Mrs. Bo always runs away with her son

Money is not everything, but without money, nothing is impossible.

Fang Jianing understood the meaning of this sentence deeply. Looking at the thin cash balance in his pocket, Fang Jianing hesitated to put the milk back and replaced it with the cheapest mineral water.

The work of finding a job has to continue and cannot be stopped.

"I'm sorry, girl, our place is full..."

Fang Jianning showed the recruitment poster and held it in front of the other party: "Sister, I just tore this off from the door. Doesn't it say that we are still recruiting?"

The elder sister's complexion changed, and then she pulled the poster over and hid it behind Fang Jianning's probing eyes, and smiled: "Look at my memory, I forgot to accept it, haha, I'm sorry, girl! How about...you Go to another place to see?"

Fang Jianning took a deep look at her, turned and left without saying a word.

After walking around the corner, Fang Jianning stopped and quietly looked at the door of the convenience store.

In less than 3 minutes, the eldest sister came out, looked around, then took out the recruitment poster behind her, and pasted it directly on the original position.

Fang Jianning took a breath.

Sure enough, she guessed right, what she said was full of recruits was all perfunctory!

This is already the eight workplaces she has found in this area. She has visited almost all the places that can provide jobs in small towns, but none of them are willing to hire her.

Judging from past experience, this must be abnormal, as if someone deliberately controlled her job opportunities!
Fang Jianning turned her head back, a gloomy glint flashed in her eyes.

Who is manipulating all this behind the scenes?
Jiang Cong walked into the ward with his mobile phone, looked at the face of the person who was looking down at the book, and said cautiously: "Mr. Bo..."

Bao Siheng raised his head slowly, "Is everything settled?"

"It's done..." Jiang Cong nodded, but hesitated to speak.

"how?"

"Mr. Bo, is it really okay for us to be like this?"

The person on the hospital bed lowered his eyes and casually turned the pages, "What's wrong?"

"Miss Fang...she is penniless now, she can't even find a job...that kind of place, a woman, and no money..."

A trace of coldness flashed across Bao Siheng's eyes, he raised his head to look at him, and said faintly, "Are you distressed?"

"No, no, no!" Jiang Cong shook his head while waving his hands, for fear that Bao Siheng might misunderstand him.

The CEO's woman, who has the guts to covet her?

Bao Siheng lowered his head in satisfaction again, his eyes stayed on the pages of the book, but he didn't read much content, his heart was full of Fang Jianning's shadow.

Yes, he was forcing her, he just wanted to see how long she could hold on!
Since she doesn't want to have anything to do with him, then he will take the initiative to make them have something to do with!

"Boss, do you need anyone here?"

The hungry Fang Jianning stood at the door of a snack bar.

"I can wash vegetables and wash dishes!"

The busy boss raised his head in surprise, but when he saw Fang Jianning's appearance, he was taken aback for a moment, and then hurriedly waved his hands: "No recruitment, no recruitment, we are full!"

Exactly the same behavior as the previous boss!
Fang Jianning looked into his eyes, and asked in a deep voice, "I'm afraid they are fully recruited, right?"

After being found out, the simple and honest boss looked a little unnatural, and looked at Fang Jianning, feeling a little helpless: "Miss, I'm a small business, and the big boss can't afford to offend you, I hope you can raise your hand, and don't make it difficult for me, will it work?"

"Okay," Fang Jianing took off his hat, "Then tell me, who is that big boss?"

"I...I can't tell!"

Fang Jianning turned around, looked at the bustling diners behind him, then looked around, walked to the bowl counter, put one hand on the edge, and looked sideways at the boss: "Boss, you have to think about it before you talk."

"Miss, you... It's useless for you to embarrass me, isn't it?"

Fang Jianning suddenly exerted force, and the bowl counter began to tilt, and the sound of bowls and dishes colliding with each other came from inside.

"Good good!"

The boss quickly stopped her: "Miss, don't, don't, if you go on like this, I won't be able to do business!"

"Then please tell me, who is it?"

"Yes..." The boss looked around in embarrassment, then leaned closer to Fang Jianning, and whispered a word.

"Film, film, five yuan a piece!"

"Socks, gloves, beautiful and cheap, don't miss them when you pass by!"

"Belts, genuine leather belts, it doesn't cost any money!"

"..."

On the overpass, the stalls selling all kinds of small items were crowded with people, and there was a lot of hawking, but in the corner, there was only one stall selling scarves that didn't make any hawking.

It was a very peculiar stall, other vendors were bargaining, but this stall was very quiet, there were a row of smooth-colored scarves on the shelves, and a sign in front of the stall said "price is for sale , no change".

The boss is a woman, wrapped in a gray overcoat and curled up in a corner with a peaked cap, people come and go as if they have nothing to do with her.

It is precisely this difference that makes her the loneliest stall owner on the overpass.

This is obviously not a normal business model. No one dares to buy her things easily. After all, without a clear price tag, it means that the cost price may be unimaginably low. Who would dare to buy such things?
Occasionally, a few girls would timidly come over to ask, but the stall owner's indifferent attitude was enough to make them quit.

It was very late at night, and there were not many pedestrians on the overpass. The stall owners began to pack their belongings and left one after another. The woman looked at the shelf full of scarves in front of her, feeling a little helpless.

In order to get this batch of goods on credit, she signed a guarantee ticket that "all will be sold out tonight". Even if she used the method of "selling herself at the price", she failed to achieve the effect she expected.

So this job is not suitable for me...

Fang Jianning silently sighed in his heart, stood up and began to pack his things.

While he was busy, a pair of leather shoes appeared in sight, and then the tip of his nose lingered with a light mint fragrance.

In the blink of an eye, a face flashed across his mind.

Raising his head suddenly, the man with a stern face stood in front of her so straight, looking at her quietly with torch-like eyes.

Sure enough, I guessed right!