Bad man, the system crashed.

So Su Manxue found her first job very quickly.

She started working with full confidence, but she couldn't stand it in less than ten minutes.

The waiter just carried the dishes, and she saw the work clothes that had been worn by who knows how many people, and she couldn't stand it.

Then she proposed to play the piano in the restaurant.

The manager saw that she was beautiful and looked like a lady from a wealthy family. He thought that she might have good attainments. The original pianist in the restaurant only played three days a week, and Su Manxue could play the rest of the time. So he asked Su Manxue to try.

As a result, the manager's expression was very subtle.

This is a real high-end restaurant.

Although he can't play the piano himself, he still has a certain appreciation ability after listening to it a lot.

For example, the current pianist who plays three times a week, 3,000 per hour, is also a graduate of a professional college and has won awards in professional competitions.

Su Manxue's level is okay for a school anniversary performance, but it's really not good here.

The manager tactfully rejected Su Manxue.

Su Manxue was not discouraged, but felt that she was unlucky and didn't meet a mentor.

She continued to look for a job with great enthusiasm.

She missed seven days of classes in a row. The best job she could get was a piano tutor three times a week, and each class cost 500 yuan.

Su Manxue calculated the cost. 500 yuan for each class, 1,500 yuan for three classes a week, and 6,000 yuan a month.

6,000 yuan, not even as much as her one bag.

Why is work so difficult?

She can do so many things, including fashion design, but others say that the clothes she designs have no characteristics.

She can play the piano, but not at a professional level.

She can draw, but has no collection value.

She can dance, but only for fun.

She can ride a horse, but not for running competitions.

With so many things, is there nothing useful?

For the first time, Su Manxue felt that she was so useless. What was even more terrible was that she really had no money, and she could hardly afford to eat out.

She rented a duplex house of more than 100 square meters, with a deposit of one-third and a payment of three-tenths, and the rent was about to be paid.

If she had no money, she would be kicked out.

Su Manxue was forced to take five bags to a second-hand luxury store for valuation.

She stood in the store awkwardly, feeling that all the people coming and going at the door were looking at her.

As if to say, look, another poor person is selling second-hand goods.

Su Manxue felt her face was burning with embarrassment.

At this moment, Ran Qing and her friend Fu Yan walked in.

Su Manxue's positioning in school is that of a white, rich and beautiful goddess on campus.

And Ran Qing and Fu Yan are the real white, rich and beautiful girls defeated by Su Manxue.

Fu Yan smiled and said, "Why do you suddenly think of a second-hand luxury store?"

"I don't know when I added the WeChat of the owner of this store. Not long ago, I saw her post a limited edition LV bag from x7 in the circle of friends. You know I have one from every year, except x7."

"Then this store is quite powerful. Let's go shopping later."

The two walked in, talking and laughing.

Su Manxue's face became even redder. She immediately turned around, facing away from the two people, and hurriedly took out her sunglasses and put them on.

Why did she happen to meet these two people?

In the campus goddess rankings, Ran Qing and her were only one vote apart.

Although the goddess rankings were somewhat playful, Su Manxue said that she didn't care about the rankings, but she cared about it in her heart.

Which girl doesn't want to be worshipped as a goddess?

She didn't believe that Ran Qing didn't hate her.

If Ran Qing found out that she was secretly selling second-hand luxury goods, maybe the whole school would know.

At that time, would everyone think that what she used to carry and use were second-hand?

Would they think that she had always pretended to be rich and beautiful?

But she never said that she was really rich and beautiful.

What should I do?

Su Manxue was anxious.

It just so happened that her bag was appraised. The clerk came to her and said, "Miss, your five Chanel bags have been appraised. What is your psychological price?"

Su Manxue lowered her voice, "How much can you give?"

"The appraiser's result is 70,000 for five."

Su Manxue nodded.

"You nodded to agree to the price?" The clerk himself couldn't believe it. Shouldn't bargaining usually take several rounds?

But maybe this customer doesn't need money.

Su Manxue continued to nod.

The clerk smiled and said, "Then I'll give you the invoice."

Fu Yan looked at the woman who was sneaking around with her back to them in confusion. Could she be an acquaintance?

Otherwise, why would she be so guilty?

She walked around slowly and suddenly appeared in front of Su Manxue, scaring her.

Fu Yan shouted, "Su Manxue! Are you here to sell a second-hand bag?"

"No!" Su Manxue shouted instinctively in panic.

At this time, the clerk came over, "Miss, hello, this is the receipt for you."

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Fu Yan covered her mouth and laughed.

Ran Qing pulled her, but with Fu Yan's personality, how could she be pulled back?

She had long disliked Su Manxue, who was always pretending to be noble and was good friends with every boy.

Ugh!

Guo Xunyi must be blind to like such a woman!

Fu Yan's laughter deeply stimulated Su Manxue's self-esteem. She said calmly, "Don't get me wrong. I can't store all the bags at home. I brought a few here to deal with them and see if there is anything to collect here."

"Really?" Fu Yan's voice was long and drawn out, obviously unbelieving.

"You don't believe it?" Su Manxue's smile was very stiff, "If you don't believe it, there's nothing I can do."

Su Manxue took the receipt, put her hands behind her back, and walked slowly in the store, pretending to choose a bag.

Fu Yan pulled Ran Qing to follow Su Manxue, commenting from time to time.

After more than half an hour, Fu Yan rolled her eyes, "I've been choosing for a long time, and I haven't seen anything I like? Are you trying to fool us?"

"What did you say?" Su Manxue turned around and glared at Fu Yan angrily.

Fu Yan laughed, "You are so self-indulgent. Am I talking to you? I am talking to Qingqing. This store advertises a x7-year-old donkey bag, so we came here specially. Now we have been looking for it for a long time and can't find it. But you, you have been choosing for more than half an hour, how come you don't have money to buy it?"

"Who said I don't have money?"

Su Manxue picked up a classic bucket bag and asked, "How much is this? I want it."

The clerk kept a gentle smile, "Miss, this bag is 73,000, do you need to pack it?"

73,000!

Su Manxue gritted her teeth and stared at the clerk. She quoted 73,000 for a bag she picked up. Was she being taken advantage of?

She was about to refute, but she caught a glimpse of the provocation in Fu Yan's eyes and lost her mind instantly.

How could she, Su Manxue, be looked down upon?

Su Manxue made up her mind and said, "Pack it up."

"Okay, miss."

The clerk turned around decisively to pack the bag. The smile on her face was still so gentle, without the slightest fluctuation, but the little man in her heart was so happy.

This bag is just an ordinary model. Normally, it costs more than 30,000 yuan. Now it has doubled.

When the time comes, she can do some tricks when doing the accounts, and the extra part will be hers.

The clerk was very fast. Su Manxue's receipt of 70,000 yuan had not been settled yet, and she spent 73,000 yuan there. With the two deductions, she didn't make any money from selling the bag, but lost 3,000 yuan.

Su Manxue looked at the ugly bucket bag, her heart was bleeding, but she still raised her chin proudly, carried the shopping bag and stepped on high heels, and walked away slowly, as if this little money was nothing to her now.

Fu Yan curled her lips, "So pretentious."

"Okay, we're here to buy bags, why are you fighting with her? She's selling bags now, so I guess she's encountered some difficulties, just vent your anger once, don't do it next time." Ran Qing pulled Fu Yan again. She knew Fu Yan liked Guo Xunyi and had been courteous to Guo Xunyi before, but Guo was a very noble man and never appreciated it, so Fu Yan couldn't stand Su Manxue. ~Si~Rabbit~Reading~online~

But in the end, Su Manxue didn't do anything to them.

The so-called campus goddess was just a joke by a group of boys.

Fu Yan snorted again and pulled Ran Qing to ask about the x7 bag.

This kind of bag would of course not be displayed, she was just deliberately irritating Su Manxue, what's wrong?

Su Manxue carried the bag back to her large duplex, in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, Guo Xunyi was painting.

He usually painted abstract paintings, which Su Manxue couldn't understand.

But she believed in Guo Xunyi and his talent.

But no matter how talented he is, he still needs to eat.

In the past, she had money to support Guo Xunyi and let him devote himself to his beloved painting career. Now she has no money and the house is about to be taken away...

Su Manxue hesitated and asked: "Well, Ah Yi, have you saved any money in the past few years?"

"No, what's wrong?" Guo Xunyi's brush was still flying, and he answered Su Manxue carelessly.

In his opinion, money is not a problem he should consider.

Art is.

"There is a problem in our family. I may not have money to pay the rent."

Finally, Su Manxue got to the key point.

However, Guo Xunyi still seemed to take it to heart, "It doesn't matter, we can move to a smaller house farther away. At worst, we can live in the dormitory."

The Guo family was rich. Guo Xunyi grew up with a silver spoon in his mouth. After falling out with his family, he went out to study with 100,000 cash on him.

In the first two years, he enjoyed the pleasure of civilian life. In the following years, when the money ran out, Su Manxue kept supporting him.

From beginning to end, he never worried about money.

When he left home, his parents told him that he could not move without money.

However, the comfortable life in the past few years made him disdain such a statement.

In his opinion, life is simple, as long as there is space, brushes, and the ability to paint. Food and clothing are not important.

Although, what he eats and wears now are not cheap.

Although he has no money now, one day his talent will be seen by others, and there will be a mentor who will spend a lot of money for his paintings.

Guo Xunyi's indifference to the world completely made Su Manxue give up the idea of ​​asking him for money.

Such a romantic person, who has never worked since he was with her, how could he have money?

Su Manxue cast her eyes on the paintings piled up on one side of the living room, and suddenly an idea flashed.

Yes, aren't these paintings all money?

As long as they sell one or two paintings, they can solve their current predicament.

Ayi's talent is the real priceless treasure in this world.

Su Manxue asked: "Ayi, we are in financial difficulties now. Can I choose one or two of your paintings and take them to the art center to sell?"

"Sure." Guo Xunyi said nonchalantly.

Su Manxue smiled, happy from the bottom of her heart. She rushed to Guo Xunyi and kissed him gently on the side of his face, "Ayi, you are so nice."

"Little girl, just one or two paintings."

"That's not just a painting, it's your hard work."

These words really touched Guo Xunyi's heart. Guo Xunyi's mouth corners curved up involuntarily. He pinched Su Manxue's chin and kissed her deeply. The two instantly entered into a sweet fusion.

Su Manxue's situation was not good, Su Yuwen went to pay it back.

He had money in his meal card. He thought it was troublesome at the beginning, so he signed a three-year rent contract and paid off all three years directly. At least before the college entrance examination, he didn't have to worry.

The only problem is his sneakers.