Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 1082 Fireman vs Cartoonist 25
Li Fangxiang was startled and shrank her neck: "You have to consider your son. College now costs hundreds of thousands of yuan a year. After graduation, he has to find a job, buy a house, a car, and get married. How can our family have so much money..."

Gu Ningde's face turned pale.

At this time, they had not yet thought about what kind of tragedy these not-so-glorious verbal disputes would lead to in the future...

In the guest room.

Lin Zhian combed her hair sleepily, with a strand of hair sticking up on top of her head.

The phone rang, but Gu Qingqing seemed not to hear it. She was immersed in her own world, looking at the tall willow trees outside the window.

Lin Zhian picked up the phone and handed it to Gu Qingqing: "Your cell phone is ringing."

Gu Qingqing took a look at the phone number and answered the call.

"Hello, I'm from the Human Resources Department of Hongxin Company. Is this Gu Qingqing?"

"I'm."

"The company has seen your resume and creative design and is very satisfied with it. You have been hired. Please report to the company's human resources department at 8 am next Monday."

The other party's clear and soothing voice rang in Gu Qingqing's ears.

"Okay, I understand. Thank you. I will report on time next Monday."

The other party hung up the phone.

Gu Qingqing is looking for a job in design after returning to China. The long-awaited news came today. I wanted to share it with my parents...

Eight out of ten things in life are not as we wish. I used to think it was a meaningless sigh.

"Qing'an, what company?" Lin Zhian asked hurriedly, fearing that Gu Qingqing might lose control of her emotions.

"Hongxin."

"Wow, it's Hongxin! Great, a first-class large enterprise. Our Qing'an is talented and popular!"

Gu Qingqing blinked her eyes, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, covering up the pain.

My parents have studied hard for ten years and cultivated me with all their heart, but when I achieved some success, they were unable to share it with me.

Regret in life!
Lin Zhian looked at the thin shoulders that were becoming increasingly frail, and understood the low mood at the moment: "Qingqing, if you want to enter the workplace, how can you not treat it seriously? I'll take you shopping, and use my dad's credit card!"

#What did my father do wrong
The two girls went out early in the morning.

Gu Qingqing waved at her uncle, who stood there. She vaguely saw her father standing there, tall and firm.

Why did I call in advance? If I hadn't called, my parents wouldn't have driven to pick me up, and there wouldn't have been a car accident! Later I realized that life is too heavy, and we can never predict what will happen in the next second. We can only live well in the second when the fire clouds sweep across the sky.

Lin Zhian turned on the camera on her mobile phone and took a picture of the clouds in the sky.

The lens keeps focusing and zooming in.

The phone screen reflected the person standing across the street.

Lin Zhian turned back subconsciously.

The man was tall and thin, wearing a black windbreaker, and he moved through the crowd.

The outlines are vague yet profound.

"Zhou Shu..."

Lin Zhian's voice was hoarse.

Say the name.

His figure quickly disappeared.

But it exists in the camera lens.

Lin Zhian watched the replay of the video just now.

The sky, the clouds on fire, the sidewalk, the black figures moving through the crowd.

It turns out that this city can also be very small.

So small that we can still meet each other after deliberately avoiding each other.

It used to be so big that we searched for it for eight years without any trace.

Lin Zhian's fingertips curled up and paused on the delete key.

Finally clicked delete.

She couldn't figure out the vague feelings in her heart.

But she knew that love requires loyalty.

"Wei Chengze..." Lin Zhian squatted on the side of the road and made a phone call, his voice soft.