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Chi Yizi almost lost his grip on the wine glass. He looked at Chi Jinshu with a scrutinizing look in his eyes, "Second brother, you..."

Chi Jinshu shook the wine glass in his hand and said, "In love, feelings are everything. The purpose of love is to be happy."

In fact, it is quite common to frequently change girlfriends in the wealthy circle. After all, the last thing rich people lack is women who keep coming to them.

"Haven't you met the man you wanted to marry?"

Unexpectedly, Chi Jinshu's answer shocked Chi Yizi again, "No, I don't want to get married. I want to be a non-marriageist. Marriage sounds good, but it is actually another kind of bondage. I don't want to be bound by marriage. Isn't it good to be in a relationship? If you want to break up, you can break up. If you want to get back together, you can get back together."

Chi Jinshu's view on love is problematic, but most rich young masters have the same idea as him.

The marriages of wealthy families are very different from those of ordinary people. Their marriages are related to a family's property.

Many of the marriages of rich young men and women are forced. Dating is allowed, but once marriage is mentioned, more than just a little bit is involved.

Chi Yizi couldn't understand his second brother's thoughts. In his opinion, marriage is an inevitable stage in life.

"But how can you have a family without getting married?" Chi Yizi said.

Chi Jinshu smiled and said, "Family doesn't necessarily have to be achieved through marriage. I can live with the person I love and enjoy each other's company. Why should I use a piece of paper to restrict our relationship?"

Chi Yizhi still insisted on his point of view, "But marriage is also a kind of commitment and responsibility, which can give the other party more sense of security."

"Security is not given by marriage, but by mutual trust and care." Chi Jinshu retorted, "If two people truly love each other, they can stay together without a marriage certificate."

Chi Yizi was silent for a moment, as if thinking about Chi Jinshu's words.

"You may have your reasons, but I still think that marriage is a tradition and a social norm."

Chi Jinshu shook his head. "Times are changing, and people's concepts are changing. Traditions are not necessarily correct. We should follow our hearts and choose a lifestyle that truly suits us."

Chi Jinshu stared at Chi Yizi with a smile, "Yizi, if you meet someone you like very much in the future, but you two are destined not to be together, let alone getting married, it would be a luxury to even meet them."

"You choose your partner, you walk your own path, you decide your own future, and marriage is voluntary." Chi Jinshu stood up and clinked glasses with Chi Yizi.

It was already one o'clock in the morning when the two returned home.

Chi Yizi returned to the room, locked the door, and opened his notebook. The girl in the picture had already fallen asleep on the sofa. He zoomed in and saw cans rolling on the floor and bamboo sticks scattered on the coffee table.

She lay quietly on the bed, like a blooming water lily, exuding a charming scent. Her closed eyes could not conceal her beauty, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly like butterfly wings.

The soft moonlight shines through the window onto her face, adding a touch of mysterious radiance to her. Her skin is as white as mutton fat, so delicate that one can't help but want to touch it.

She is so peaceful and so attractive in her sleep that one can't help but be intoxicated by her.

The collar of the shirt was open, revealing the faintly visible collarbone. Chi Yizi closed his eyelids, rubbed his eyebrows, and felt a little hot in his mouth.

He casually threw the pen onto the table, picked up his pajamas from the bed and went into the bathroom.

The temperature dropped sharply at night. The bathroom heater was turned on, but there was no movement from the water heater. However, the sound of water dripping could be heard coming from the bathroom.

*

The next day, Chi Feiwan woke up and cleaned up the mess on the floor in the living room.

After I went out to throw away some trash, I looked for my phone in the room and found several more messages on the screen, including Song Jinan: [Go to work at 9 am, don’t forget, I will help you get familiar with the work today. ]

The message was sent at 7:30, and Chi Feiwan replied at 8:10.

Chi Feiwan went out very quickly. She had chosen the clothes she would wear today last night.

A white shirt, blue jeans and a loose sweater.

To make it easier to work, she tied up her thick hair with a shark clip.

The sky was as blue as a gem, without a single cloud blocking it, as if a huge sapphire was inlaid above our heads. The breeze rustled the leaves, making a rustling sound.

This kind of weather makes people feel happy, as if everything becomes beautiful.

Song Jinan had been waiting for Chi Feiwan for a long time.

The bookstore has a staff room, which contains the employees' wardrobes and their work clothes.

The work uniforms of Song's Bookstore are simple and simple. They are brown aprons with the bookstore's logo printed on the chest and a large pocket on the abdomen.

"Aprons are one size fits all. Everyone has a wardrobe to store their belongings. Yours is wardrobe number 4." Song Jinan handed her the key to wardrobe number 4.

The apron can be worn outside, so Chi Feiwan immediately decided to put it on on the spot.

This apron seemed to be tailor-made for her, and both the color and style were perfectly matched with her temperament. Not only did it not make people feel weird or inconsistent, but it added a different style to Chi Feiwan.

When he tied the belt of his apron, he looked energetic and capable.

After Chi Feiwan changed into work clothes, he followed Song Jinan to the lobby of the bookstore. There were already some customers browsing books in the store, and the atmosphere was quiet and warm. "This is where we work." Song Jinan introduced with a smile, "Your main job is to help customers find the books they need, organize the bookshelves, and cashier."

Because the employees in the store are very nice and the surveillance cameras are set up directly at the cash registers on the first and second floors, the cash register area of ​​the bookstore is very large.

Song Jinanla brought Chi Feiwan to the cashier counter. He asked Chi Feiwan to stand aside and watch him operate.

Song Jinan skillfully turned on the power button of the cash register, and the screen lit up and displayed various function options. He smiled and explained to Chi Feiwan: "Actually, these options are not complicated. We basically use those."

Then, Song Jinan picked up a product and pointed the barcode at the scanner. With a beep, the product information was automatically entered into the system. Then, he entered the customer's purchase quantity and price, and selected the payment method - cash or mobile payment.

The last step is to give change or print a receipt to the customer as proof.

There were very few customers during the National Day holiday. Chi Feiwan stood at his post, with Song Jinan beside him guiding him in paying the bill.

Chi Feiwan was a little nervous at first, but after becoming proficient, scanning the code and making change became more and more handy.

“When there are no customers, we can clean up the books and put the incoming items in their corresponding places according to the labels.”

Song Jinan and Chi Feiwan completed this process together, and Song Jinan also told jokes to Chi Feiwan to make her less nervous.

During lunch time, the bookstore will close the doors to the first and second floors and open the leisure area on the third floor.

Employees also eat in the leisure area on the third floor.

After a busy morning, Chi Feiwan and Song Jinan came to the leisure area on the third floor.

The restaurant is decorated simply and comfortably, with sunlight shining through the windows onto the dining table, creating a warm atmosphere.

The two found an empty seat and sat down, enjoying lunch while chatting. Chi Feiwan looked at Song Jinan gratefully, "Song Jinan, thank you"

Song Jinan responded with a smile, "You're welcome, we are friends."