out to take it, nodded and said respectfully, "Thank you, sir. Thank you, Mr. Su." 

Sitting in the driver's seat, Qin San once again wiped sympathetic tears for Mu Jiuyue.

'Ms. Mu! Take care of youself!'

Meanwhile, Mu Jiuyue took the money and ate the cheapest meal. After dinner, she took out her cell phone and made a video call to her grandpa. The call finally got through after two beeps. On the other side of the video, the sky was blue and the scenery was extremely good. She could even see seagulls soaring in the sky and hear the sound of rippling water.

A kind old man in tattered dress sat on a beach chair. Next to him, a broken bowl was placed on a glass table. The scene was pathetic.

Mu Jiuyue burst into tears, "Grandpa..."





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