Reborn in 2014, getting rich from the World Cup

"Senior, can you help me?"

After running a few laps, Yang Zheng found a place to sit on the grass in the middle of the track, as if preparing to do sit-ups.

And the "help" he mentioned naturally meant that he wanted Zhao Qingning to help him stretch his legs.

To be more precise, sitting on the legs.

This was a common posture used by the two before.

Zhao Qingning naturally understood what he meant.

She didn't answer, but looked around with a slightly red face.

There weren't many people doing morning exercises on the playground at this time, but there were quite a few too.

After hesitating for a moment, she squatted down and reached out to hold Yang Zheng's leg.

She really doesn't have the nerve to sit in such an ambiguous posture in such an occasion.

But this is obviously not the result Yang Zheng wants.

Just do a sit-up.

Does he really need someone to hold down his legs?

But he didn't say anything.

Instead, just do sit-ups.

As he did so, he asked, "After this semester, you'll be doing an internship next semester, right?"

"Ah."

Zhao Qingning responded with a cold look.

She wanted to remain calm, so she had to respond coldly.

Yang Zheng spoke again: "Have you found a good place?"

Zhao Qingning paused and nodded: "I got it."

Actually not.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have to wait until next semester, she could go for internship or work anytime now.

But she guessed the purpose of Yang Zheng asking these questions.

But she really didn't want to, or didn't dare to, have any more contact with Yang Zheng.

So I chose to lie.

Yang Zheng frowned slightly.

He definitely didn't know that Zhao Qingning was lying to him.

He was just a little uncomfortable with Zhao Qingning's cold attitude that deliberately kept her distance.

Although he has already understood the principle of "don't miss the good girls, don't let the bad girls go".

But asking him to lick more is definitely impossible.

I don’t push away what is coming, and I don’t chase after what is going away.

Otherwise, why would he chase girls?

Then he might as well go directly to the company to choose a concubine.

I don’t know how many girls of different looks are willing to line up.

Even now, there are already many girls "queuing up".

"Okay."

Yang Zheng said calmly, "If you have anything to do, please leave first."

Zhao Qingning was stunned: "I didn't..."

She subconsciously wanted to say "I'm fine".

But he reacted in time and stopped himself.

"Then I..."

She hadn't even uttered the words "I'm leaving first".

He was interrupted by Yang Zheng's ringing cell phone.

Yang Zheng took out his cell phone and answered the call.

After hesitating for a while, Zhao Qingning decided to wait until he finished his call and said goodbye before leaving.

Here.

Yang Zheng first glanced at the caller ID: Liu Shanjuan.

He couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Because this housekeeping lady always just sends messages when she has something to say.

The call is connected.

Liu Shanjuan's somewhat nervous voice rang out: "Hello, Mr. Yang."

Yang Zheng could tell she was in a bad mood, so he tried to comfort her: "Is there something you need to ask for leave for? Take your time and don't be anxious."

Liu Shanjuan did want to ask for leave.

But not for a day or two.

This morning, when she was riding her electric scooter from her home to the Chenxi River, she was hit by a car and fell to the ground.

Both my left hand and left leg were broken.

Although it's not very serious.

But it takes a hundred days to heal a broken bone.

I guess I won't be able to work for two or three months.

This is undoubtedly a bit troublesome.

You said you just quit.

Yang Zheng could also just replace someone else.

You said you only wanted one or two days off, or even three or five days off.

Yang Zheng was understanding and said he would just put up with it for a few days.

But in the past two or three months...

Moreover.

There are four girls living in my house now, and none of them are lazy.

It can even be said that they are all very hardworking.

In fact, they don't really need a housekeeper now.

Liu Shanjuan herself is also aware of this.

That's why she was so anxious to call Yang Zheng.

It is said that she is an all-inclusive auntie with a monthly salary of up to 6000.

But in reality, I just go there every morning to wash dishes, make breakfast, and clean.

She doesn't even have to worry about the hygiene of the four bedrooms.

You just need to clean the living room and dining room outside.

With her proficiency.

It can be done in less than an hour every day.

So if you really calculate it, this can be said to be a job that pays 200 per hour.

Can she not be anxious?

Plus, the employer is easy to serve and never complains about anything.

She didn't want to lose this easy and high-paying job even more.

and so……

"Mr. Yang, can I find someone to take my place for a while?"

Liu Shanjuan asked cautiously.

Without waiting for Yang Zheng to reply, she explained, "I want my daughter to come and replace me for a while. She is very hardworking, and..."

Yang Zheng interrupted directly: "Can you cook noodles?"

For him, as long as he can cook the homemade noodles with green peppers and lean meat, it doesn’t matter who comes.

Liu Shanjuan has been working for him for almost half a year, so of course she knows how obsessed he is with fans.

So he immediately responded:

"meeting!"

After saying that, Liu Shanjuan added: "She cooks better than me!"

"That's fine."

Yang Zheng said, and then made another joke: "If your daughter's cooking skills are really better than yours, then I will only want her to come from now on."

Liu Shanjuan felt relieved after resolving her worries and replied with a smile:

"That won't do. My daughter is a college student and she's pretty. She can't just be a housekeeper like me."

It is difficult for college graduates to find a job with a monthly salary of 6000 yuan, let alone one with an hourly wage of 200 yuan.

Of course Yang Zheng didn't say this.

He simply responded, “That’s not possible.”

After a pause, he said, "If you have nothing else to do, I'll hang up first."

"Okay, okay, Mr. Yang, you're busy."

Liu Shanjuan muttered, "I also want to call my daughter. I haven't told her about this yet."

Yang Zheng didn't reply and hung up the phone.

Here.

After Zhao Qingning saw that he had finally hung up the phone, she said, "Then, junior, I..."

She had just spoken.

My cell phone rang again.

"Excuse me, let me take a call."

After Zhao Qingning changed her words, she turned slightly and answered the phone.

"Hey, Mom."

"You were in a car accident? Are you okay? Where are you now? Have you arrived at the hospital? Which hospital? I'll be there right now!"

Zhao Qingning asked several questions anxiously.

Yang Zheng's expression turned strange after hearing this.

It can't be... such a coincidence, right?

"It's good that it's not serious. Which hospital are you in? I'll rush over now!"

"Well, you said."

"This... can people agree to it?"

"Well, I don't have many classes here anymore, so I'm free."

"Mom! What are you talking about? You raised me by doing housework. How could I dislike this job?"

When Zhao Qingning said this.

Yang Zheng knew: What a coincidence!

"Going over to cook noodles for him now? Okay, just send me the address and I'll be there right away."

After Zhao Qingning finished speaking.

Yang Zheng said, "Tell Aunt Liu that it's okay. I wasn't home this morning."

Hearing this, Zhao Qingning turned her head stiffly and looked at him blankly.

Yang Zheng smiled lightly.

So, everything is determined by fate and we have no control over it.

My junior sister, even God is on my side, how could you possibly escape from my clutches?