Special troubles of rebirth

Wang Yu, who was lying on the sofa, opened his eyes.

"I'm a senior in the blink of an eye!"

Wang Yu sat up as he spoke, and Zhou Ziyu picked up the cigarette on the coffee table and lit one for Wang Yu with a wink.

"Do you have any plans to take the postgraduate entrance examination?"

“I have been reading books for eighteen years and I don’t want to read them anymore!”

"Do you count kindergarten as study time?"

Wang Yu joked, and then said: "If you don't want to read it, just don't read it. Do you have any plans, or should I make arrangements?"

Seeing Zhou Ziyu hesitate to speak, Wang Yu was not in a hurry. He smoked a cigarette and looked at her with a half-smile.

Embarrassed by the sight, Zhou Ziyu lay on Wang Yu's legs, hugged his waist and began to act coquettishly.

"Okay, okay, tell me, what do you want to do?"

"For those of us who major in Chinese, we either work as teachers or do administrative work. In fact, the employment opportunities are very narrow!"

Zhou Ziyu hesitated for a long time and finally said: "Fan Jie has transformed quickly. She has started to do promotion work for you, and now she is earning a serious salary."

"Hey, don't you get my salary too!"

Zhou Ziyu was stunned for a moment, then lightly hammered Wang Yu a few times.

"I definitely want to stay in the Magic City. The easiest way is to become a teacher, but the establishment of the Magic City is not so easy to get into."

"I'll ask you later!"

Wang Yu thought for a while, it would be good for Zhou Ziyu to stay in Shanghai and be a teacher. As for it not being easy, that is a relative term!

"Uh-huh!"

Hearing what Wang Yu said, Zhou Ziyu nodded happily.

In fact, she also had the idea of ​​​​working in Wang Yu Engine Technology, but when she looked back and thought about her identity, she felt uncomfortable, and then gave up the idea.

As for entrepreneurship, Zhou Ziyu feels that she is really not the material.

Last summer, she accompanied Fan Jie on the street once, and then she realized how difficult it is to make money.

She has seen how hard it is for her father to sell side dishes at home, let alone talk about it since she was a child.

Think about your own expenses again. Now every month is about skin care, clothes, shoes and bags. The cost of these is more than 50,000 yuan a month, not to mention cars and houses. If you want to live a comfortable life in this city, the cost It's really too big.

It’s not that Zhou Ziyu underestimates herself. It’s really difficult to make hundreds of thousands a year.

Even if you make money, how will you work so hard that you will become a yellow-faced woman early on?

Zhou Ziyu doesn’t want to, can’t he live a life of ease like this now?

If I could find another job as a teacher in Shanghai, my life would be basically complete!

Zhou Ziyu, who had settled her worries, looked at Wang Yu again with eyes as charming as silk.

Alas, being a man is so hard.

Wang Yu woke up late the next day, and it was already early nine o'clock when he woke up.

Zhou Ziyu had already gone to school. After Wang Yu had washed up and had breakfast, it was almost ten o'clock.

As soon as I left the house, my phone rang.

"Miss me?"

“Come to Songjiang and treat me to dinner at noon, and I’ll tell you good news!”

"OK, I'll come over now and call you when I get there!"

"Don't you want to ask me any good news?"

"Would you tell me if I asked?"

"will not!"

"Then why should I ask it?"

The other end of the phone was choked and there was no sound for a long time.

Wang Yu smiled and said: "Dai Rong, what good news do you have for me?"

"Huh, I'm angry, I can't coax you that way!"

Dai Rong became angry again: "I won't tell you!"

Her little insistence didn't even last until dinner time. Wang Yu rushed to Songjiang and was hugged by his arm as soon as he picked her up in the car.

"Wang Yu, do you know that Comrade Li Xiumei fully accepts the armistice agreement? We are victorious!"

Wang Yu gave Dai Rong a high-five in the air in cooperation. Seeing Dai Rong's cuteness, Wang Yu couldn't hold it back and grabbed her head and captured her mouth.

After a long time, Dai Rong glanced outside the car with a blush on her face, and breathed a sigh of relief when she didn't see the eyes staring into the car.

Then he gave Wang Yu a light hammer.

Wang Yu smiled and touched Dai Rong's head: "There should be good news, right?"

"Huh, I don't want to. Hmm."

Leaning on Dai Rong's forehead, Wang Yu blinked: "What's the good news?"

Dai Rong muttered in a low voice: "You bully me!"

After a pause, Dai Rong said happily: "My mother wants you to come to my house for dinner next Saturday!"

"Uh-huh."

Wang Yu rubbed Dai Rong's cheek: "The first step in the long march of thousands of miles!"

"My mother also said that your parents should come to my house this year to discuss our affairs."

Wang Yu was stunned for a moment and suddenly fell into silence.

Dai Rong didn't get a response. She came back from her happiness and looked at the silent Wang Yu blankly.

"You don't want your parents to come to my house and...?"

As he spoke, tears couldn't stop flowing down his face, and he turned around to get out of the car.

Wang Yu grabbed Dai Rong: "I have to let you know some things!"

Dai Rong was so angry that she didn't look at Wang Yu. She was very sad that she was fighting against her mother, but in exchange for Wang Yu's silence.

Humph, no explanation is of any use!

"I was admitted to university in 01"

As the story unfolded in Wang Yu's mouth, Dai Rong, who had originally turned to face the car window on the other side, turned around at some point and tightly grasped Wang Yu's right hand with a pair of small hands.

"I came to Shanghai from Shencheng in 03. Until I met you, you know everything that happened next."

Wang Yu leaned on the back of the driver's seat: "It's not that I don't want my parents to go to your house to propose marriage. I haven't been home for the Spring Festival for two Spring Festivals. I can't get over it in my heart. I always feel that I can't face my parents. I originally wanted to celebrate the Spring Festival this year. go home"

Dai Rong felt extremely distressed. This time it was not him, but Wang Yu.

She jumped from the passenger seat to the driver's seat, straddled Wang Yu's lap, hugged Wang Yu's head and pressed it against her chest.

"Wang Yu, I'm sorry, I didn't ask clearly and made you think of something sad!"

This girl hugged her so tightly that Wang Yu felt that he could hardly breathe.

Letting go of Dai Rong's arm, Wang Yu looked level with her: "I want to go home for the Spring Festival this year, so I can tell my family about you, and then bring my parents over to your house to propose marriage before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, okay?"

"Uh-huh!"

Dai Rong nodded: "It's important to settle your own matters first!"

After saying this, Dai Rong said angrily: "That Lin Haichuan is so insidious!"

"So I worked hard to open a company, make it bigger and stronger, and give him a fatal blow in business in the future!"

"Yeah, let him have nothing!"

Dai Rong held Wang Yu's face with both hands and said, "Come on, I believe you can do it!"

"Aren't you angry anymore?"

When asked by Wang Yu, Dai Rong blushed, then she put her arms around Wang Yu's neck and buried her face in his chest.

The two hugged each other until Dai Rong's stomach growled a few times.

"Oh, I haven't eaten yet. Wang Yu, hurry up and find a place to eat. I'm hungry!"

"How can I drive if you sit on me?"

"Pfft!"

Only then did Dai Rong remember that she was still straddling Wang Yu.

After dinner, Wang Yu stayed with Dai Rong for a while until he dropped Dai Rong off at the entrance of the first hospital.

Before leaving, Dai Rong waved her hand and said, "Don't forget to come to my house for dinner on the weekend!"

Wang Yu extended his hand out of the car window and waved: "I can't forget, my son-in-law is coming!"