Although I was very confident that I would work well in front of my father, he still did not agree to help me arrange a job in their company.

I was really helpless with Daddy Ban. I looked at him with a sad face. He drank wine on his own, as if I didn't mention this matter to him. This determination is really worthy of his title as a Bancade.

I looked at my mother as if asking for help, trying to ask her to help convince her father. As expected, she pushed the father and said, "Lao Zhao, just help me arrange a job in your unit. You don't know that our son is not promising and is still wild. I feel at ease with you."

I quickly agreed, "Yes, Daddy Ban, it would be fine if I could find a job immediately. If I couldn't find it, I would stay at home like this. So, the neighbors and neighbors all know that your son is unpromising, and you can't hold on to your face, unless you really don't treat me as your son!"

Mr. Ban said unmovedly: "I will find a way to do work."

I scratched my head and said with a little anger, "Dad Ban, just tell me what you think! I went to work in your unit, just to stabilize my life... Besides, how many leaders in your unit don't arrange their sons, daughters, relatives, etc. into work, why are you just in your mind that can't turn around!"

Dad Ban suddenly became angry and slapped the table heavily and said to me: "You bastard, I am your father. Is it your turn to teach me a lesson?... Can life be stable? It's not just that I can arrange a job for you. You can figure it out for me to figure it out."

I didn't say anything, but I couldn't understand what Ban Dad meant. I just felt that helping me arrange a stable job is the first step to make my life stable.

My mother winked at me and told me not to talk nonsense. She said to her father softly: "Lao Zhao, don't be angry with your son. Let's talk about work later. My son has just returned, so let him rest for a few days first."

Daddy Ban did not respond to his mother, nor did he say anything else. He just drank the remaining wine in the glass in one sip, but he still looked quite emotional.

...

After dinner, my father washed up and rested. My mother and I sat on the sofa and chatted, and then we talked about blind dates.

My mother asked me very seriously: "Zhaoyang, tell me if you have any idea of ​​getting married."

I nodded with certainty and said, "It must be, I'm not young anymore."

My mother nodded and said, "Okay, your aunt Zhang works in the neighborhood committee and knows many girls. I will ask her to help you arrange it in the past few days!"

"This is what you said, but you have to ask Aunt Zhang to check it carefully and find that kind of reliable girl. After all, your son's conditions in all aspects are pretty good!"

My mother looked at me for a long time and said, "Son, are you kidding me? Tell me, where are you good?"

"Just because I am your biological child, you can't think I'm bad, right?"

My mother ignored me and just told me to "get off early" and went back to my room.

And I finally lit a cigarette in the empty living room. In fact, of course I know that I am not excellent. If there are different types of inferior products and excellent products, I am undoubtedly inferior products. The reason why I say so arrogantly is just to give myself some confidence.

...

I felt so at ease when I lay on the small steel wire bed where I had been sleeping since I was a big one, and soon I became a dazed.

In a daze, the text message on my phone sounded. I picked up the phone and looked at it. It turned out to be sent by Mi Cai. The content of the message was very simple, just to care whether I had arrived home.

I immediately replied to Mi Cai and told her that she had arrived home safely. After that, she did not reply again. However, I was not surprised. It was already rare for her to send a message to care about me. Could it be that she would still expect her to talk about life, ideals, and love with me?

I can foresee that after this text message, we will not have any intersection. After all, we are two cities apart, and after all, it is just a relationship between ordinary friends.

Before I put my phone back on the bedside table, I looked at the time. It was just 9:30 and suddenly I lost my sleepiness. So I lit another cigarette and lay on the bed smoking.

Although I spent a day moving from one city to another, some things cannot be forgotten so quickly. When I couldn't sleep, I still remembered every bit of it when I was in Suzhou.

The memories of Suzhou seem to be related to the woman who has gone away. But now when I think about it, I am no longer so heartbroken because the city where I am now has no mark of her, and I finally let go of my obsession and am willing to fall in love with another girl who doesn’t know where.

Perhaps, at the moment when I broke up with Jian Wei, I should have given up my persistence and left Suzhou, so that I would not indulge in my memories and seek harm for two years. But she could know that the reason I stayed in Suzhou was because I couldn't bear to leave? I couldn't bear to wait for her to write on the car window with lipstick.

The night became deeper, and I finally felt sleepy again. Before turning off the light, I finally looked at the guitar standing in the corner of the wall, and my heart gradually settled down.

...

I have been in Xuzhou for a week. What I repeated this week was to submit a resume online and apply for a job. Unfortunately, I didn’t find a satisfactory job, but I didn’t dare to put my hopes on my father. With my understanding of him, he would not help me with 99% of the job search.

What makes me even more regretful than looking for a job is that I don’t have a penny on my body, and the last few dozen dollars were spent on taking the bus to find a job recently, but I couldn’t bear to ask my father and mother for it. Fortunately, I don’t need to rent a house or spend money on my meals now, and I can finally handle my life.

It was another afternoon. I sat in front of the computer and browsed the recruitment information. My mother suddenly came behind me, patted my shoulder and said to me happily, "Zhaoyang, she really cared about what I asked you Aunt Zhang to do last time. I didn't find you a girl. It just so happens that you are fine now. You will meet tonight to see if you can get a talk first."

"Okay." I responded and then asked again: "Mom, are you going together tonight?"

My mother shook her head and said, "I won't go anymore. Young people nowadays don't like elders to get involved in the mix. My mother knows it."

"No, just go, I like you to get involved!" I said hurriedly, actually wanting my mother to pay the bill. I am penniless now, and after dinner with the other girl, I have no money to pay the bill. I can't even think about that kind of embarrassment.

"I won't go anymore. The parents on both sides of us agreed to let you meet alone."

I struggled to death and said, "Go, why do I recognize her if you don't go!"

My mother immediately took out her cell phone, sent me a photo on WeChat, and said, "This is a photo of that girl. After you arrive at the coffee shop, you will recognize her by looking at this photo."

I picked up my phone and looked at it. The girl looked okay, but this was not the point. I was silent for a while and gritted my teeth and wanted to ask my mother for some money, but in the end I couldn't speak!

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Anxin and the others set up a top-up activity in the book review area. The main content is to guess how many chapters Jian Wei will be after starting to have emotional intersections with Zhaoyang again...

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Chapter completed!