[Republic of China GL] Dependence

Chapter 4 chapter4

Wen Yueying has just settled in Shanghai, and she lives in a small apartment. The corner of the apartment is convenient, the feng shui is very good, and the appearance is decent, but the inside of the hut is cold and damp, and only a bed and a small wardrobe are full. It is full, and the rent is also high, which is really not an economical place to live.She grew up in the Wen Mansion. Although she was not cared for emotionally, she did not experience any ill-treatment in life. She suddenly learned that she had moved into such a small dwelling and had to pay ten oceans of rent every month. Jaw-dropping.It was only later that she realized that for a newcomer like her, the rent and expenses are all recorded in Paramount's account, and if the dancers are not forced to pay the debt, how can they make them work hard to make money by laughing?

Fortunately, she became well-known after the first year, so she took Lu Ping and moved out of the small apartment decisively, and rented a single-family Yijin courtyard. Everything in the courtyard was fine, but unfortunately there was some air leakage.Another year later, her fame spread all over Shanghai, and the guests gradually felt demeaned as soon as she entered the courtyard, so she sent Lu Ping to buy a second-floor mansion.Xu Jingwen was brought back to the mansion by Lu Ping last night, and she slept in a guest room on the west side of the second floor. Xu Jingwen slept for a long time in the afternoon, lying on the soft mattress and was not in a hurry to fall asleep.She was very uneasy, knowing that she had nothing of her own, Wen Yueying made a fuss this time and saved her, but she couldn't give him anything in return, so she lacked self-confidence and was afraid of being rejected by others in the long run , I was so worried that I couldn't sleep.

When Xu Jingwen woke up early the next morning, she learned from Lu Ping that Wen Yueying had gone out early. As for where she had gone, Lu Ping asked three questions and had nothing to say.The two sat opposite each other at the dining table and ate a Western-style breakfast in silence. After the meal, Xu Jingwen packed up the dishes in front of her and was about to wash them in the kitchen, but Lu Ping took them there first.

"I'll just do these things." She poured another glass of water and pushed it across the table: "Miss Xu, go and sit on the sofa. Today's newspaper has been delivered."

Xu Jingwen felt that Lu Ping's attitude towards her was really abnormal. Ordinarily, the two of them should be equal in status, but she naturally respected herself, not friendly, but respectful.Xu Jingwen's family used to be a small business, not a wealthy family, and she had never been served like this since she was a child, she stood there blankly for a while, not knowing where to put her hands and feet.

Seeing that she was not moving, Lu Ping didn't say much. She lowered her head and rolled up her sleeves and walked to the kitchen.Xu Jingwen looked at her in a daze, and suddenly found that the arm that was exposed when her sleeves were rolled up seemed to be of a different color. At first glance, it looked like a bruise, but when she walked up to take a closer look, she only saw white spots Lu Ping gave Lu Ping a strange glance: "Miss Xu, what's the matter?"

She waved her hand hastily, thinking that she probably didn't sleep well last night, and her eyes were blurred for a while, so she really shouldn't make a fuss about it.

At this moment, there was a sound at the door, and Wen Yueying came back with a chill in her body.When she entered the door, she went upstairs and changed her clothes. Before leaving, she greeted Xu Jingwen: "Go sit on the sofa and wait for me. I have something to say to you when I come down."

Xu Jingwen finally sat on the sofa, Wen Yueying's expression was not clear, she began to think wildly in her mind, almost thinking that the other party was going to kick her out.

However, it turned out that her worry was not only unfounded, but also completely different from Wen Yueying's thoughts: "I will send you to high school in two days." Wen Yueying did not intend to discuss with her too much, it can be said that she directly announced the decision .

"I just asked an acquaintance for help. He has some contacts with the principal of Yude High School. He said that he can let you join the class and go directly to the first year of high school." As for who the acquaintance is, Wen Yueying didn't say, and Xu Jingwen didn't ask. Acquaintances can't escape those kinds of identities, and the two of them have a tacit understanding of not mentioning it.

Xu Jingwen didn't want to study, she would rather stay with Wen Yueying as a maid, but Wen Yueying scoffed at her words.

"Be a maid?" She repeated in surprise, her brows furrowed tightly, and her voice subconsciously amplified: "Back when the family was saving money to send you to study, it was because you came here to serve tea and wash clothes Is it?" She lowered her voice in the second half of the sentence, probably looking at Lu Ping in the kitchen.

The two started a tug-of-war. Wen Yueying's earnest words almost bruised her lips, and seeing the other party sitting there with her head bowed and just shaking her head to express her opinion almost drove her crazy.

Xu Jingwen's idea is also very simple, she doesn't want her senior sister to beg those so-called "acquaintances" because of herself, and she doesn't want Wen Yueying to use the money earned in the dance hall to pay for her tuition, but she vaguely knows that the reason is that she can't say it out loud Yes, so he simply shook his head without saying a word.

This untrue verbal battle lasted for half an hour, and the two parties finally took a step back to reach a consensus. Xu Jingwen went to work in the financial department of a newspaper the next day. This job came from another acquaintance of Wen Yueying. This relationship still made Xu Jingwen a little bit Distraught, but at any rate she was self-sufficient, and she also felt that she would be ignorant if she refused any further, so she readily accepted.

Before she went there, she was worried that she would not be able to do the job because she didn't know anything about accounting. After she went there, she found out that there was an accountant who was serious about accounting in the newspaper office, and her job was just to help others.The accountant of the newspaper was surnamed He, and she was called Sister He. Sister He settled the accounts of a newspaper by herself every day, and she was often in a hurry and full of resentment.Seeing Xu Jingwen now, I thought that the penny-pinching editor-in-chief finally understood her subordinates and was willing to pay her to hire a helper so that I could catch my breath, and my yellow face was wrinkled with a smile.

Two days later, Xu Jingwen had just had lunch and was copying a statement of accounts when a visitor came outside, saying that the owner of the house had passed away and wanted to post an obituary.The editorial department was busy and there was no spare person to receive, so Xu Jingwen invited the visitor to the reception room and asked him to write down the identity information of the deceased on a piece of paper.

The man said that he was just an errand runner, and his literacy was very limited, so Xu Jingwen asked him to dictate, and she helped write on behalf of the writer.

"Name?"

"My master's surname is Wen, his name is Fangyao, and his style name is Hongshun. He is the grand master of Hong."

Wen's surname is not a common surname, Xu Jingwen felt a little guilty when she saw it, but she suspected that she was thinking too much, so she asked: "Where is the ancestral home, is it Shanghai?"

"No," the visitor shook his head: "Our grandfather's ancestral home is Rehe, and he escaped a few years ago."

Xu Jingwen's heart sank. She remembered that Wen Yueying said when she chatted with herself when she was studying that her hometown was Rehe.

"Coincidentally," she pretended to say casually, "A relative of mine in Rehe also has the surname Wen. It seems that there are quite a few people surnamed Wen in Rehe?"

The person who came was very surprised and said: "This is really strange. Although Rehe doesn't have many surnames, the one with the largest family business should belong to the master. I don't know what to call your relative?"

Xu Jingwen didn't respond for a while, and the pen in her hand stopped writing. The ink flowed out from the tip of the pen, and a large dark blue ink dot was printed on the paper all of a sudden.

The author has something to say:

After the revision of Chapter 4, the plot from this chapter has undergone major changes from the previous ones, I hope you like it