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Back at the company dormitory, it was already 04:30 in the morning.

In order not to affect the rest, the accommodation is divided according to the day and night shifts, and the three rooms are all night shifts.This bedroom is not the master bedroom, Zhao Xiaoqian washes up in the public bathroom outside, and someone is watching TV in the living room, chatting lively, laughing from time to time.

Xia Yao put her coat on the chair, poured a glass of mineral water, and sat on the edge of the bed quietly looking at the photos of Song Xinci stored in her mobile phone in a daze.His face was a little haggard, and there was a bit of tiredness between his brows and eyes.

Then someone knocked on the door.

It was definitely not Zhao Xiaoqian who would knock on the door, Xia Yao put away her phone, stood up and said, "Please come in."

The door was pushed open and closed again, it was Jiu Jie.

"How does it feel to be the first official day at work?" she asked.

Nine Sisters have red phoenix eyes, a melon-seeded face, a little freckles on her cheeks are covered by makeup, and two wrinkles appear at the corners of her eyes when she has a big expression, but this does not affect her beauty at all, on the contrary, it adds a bit of charm to her, and her face is beautiful, Wearing a Hermès printed suit, exuding the smell of roses, she has a hot body, and her gestures are very feminine.But she doesn't like to laugh, she always has a cold face, and she has the feeling of rejecting people thousands of miles away, which is comparable to Liu Wei.

In addition, Zhao Xiaoqian vividly described how cold and fierce Ninth Sister was in Xia Yao's ear all day long. She had preconceived ideas, and she subconsciously thought that Ninth Sister was a very serious leader.

Xia Yao smiled politely and said, "Very good."

Ninth Sister glanced at the room, sat on a chair, leaned against Xia Yao's coat, and asked, "Do you have any longer-term plans for the future?"

Do employees talk heart-to-heart?Xia Yao shook her head: "Not yet."

"Princess's salary is too low, and the consumption is so high now that I can't save any money for a month." Nine sisters said, "Would you like to consider coming to the second seat, and work as a waiter for a while, and then I will find a chance to transfer you a relaxing one." Position."

One can't see the reason, Xia Yao has the idea of ​​going to the second or third block, in order to look more natural, originally planned to mention it to He Wei after a while, but she didn't expect Jiujie to take the initiative to throw an olive branch.Xia Yao was a little surprised: "I heard from Xiaoqian that newcomers seem to be unable to go directly to work in Block [-] or Block [-]."

Ninth Sister bent her lips, with a touch of sarcasm: "Rules are made by people."

The living room was quiet, there was no sound from the TV, and no one was chatting, presumably it was because of Nine Sisters.Xia Yao glanced at the door and said, "No, what does this make Xiaoqian and the others think?"

Ninth Sister stood up from the chair, still with a bit of arrogance: "There is a shortage of people over there, so naturally someone has to fill in, who makes you look better than them." Ninth Sister stopped talking, "I will talk to your foreman Say hello, get ready, it's just a matter of these two days." After speaking, she turned and walked away stepping on her red high heels.

Where is this an inquiry, this is a notification.

Zhao Xiaoqian returned to her room after washing, and when she found out, she kept sighing, "Oh, I've been here for three months, and I only applied to be transferred to the second seat next week. Is there any reason for that?"

Holding her pajamas, Xia Yao comforted her, "Go to bed early."

Zhao Xiaoqian: "..."

**

Zhang Ya didn't live in the dormitory.Song Xinci took a taxi and followed all the way downstairs, stood by the street lamp, transferred 2000 yuan to Zhang Ya, and said in a voice: "Ask who lives with your sister Yaoyao, there are some familiar ones, please let her see Be careful, if anyone bullies you sister Yaoyao, please tell me in time, my mobile phone number has not changed, and I will be on 24 hours a day."

Zhang Ya glanced at her boyfriend who was sleeping like a pig beside her, and suddenly felt sad, and replied with difficulty: "Okay!"

Cheng Yang stood aside, with Di Renjie's wit on his face, touched his chin, felt that this matter was not simple, and said aside: "Boss, I think you are really kind to Miss Xia."

Song Xinci called a car on the mobile phone. Hearing this, he raised his head and smiled mysteriously at Cheng Yang: "I think so too."

Cheng Yang rented a house outside.Song Xinci returned to the studio, washed up, and slept until three o'clock in the afternoon before waking up leisurely.

There are two solid wood photo frames on the bedside table on the left, a photo of her with her father, and a photo of her with Xia Yao.Song Xinci lazily turned over and greeted them, "Good morning."

Picking up the phone, there was a WeChat message from Xia Yao half an hour ago - a cold joke.This joke is really not funny at all. Song Xinci curled his lips and replied, "I was in a meeting just now, what should I do, I miss you so much."

After finishing speaking, he turned over the quilt, got out of bed, and opened the curtains. The moment the sun came in, Song Xinci raised a hand to cover his eyes, and after a few seconds of adaptation, he let go and walked to the balcony.The weather is not so hot anymore. Standing by the white railing and looking out, there are ships passing by on the river in the distance, and a row of phoenix trees shaking the autumn wind. It is really a season suitable for tourism.

Back in the room, looking at the phone, Xia Yao replied: If you miss me, eat more, go to bed early and get up early [呲牙]

Song Xinci has never seen Xia Yao's face in real life, which is similar to bared teeth, which mobilizes more facial muscles. The smile is a shallow smile, a gentle smile, a slight smile... seldom angry, There is no expression when you are angry, most of the time it is quiet, gentle, and faint... So this lively expression, in the eyes of Song Xinci, has become softer, Song Xinci then replied: "This Is there any necessary connection between the two?"

After finishing speaking, he picked up the guitar next to him, put his left hand on the Cadd9 chord, and played "Love Me Don't Go"

She likes music and enjoys music, especially when she is in a good mood, she lowers her head slightly, her long eyelashes seem to be stained with a little smile, and she seems to shine when she is serious.

Song Xinci played while waiting for Xia Yao's reply.

Xia Yao replied: Then it starts from [-] BC

January 1 is Song Xinci's birthday. Song Xinci picked up the phone, and his voice sounded like honey: "Does it have something to do with Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty?" After finishing speaking, he continued to play.

Xia Yao replied: Smart, this starts with the invasion of the Xiongnu cavalry to the south

"I'm afraid it's a long story."

Xia Yao: Let's break it down next time

"Sister Yao."

Xia Yao: Huh?

Song Xinci: [laughing]

Xia Yao: [happy]

**

Zhao Xiaoqian originally moved a stool and sat next to her four roommates playing mahjong. She caught a glimpse of Xia Yao sitting alone on the sofa and didn't know who she was sending messages to. Her thin figure was slightly bent, with her head bowed and her long hair falling down. On the shoulders, a blue and white vertically striped shirt with v-neck sleeves is tied into white cropped cotton and linen harem pants. On the left wrist is a small quartz watch with a silver belt and white plate, a pair of green tails, and two standard bow.

She seems to be having a good chat, with a gentle smile in her eyes and delicate features, ahhh, this is the kind of gentle goddess she really wants to be...

Xia Yao noticed that Zhao Xiaoqian was looking at her, she raised her head and asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhao Xiaoqian looked like she was about to cry: "Sister, have you had plastic surgery..."

Xia Yao: "..." put away the phone, and moved a stool to sit next to another person.

"Want to play?" someone asked her.

Xia Yao shook her head.

Everyone wakes up at about the same time, and order takeout at the same time.The living room is quite big, let's pass the time together.

A few people chatted while playing mahjong, met some weird customers at work yesterday, rejected some wretched men who asked for WeChat, saw some handsome guys, how much tips they got... One of them said with a mysterious smile: " What do you think was the biggest tip I received yesterday?"

"One thousand." Zhao Xiaoqian said.

"two thousand."

The woman shook her head, with a look of pride that you would never guess: "Three thousand and eight."

"Wow, don't you guys have a private deal?"

"No." The woman pushed the mahjong and said with a smile: "Self-touch, all the same, haha. That man is drunk, and he is showing off in front of his friends. I just highlighted his face."

Xia Yao watched quietly from the side, and suddenly asked: "We are all the tips. The rent in that area is so high. What does the company mainly rely on to make money?"

One seems to have no other services, and what is willing is occasionally a private transaction with a few people.

Speaking of this, everyone, you look at me, I look at you, exchange eyes tacitly.

"Drinks," one said.

"Fake wine," said another.

"How to mix it and who to mix it with, there are many ways." Zhao Xiaoqian added.

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