Fast time travel: Veteran Green Tea is showing off his acting skills again

Chapter 177 The White Moonlight of Those Years 17
Qi Zijin didn't expect Xia Ling to be such a ruthless character, he was a little dumbfounded, "Including the company?"

"Of course." Xia Ling smiled, "I didn't intend to give them a way out. Although it is very difficult to tell him to leave the house, even if it is extremely difficult, as long as there is a slight possibility, I will not give up. "

She paused and looked at Qi Zijin, "By the way, I just have something I want to tell you. Because maybe I will take over his shares in the future, but I don't know the situation of the company. Besides, I don't care if I'm idle like this every day." I don’t plan to make money from this studio, so can you see what positions in the company are suitable for me? I want to work in the company.”

When Xia Ling said this, Qi Zijin was really in a difficult situation.

If he helped Xia Ling, it must be tantamount to betraying Mo Cheng and his brotherhood for so many years.

But knowing that Xia Ling was the victim, he couldn't bear to reject her.

She pursed her lips, her cheeks were flushed, and she explained with some embarrassment: "I know your concerns, I just asked if there is anything suitable, and then I can submit my resume by myself. Not all of them have met me, I will interview for a suitable position myself, if I fail, it depends on God’s will, you just don’t interfere.”

Qi Zijin looked at the studio and thought for a long time, "Sister-in-law, you also know that although we are majoring in economics, what we are doing now is advertising. I know you have always been good at painting, but I don't know if you can do it. For design and the like, you can try to send your resume to the design department, I don’t guarantee if you can pass.”

"It's good to have your words." Xia Ling stood up, picked up the bag on the coffee table, and waved to Qi Zijin, "Let's go, there is a fish shop nearby that makes very good fish, I see you eat it." You can't choke on that pastry, I invite you to eat fish."

In the dark room without lights, Xia Ling sat on the bed cross-legged with a mask on, staring at the recruitment information of Mocheng Company on the computer screen seriously.

For the current position, the only ones that do not require work experience are advertising sales positions.

I haven't learned how to sell, but I can barely try it.

She sorted out the resume on the computer and sent it to the personnel mailbox.

Just about to close the computer, suddenly the door was pushed open from the outside.

Xia Ling looked up, only to see an angry Mo Cheng standing at the door with his back to the light, the strong smell of alcohol on his body had rushed into the room along with the wind when he pushed the door.

She frowned and looked at Mo Cheng, "What are you doing?"

Mo Cheng stared at Xia Ling for a long time, and then said in a hoarse voice, "I thought what you said that night was all the truth. I didn't expect you to be such a scheming person. I was wrong." You, for so many years, have misunderstood you."

These words sound like blame at first glance, but they are full of sadness when you taste them carefully.

Xia Ling remembered what he had said to Mo Cheng that night. To put it bluntly, those words were just words that the original owner kept in his heart and never said, but he brought them up to add some color.

When Mo Cheng said this, she was somewhat sad, "Really? If you think so, then keep thinking like this. After all, you still have to live for a long time, and time will always tell you, what is your misreading?" who."

He stood unsteadily at the door, leaning gently on the door frame, his bloodshot eyes looked at Xia Ling desperately, "Xia Ling, I am sorry for you, I did something wrong, I shouldn't have hit your head at the beginning, but I never thought of hurting you. I also tried to love you, take good care of you, and let you live a good life. But I really can't do it , I can’t fall in love with you. It’s no good for anyone if we spend it like this, I’ll give you 70.00% of the property, and I’ll keep the rest, so let’s end it like this, okay?”

Xia Ling raised the corners of his mouth slowly, looked at Mo Cheng quietly, and then shook his head, "I told you, Mo Cheng. There is only one condition for divorce, and that is that you leave the house completely. When do you want to understand? Yes, we have reached an agreement, and I will set you free."

Mo Cheng collapsed and squatted down, grabbed his hair with his hands, and roared in a muffled voice, "Is it that difficult for you to let me go? Xia Ling! Just treat it as a good deed and let me go!"

"Have you let me go? Mo Cheng. I also ask you to be kind and let me go. You can go away with the woman you like, but I don't allow you to take away anything in our marriage, not even a cent." Money, that's what I want."

Xia Ling stood up and kicked Mo Cheng to the ground mercilessly, then closed the door heavily.

When I turned around, an email popped up from the computer.

It said, "Congratulations on becoming a candidate for this position. Please bring your resume and come to the specific address for an interview at [-]:[-] tomorrow morning. Good luck."

Xia Ling leaned his back against the door, slowly raised the corners of his lips, and a sly look flashed in his eyes.

Now, it's even more fun.

Get up in the morning.

Xia Ling turned on the stereo, played a brisk song, and hummed along to the song while putting on makeup.

Mo Cheng, who was woken up from the bedroom, walked to the door of Xia Ling's room and took a look at the door of Xia Ling's room with his head on his head. Seeing her happy face, he gritted his teeth even more.

"What are you doing so early? Do you want to turn into this look?"

Xia Ling looked away from the mirror, landed on Mo Cheng's face, and asked, "Isn't it good-looking?"

This question subconsciously made Mo Cheng take a good look at her face.

Compared with her usual light makeup, today's makeup looks even more sweet and lovely.

The big waves she usually wore were tied into a ponytail today, swaying as her head moved back and forth.

Especially the little bit of pink blush under the almond-shaped silkworm eyes made her sparkling eyes seem to be flowing like water, pure and sweet.

She is wearing a dress of thick knitted material with wide shoulder straps. The sleeveless skirt reveals her light white arms. The skirt is an inch above the knees, and a pair of slender white legs can be seen at a glance. There is a black pointed toe on her feet. The high heels more than ten centimeters high made her ankles more slender.

How does this look like someone who has given birth to a child?
The more beautiful and younger she looked, the more inexplicably uncomfortable Mo Cheng felt.

He scolded: "It's so ugly, if you dress like this and go out, do you have to let everyone stare at you to be happy?"

Xia Ling picked up the second ring of pearls and put it on his ears, and squinted at Mo Cheng, "None of your business."

She got up, picked up the bag on the table, and held the computer bag in the other hand, and squeezed Mo Cheng who was blocking the door, "I may come back later tonight, you have free working hours, and you can pick up the children in the evening."

Mo Cheng put his hands on his hips, looked at this chic and comfortable woman, and felt annoyed, "Are you still the mother of the child?"

Xia Ling replied without looking back: "Aren't you also the father of the child? What's the matter, don't care about your daughter at all, be careful when you are old, she is the first to suggest pulling out your oxygen tube."

(End of this chapter)