"Who said anything about firing you?" Shen Mianmian lifted her head, looked at her with a smile as if nothing had happened, "He is he, you are you. As long as you do your job well, you won’t be fired, but from now on, don’t bring him here anymore, I don’t like him."
Her meaning was very clear, she would not fire Zhang Qian just because of Gu Jianbin, and similarly, she would not forgive Zhang Qian just because of the past.
She hadn’t suffered from the incident that time, but she couldn’t forget what had happened in her previous life.
"Thank you, Mianmian, I definitely won’t let him come next time." Zhang Qian suddenly smiled, now able to eat her noodles, as she’d only had a little congee in the morning, then worked all morning and was already hungry.
After finishing the meal and seeing that the store wasn’t very busy, Shen Mianmian went out for a stroll, planning to buy a watermelon to bring back.
In the heat of the summer, the weather was incredibly hot, and eating a watermelon would be refreshing and make one feel more comfortable.
"Xiaocui, you and Mianmian are from the same village, huh?" With no customers in the store at the moment, and nothing to do while sitting around, Zhang Qian started to chat with Xiaocui.
Usually, Xiaocui and Shen Mianmian were always seen together, so Zhang Qian never had the chance to chat privately with Xiaocui. She only knew they were from the same village by overhearing their conversations.
"Yeah! Our families are neighbors, and we grew up together." This wasn’t a secret Xiaocui couldn’t reveal. She nodded in agreement. The two were about the same age, and because she thought Zhang Qian was a decent person, she wanted to build a better relationship with her as well.
After all, once Mianmian returned to school, the two of them would have to run the store together.
If there was only one person, it would be too busy to handle, and they wouldn’t even be able to step away to eat.
"That’s nice," Zhang Qian said enviously. "If I also had a good friend who grew up with me from childhood and would let me help in her store, that would be so good!"
Although they all ate the same food on a daily basis, she could still feel that Shen Mianmian treated her and Xiaocui differently, always going to and from work together with Xiaocui.
The two young women lived together, able to chat at night, not having to face the disdain from her sister and brother-in-law like she did when she returned home.
Seeing her become dejected as she spoke, Xiaocui also felt some sympathy for her. Living in her sister’s home wasn’t easy. "Save your money well, and in the future, once you’ve saved enough, move out and live on your own. Your current wage is thirty a month; give some to your sister, and save the rest. You’ll be able to save quite a bit in a year."
Xiaocui hadn’t worked anywhere else, but she knew from others in the village that working in the city was hard work, and they only earned just over twenty a month. The wages that Mianmian offered were quite high.
Now, she was provided lunch and allowed to stay in such a nice place; she was truly content.
"All my money has to go to my sister," Zhang Qian complained as she broached the subject. "As soon as I get my wage, my sister definitely takes it all. She won’t let me save any."
Her brother-in-law had a bad temper and liked to make her feel unwelcome, cursing at the slightest provocation, and her sister also enjoyed scolding her. She’d had enough of these days. If it weren’t for the wish to marry into the city like her sister did, she’d have settled for marrying just about anyone.
This was a matter between the two sisters, and she felt it wasn’t her place to say too much.
Zhang Qian pouted and sighed, "I don’t know when this life of mine will have an end."
"You’re still young, there will be plenty of good days ahead," Xiaocui could only offer her a few words of comfort.
Just as Zhang Qian was about to respond, she saw Dajun pulling a cart full of vegetables over, so the words she had on the tip of her tongue were swallowed back. Thɪs chapter is updated by 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡•𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚•𝙣𝙚𝙩