After the divorce, I became a rich girl

No matter how complicated life is, rest time is always fleeting. Li Jiawei hurried to catch the early bus, and the crowded space almost suffocated her. However, all the anxiety and fatigue in the morning disappeared under the nourishment of 100,000 unexpected money. What's more, tomorrow is the weekend, and she can have a full two days of rest. Her good mood gushed out like a spring, and she couldn't suppress it.

The morning meeting was cancelled, and Li Jiawei did not see Section Chief Fang when she returned to the office. Later, when colleagues from the Budget Department came to deliver materials, she learned that Section Chief Fang had gone to the city to attend a meeting with the director early in the morning.

Zhao Xue from the Budget Department said with a hint of envy, "Sister Li, why does the director always bring Section Chief Fang with him every time he goes to the Municipal Bureau for a meeting? The meeting is not long, only about two hours at most. After the meeting in the morning, we have lunch outside at noon. We are far from the Municipal Bureau, so we don't have to come back to work in the afternoon. We can go home directly, and we can rest for two and a half days on weekends."

Li Jiawei smiled and said, "Section Chief Fang has worked in the bureau for decades. She has strong professional skills and is familiar with all kinds of data. When reporting to the city bureau leaders, you have to report to her. It seems easy, but it is actually the result of hard work over time."

Zhao Xue from the Budget Department is a graduate student at Nan Province University. Both of her parents work in the civil service system of Xi City. Her father is a policeman and her mother is a community cadre. She just started working last year. Perhaps because she was too spoiled at home, she is very outspoken and likes to gossip in various departments. At work, she sometimes shirks and resists, but her personality is still straightforward and kind.

Zhao Xue said unconvincedly, "Sister Li, you have been working in the General Affairs Section for several years, right? You are the one who does all the work in your section. When Section Chief Fang came, she did nothing but drink tea and play with her phone. You don't understand the work better than Section Chief Fang, so why didn't the director take you to the meeting at the Municipal Bureau?"

Li Jiawei wanted to roll her eyes. She was a contract worker. Why would the director value her? First, she couldn't help the director. At least Section Chief Fang had a few friends in the Municipal Finance Bureau. What did she have? Second, even if the director valued her, she had no position and could not be promoted. It would be a waste of time to train her.

Li Jiawei was busy with her work and didn't say anything, but Zhao Xue didn't mean to leave. She continued, "Sister Li, I think Section Chief Fang is targeting you. Last time when we were on standby, the director originally planned to let each department take turns on duty. Who knew that Section Chief Fang wanted to show off. She said that everyone else has a family and children, and only you have nothing to do. Besides, all kinds of data in our bureau are in the General Affairs Department, and you know it better, so she said that you should be on duty from beginning to end. Then, she gave you a subsidy of 1,000 yuan from the bureau's finances. Don't you think this is bullying? You only get a subsidy of 1,000 yuan for not taking a rest for a week! If I were you, I would turn my back on her and quit my job to make her die of anger."

Li Jiawei felt a little depressed and couldn't help but wonder how Zhao Xue's parents educated her. For someone with such a personality to survive in such an environment, she really needed the tolerance and kindness of the people around her.

Li Jiawei knew that she was being targeted by Section Chief Fang in the General Affairs Section, and everyone in the bureau knew it, but Zhao Xue's outspoken approach made her somewhat embarrassed.

If life was an idol drama, she might really throw her resignation letter on Section Chief Fang's desk without hesitation, and then walk away. But real life is not an idol drama, and she really needs this job to make a living.

When it comes to survival, face and dignity are not that important. Who can go against money?

"Actually, a 1,000 yuan subsidy for one week of overtime is a lot," Li Jiawei tried to calm Zhao Xue's excitement. "Besides, I was in need of money, so the section chief helped me out of my urgent need. It's like timely help."

But Zhao Xue didn't seem to understand Li Jiawei's dilemma and continued, "Sister Li, what can you do with a thousand yuan now? It feels about the same as a hundred yuan."

Li Jiawei looked up at Zhao Xue, who grew up in a honeypot and had a completely different concept of money from her.

For Li Jiawei, there is a big difference between one thousand yuan and one hundred yuan. For example, she spent two thousand five hundred to buy furniture yesterday. If she only gave the boss two hundred and fifty, he would not sell it to her.

Li Jiawei chuckled and said, "You have a good family background and you are a civil servant, so your salary is much higher than mine. Even if I received a subsidy of 1,000 yuan this month, it is still not as high as your salary. You certainly don't need this 1,000 yuan. But it's different for me. I am a contract worker, and with this 1,000 yuan subsidy, my salary this month is almost 7,000 yuan, which is very high."

Li Jiawei's compliment made Zhao Xue unconsciously show a sense of superiority, and she smiled and said, "I don't need this thousand yuan. I spend more than this amount on a bottle of lotion."

Li Jiawei felt that if she hadn't received an unexpected sum of 100,000 yuan yesterday, she would have been even more upset today. Looking at Zhao Xue's face, which was half covered with acne marks, she said against her will, "You have good skin, and you get what you pay for. You will look younger if you use more expensive cosmetics."

After hearing this, Zhao Xue lost her resentment and said happily, "Right, I just spent a month's salary to buy a set of Ou's most high-end skin care products, which cost less than 10,000 yuan, but the effect is really good." After showing off, Zhao Xue looked around and asked Li Jiawei in a low voice, "Sister Li, everyone said that you took a month off some time ago to get a divorce. Is it true?"

Li Jiawei did not avoid the question. She had nothing to hide about the divorce and answered, "Yes, I am divorced." Fortunately, other people in the company did not know about her miscarriage.

"I think your husband is a good one, why did you get divorced? Why?"

But Li Jiawei didn't want to discuss the reasons for the divorce too much. "Zhao Xue, didn't your section chief arrange a job for you? You've been here long enough, go back to work, or your section chief will scold you again!" The divorce can be discussed, but the reasons don't need to be made public. And if Section Chief Fang knew that she was saying bad things about Zhang Yi at work, I'm afraid her life at work would be even more difficult.

Zhao Xue didn't seem to care, and said casually, "Just say it, it won't cost you a piece of meat."

But Li Jiawei sighed and patted the pile of documents on her desk, indicating to Zhao Xue that she still had a lot of work to do.

Zhao Xue also felt a headache when looking at the pile of documents. She knew Li Jiawei's work pressure. "But I still have to work. Look, I still have a stack of data to calculate." Li Jiawei said, patting the documents that were more than ten centimeters thick on the desk.

Zhao Xue had a headache looking at the pile of documents. She knew the pressure Li Jiawei was under at work. "Then Sister Li, I won't disturb you from working. Hey, your department will have to close down without you."

Watching Zhao Xue walk out of the comprehensive department, Li Jiawei lay on the chair and sighed deeply. She sighed in her heart that the joys and sorrows of the world are indeed different. She works hard to survive, while some people can live a relaxed life.

Li Jiawei's heart was filled with mixed emotions as she reviewed her marriage with Zhang Yi. Eight years! She seemed to have been playing the role of a good wife and daughter-in-law, but she had lost herself in life.

Li Jiawei took out a mirror from the drawer. Why did the person in the mirror look so strange? She was afraid to face the strange self in the mirror. The heavy black glasses with peeling paint almost covered half of her face. The eyes behind the glasses were full of the word "tired", and the heavy bags under her eyes decorated her swollen face.

She couldn't remember how long it had been since she had laughed from the bottom of her heart. She was only thirty-three years old, but her vitality had left her.

In fact, now thinking about it, divorce is a good thing. Although everything has to start all over again, at least she doesn't have to deal with the mess in life anymore, she doesn't have to serve her nosy parents-in-law, and she doesn't have to help Zhang Yi clean up every time he comes home drunk after socializing. She can learn to love herself.

She imagined that in two years, she would have a house of her own, and she felt that life was full of hope.

Perhaps, when she is in her forties, she will be able to live a life as free and easy as Zhao Xue's, simple and comfortable.

Li Jiawei spent the whole day busy calculating data. The data were reported by the counties or companies below. Some of the data were unclear, so she had to call the relevant person in charge to inquire and modify them. Finally, she entered them into the computer, compiled them into a table, and sent them to the Municipal Finance Bureau.

When all the work was completed, the lights outside the window were already on and the entire office building was immersed in silence, with only the lights in the General Affairs Department still on.

Li Jiawei stretched her body to loosen her stiff neck, picked up the bitter tea and drank it all, then went to the water room to wash the cup. After returning, she turned off the computer, picked up her bag, turned off the lights and left the office.