The female supporting role just wants to survive, but the boss insists on falling in love

Early in the morning, chasing the bright sunshine, Zhuang Xiao got off the train with the college students. The bus arranged by the school was waiting at the train station.

The total cost of the group, including the accompanying teacher and Zhuang Xiao, was less than 100 yuan. They chartered two buses, leaving a few empty seats.

Zhuang Xiao deliberately fell to the back of the team. Compared with the students who were carrying large and small suitcases, her luggage was very simple: a painting box and a gray travel bag, leaving the enthusiastic classmates with nothing to use.

Zhuang Xiao sat in the second to last row. The last row was full of bags, and only three seats were empty in the second to last row.

Seeing Zhuang Xiao getting on the bus, Zhang Jinle decisively left his classmates behind and came over.

Zhuang Xiao looked up at her and said, "You can go with your friends. I can do it by myself. I brought some books to read..."

"I won't." Zhang Jinle sat down next to Zhuang Xiao. "I have to uphold my duty as a flower protector. I'm relying on you."

Zhuang Xiao smiled knowingly, knowing that Zhang Jinle was deliberately taking care of him, "I couldn't ask for more."

While talking, Zhuang Xiao took out a book from his backpack. Zhang Jinle glanced at it. It was "History of Chinese Art", which was familiar to anyone who studied painting and was a must-read book.

It is not a must-read book, but a textbook, and a somewhat boring book.

Noticing Zhang Jinle's gaze, Zhuang Xiao explained: "I didn't have the opportunity to understand it before, but now I know that there are so many stories behind the paintings."

"Expressing emotions through painting." Zhang Jinle nodded. In fact, what he really wanted to say was that you have more stories than the painting.

In fact, this is also the reason why she is particularly attractive. Beneath her bright and cheerful appearance, she has a contradictory roughness and silence.

The ride lasted three and a half hours, and the winding mountain road went uphill. The originally noisy and bustling carriage gradually became quiet. Many passengers looked pale, as if they had reached their limit.

Finally, at 12 noon, the bus arrived at the village halfway up the mountain. The homestay in the village solemnly hung up a welcome banner and prepared lunch.

There were ten people at each table, but half of the students had lost their appetite due to the bumpy ride.

Zhang Jinle was a little worried about Zhuang Xiao at first, but when she got off the bus limply, Zhuang Xiao had already started taking pictures with a different interest. Well, she should just have some pity on herself.

Next, Zhuang Xiao completely broke everyone's impression of her as a porcelain doll. There were ten dishes on the table, and five girls and five boys sat there. After they finished eating, Zhuang Xiao was the last one to leave the table.

At the end of the meal, the other eight people went back to their rooms, leaving only Zhuang Xiao and Zhang Jinle at the table. After making sure that Zhang Jinle was full, Zhuang Xiao picked up the soup ladle and emptied the soup bowl.

With a satisfied sigh, Zhuang Xiao touched his round belly and turned to see the stunned Zhang Jinle.

Zhang Jinle silently gave her a thumbs up, "How can you fit so much in your tiny stomach?"

Zhuang Xiao smiled a little embarrassedly, "It's delicious!"

In her first 24 years, she lived under the dual pressure of illness and financial difficulties, and she rarely had the chance to eat a full meal. She was waiting to die, and here she had to spend several more years of life where she could only look at but not eat.

Eating is really a happy thing for her.

Zhang Jinle looked at Zhuang Xiao's satisfied expression and couldn't help but sigh, "You're such a big eater, won't you eat me out of money in the future?"

Zhuang Xiao was stunned when he heard this, then he remembered his target person (mainly the big red envelope given by the target person), raised the corner of his mouth, and said affirmatively: "No way."

Tu Yan is the richest man designated by God. Whatever slips through his fingers is enough for her to be financially free. I just don’t know if he is willing to spill it?

However, judging from the current situation, this God of Wealth is very generous and is definitely very wealthy.

Zhuang Xiao thought of Tu Yan, and immediately took out his phone and took a photo of the dining table, "Clean Plate Campaign!"

“I was the last one to leave the table~”

At the end, she didn’t forget to attach an emoticon with her hands on her hips and proudly stand there.

Zhang Jinle keenly caught something, his eyes lit up, "Oh! Something's going on~"

Zhuang Xiao did not hide it, "The revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard."

Zhang Jinle couldn't help but stare, "Who is blind?" If she were a man, she would go crazy if Zhuang Xiaoduo gave her a look. Who was this man who could actually control himself?

At the same time, Tu Yan, who was thousands of miles away and was preparing to eat, sneezed loudly.

It was rare for Tu Yan to be so rude, so Assistant Liu immediately said, "Boss Tu, someone is missing you!"

Tu Yan was slightly startled, his eyebrows moved slightly, and he looked calm.

However, the hand that was originally holding the chopsticks moved to the phone beside him. After unlocking it, he saw that Zhuang Xiao had indeed sent a message. Looking at the table full of nearly half spicy dishes, Tu Yan frowned slightly.

Didn’t I remind her to eat less greasy and spicy food?

But then I thought about it, this was the catering arranged by the school, and it was very stingy, so naturally there weren't any good dishes, and I couldn't blame her entirely.

As soon as this thought came to his mind, Tu Yan clicked on the transfer, note, and food expenses.

Assistant Liu was arranging the dishes and cups nearby. He caught a glimpse of this scene and his eyes widened. He looked back and forth in shock between the leading actor and the phone screen.

No, you still get food allowance during vacation? You converted to a religion, and want to be a compassionate and merciful living Bodhisattva?

Why didn’t I have this treatment back then?

Is it unworthy?

Of course, Assistant Liu didn't dare to ask this question out loud. Not only did he not dare to ask, he also had to praise, "Boss Tu, you are such a good boss who cares about your employees. Miss Zhuang must be very touched."

Tu Yan lowered his eyes to eat, and felt that his appetite had returned. "If he doesn't have to go out to make a living and then call in sick, who will do the work?"

Assistant Liu nodded in agreement and thought to himself, Hey, with so many people in the secretariat including Assistant Zhou and I, you only saw Miss Zhuang working?

But it's no wonder, Zhuang Xiao had no relevant work experience before, and his education level was not good enough... well, it was much worse. But he was really hardworking and diligent, and he was always the last one to leave.

If Zhuang Xiao didn't really have achievements, Assistant Liu would have suspected that she had other intentions and left late on purpose just to wait for the workaholic CEO Tu.

But strangely enough, since Zhuang Xiao came to the secretariat, Tu Yan has been working overtime more and more often. You know, although Mr. Tu is a workaholic, he is also efficiency-oriented and rarely puts off work until after get off work...

In any case, Assistant Liu, as her direct superior, couldn't help but feel a little proud when he saw how much progress she had made in just three months. It must be because of his good teaching!

On the other side of Zhuang Xiao in the southwest, Zhang Jinle, who was originally indignant, had only said half of his complaints when he saw the red envelope with four zeros on Zhuang Xiao's screen.

He blurted out: "This man is not only blind, but also a victim!"