Lovers suffer from depression [Quick Transmigration]

He was uneasy and almost wanted to throw away the mobile phone in his hand. Although only a second passed, he felt that centuries had passed.

He had never asked others for help in such a state of embarrassment, and he didn't know what Wen Ran on the other end of the phone would think.

He waited for Wen Ran's reply with bated breath, and a few centuries later, he heard Wen Ran say: "How do you want me to help you?"

Wen Ran's voice is very gentle, because the mobile phone is placed next to the ear, it is completely different from talking face to face, as if whispering, the strong male hormones penetrated directly into his cochlea, making him in a flash blushing.

He settled down and pondered for a long time before replying: "Please give me a job, I hope I can advance one month's salary."

Wen Ran is in a meeting, in front of so many people, his expression is the same as usual, but his heart is already cheering non-stop.

He immediately agreed to Meng Miandong's request, and asked again, "Is nothing wrong with you?"

Meng Miandong couldn't see Wen Ran's expression, but he knew that Wen Ran was worried about him, but he still didn't want to confess to Wen Ran, he just said vaguely: "Nothing happened to me."

——Even if Wen Ran is right in front of him, he can't see Wen Ran's expression, right?

A coward like him only saw Wen Ran's face once from the beginning to the end, and that was when he didn't know how to stop the young woman from smoking, and heard footsteps again, thinking that there was a new guest.

Fortunately, Wen Ran didn't respond to his obvious perfunctory, but just asked: "It's good that nothing happened, will the one-month salary advance be transferred to you, or will you withdraw the cash yourself?"

Meng Miandong said with a trembling voice, "Please transfer the money to me."

"Okay, I'll transfer the finances to you right away, and you tell me the account number." After receiving Wen Ran's affirmative reply, he gave Wen Ran the account number.

Wen Ran was very efficient, and within a minute, the money was transferred to his account.

This month's salary is far higher than his one-month part-time salary in a coffee shop. Can he get so much salary as a logistics worker for "Manga·Kite"?

Thinking of this, he breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the crumbling door, and opened it.

After the door was opened, he saw the worn-out women's cotton slippers again.

The landlord is probably looking like he wants to eat him alive right now?

He didn't dare to look at the landlord, lowered his head, transferred the rent to the landlord's card in front of the landlord, and said, "It's in the account, please check."

The landlord was putting on a facial mask, and when she saw Meng Miandong finally opened the door, she wanted to teach Meng Miandong a good lesson, but she didn't really intend to drive him out.

Before she could open her mouth, she saw Meng Miandong transfer the money to her. She didn't expect Meng Miandong to pay the rent so neatly.

She rubbed her hand that was red from knocking on the door, and said with a smile: "If you have money, you should have said it earlier, it's a waste of my mother's energy."

"I'm sorry." Meng Miandong wanted to close the door again, but heard the landlord say: "Pay next month's rent early. I originally paid three deposits and one deposit for this house, but I have already accommodated you to pay one deposit and one deposit." , you don’t always default.”

The landlord is actually a good person, but his temper is a little bit out of control, and his mouth is a bit stinky.

Meng Miandong understands this. He has defaulted on rent many times. The longest time he was in arrears for a full month and a half. Because of his previous convictions, the landlord cut off the water and electricity this time and urged him so urgently.

After all, the landlord rents out the house to make money, not to do good deeds, and as a tenant, he should of course pay the rent on time.

Seeing that Meng Miandong wanted to close the door again, the landlord tried to soften his tone and said, "Xiao Meng, wait."

The landlord lives on the same floor, probably going to get something?

Meng Miandong waited at the door with her head down. The floor of the door was very old, and the edges were slightly warped.

After a while, the landlord came back.

Immediately afterwards, a bowl of wonton noodles with green vegetables and fish balls appeared in his eyes, which was steaming hot.

The landlord's tone was blunt, as if he wanted to quarrel with him: "I made too much in the morning, and here is this bowl for you."

Meng Miandong was about to thank the landlord, but the landlord said again: "Don't forget to return the bowl to me."

The landlord left after speaking, and obviously kindly gave Meng Miandong a bowl of wonton noodles with vegetables and fish balls, but he walked away as if he had won a quarrel.

Meng Miandong took the wonton noodles with green vegetables and fish balls back to his room, put them on the dining table, and ate them mouthful.

This is not the first time the landlord has given him something to eat. Although the landlord thinks he is a weirdo, he has never looked at him strangely.

After eating wonton noodles with green vegetables and fish balls, he tidied himself up, washed the bowl, returned the bowl to the landlord, and rushed to Qianjuan Yinshe.

Wen Ran didn't ask him when to go to work, but since he received Wen Ran's salary in advance and he had nothing important to do, of course he should go to work right away.

Qianjuan Yinshe is a bit far from where he lives, and it takes more than [-] stops by bus, which takes nearly an hour.

He doesn't like to take the bus because he will be surrounded by strangers.

But if he doesn't take the bus, how should he get there?

So, he can only go by bus.

Once on the bus, there was only one empty seat, and he sat down.

After sitting for one stop, the bus stopped at the stop, and another passenger came up.

One of them walked up to him, looked at his shoes, and he guessed that it was a middle-aged man, so the middle-aged man stood in front of him, speaking the local dialect, and said in a calm manner: "Young man, please step aside. "

A middle-aged man is not old, weak, sick or disabled, so he doesn't need to give up his seat, right?

But his face was already a little hot from the approach of the middle-aged man, so he had to stand up.

After he stood up, he stepped aside.

Unexpectedly, it was not a middle-aged man who sat in his seat, but a woman wearing a pair of flat shoes.

The woman's legs seemed to be a little swollen, and he boldly moved his gaze upwards, and he saw the bulging abdomen.

Is he too arbitrary?That's why he thought that the middle-aged man wanted to grab his seat for no reason.

His current arbitrariness stems from the fact that he didn't dare to raise his head, otherwise he should have noticed that the middle-aged man was helping the pregnant woman into the car, right?After all, his gaze was directly facing the upper door.

He was lost in his own thoughts when he suddenly heard a female voice say: "Thank you, my husband's attitude just now may not be good enough, I apologize to you on his behalf."

Thinking back, there is actually nothing wrong with the middle-aged man's attitude. The problem lies with him. He is preconceived. The pregnant woman must have seen his reluctance and apologized to him, right?

Reflecting on himself, he shook his head and said, "It's okay."

More and more people got on the bus, squeezing him in the middle, and he felt like he was going to suffocate.

After five stops, the middle-aged man squeezed beside him and said, "My wife and I are getting off the bus, thank you."

He glanced over and saw that his original seat was still vacant, and a young man wearing sneakers beside him said, "Go and sit, is that your seat? Is it uncomfortable to be crowded around?"

He sat back in his seat and thought: Taking the bus is not that difficult.

When he was sitting drowsily, he arrived at the station: "Qianjuanyinshe has arrived, please get off the passengers at this station through the back door."

He got out of the car, got out of the car, looked up, and Qianjuan Yinshe was right in front of him.

He covered his masked face, sweating from nervousness.

He knew that the very gentle Wen Ran was inside, but he couldn't help himself not to be nervous.

He agreed to Wen Ran to go to "Manga·Kite" to do logistics because he had no choice. If he could choose, he didn't want to enter a completely unfamiliar environment, and he didn't want to let himself have illusions anymore.

Although he was not willing to sell his second-hand notebooks and digital boards after all, he no longer expected to become a cartoonist. Comics and the like were not something he could draw at all.

But no matter what, he still had to go in, because he had already paid a month's salary in advance.

He took a deep breath before walking inside.

But when he walked to the front desk and asked him what he wanted, he hesitated again.

He wanted to run away, he didn't want to face any strangers.

When he was driven by instinct and turned around, he suddenly heard footsteps, and then he saw the pair of black brogue leather shoes.

——It's Wen Ran!

He is clearly not very familiar with Wen Ran, but he is a little relieved because of Wen Ran's arrival, he even thinks that as long as Wen Ran is there, he will be fine, why is that?

He was confused, and when Wen Ran walked in front of him, he called softly: "Wen Ran..."

Wen Ran looked at Meng Miandong who was timidly lowering his head and blushing again, he couldn't help feeling distressed in his heart, but on the surface, he didn't show it.

He just said to Meng Miandong: "Miandong, please come with me, I will guide you to familiarize yourself with the environment first."