"Really?" Ye Ranran didn’t quite believe it: "But they were hiring the day before and there are still several companies recruiting."
There was a trace of gloom in Jun Mochan’s eyes, he was interested to see which companies couldn’t get things done.
"Let me see, which companies did you apply to?"
"Here, Dongya Clothing, JSJ, and Hanliu Fashion Trend." Ye Ranran’s luminous fingers slid across the screen.
Jun Mochan noted the names of these companies in his mind. Tomorrow, he’d deal with them slowly.
"These are not significant companies, it’s beneath you to go there. It’s better to not go at all. It’s late now, rest quickly and apply again tomorrow," Jun Mochan said while taking the computer from her hands.
As Ye Ranran quickly got into bed, a portion of the bed next to her sank, and soon she found herself in a warm embrace.
"What are you doing?"
Jun Mochan grabbed her wrist: "What do you think I’m doing, my lady?"
Her hand uncontrollably circled Jun Mochan’s neck,
The next day, when Ye Ranran woke up, Jun Mochan had already gone.
After washing her face, she looked at herself in the mirror. Her wound had almost healed, but the hair above it hadn’t grown back.
A scar lay across it, looking particularly grim and frightening.
Just then, the phone rang.
"Hello, may I ask if this is Ms. Ye Ranran?" A male voice sounded from the other end.
"This is Huacan Film Company. We saw your resume online. Have you found a job?"
"We are currently in need of a costume designer, do you have time at ten? If you are free, come for an interview."
"Sure, please send me the address."
After hanging up the phone, Ye Ranran was still a bit incredulous. After standing for a while, she floated downstairs.
After eating, she changed her clothes. Normally used to professional attire, this time she dressed in a shirt and a mid-length skirt.
To avoid startling others with her head, she wore a hat.
Glancing at herself in the mirror, Ye Ranran looked pleased and descended the stairs.
Seeing the professionally dressed Ye Ranran, Mother Wu, who was wiping the table, paused for a moment: "My lady, are you going out?"
"Yes," Ye Ranran nodded.
"The young master instructed that if you go out, the driver must accompany you." Mother Wu dutifully reminded her.
No wonder she asked today, Ye Ranran realized: "Don’t worry, I won’t drive myself."