Zongman: Being the leader in the wild world

Shen Yuling never does anything without certainty. She doesn't know whether she will be able to get the doll later, but if she goes to the store now, she will definitely get it. And this doll is the one with a wound on the shoulder - Hei Xiangling!

Hei Xiangling, who has been abandoned and despised many times, suddenly meets someone who doesn't care about her wounds at this time. She will definitely follow him without hesitation, just like in the dream, Hei Xiangling rushed towards Feng Yinsha without hesitation.

In short, no matter what choice Shen Yuling makes, she can get what she wants, and Mo Yu’s choice will not affect her at all.

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Wang Mo is in the fifth grade this year, and Shen Yuling is already a third-year junior high school student. The workload is heavy in the third year of junior high school. If she doesn't study hard and fails to get into a good high school, with her meager money, she may not be able to go to high school in the future.

There are many children in the orphanage, and Shen Yuling is not the only one who goes to school. After junior high school, the nine-year compulsory education will also be over. If Shen Yuling still wants to go to school, she can only earn tuition by herself. The orphanage will not give her money to go to high school.

In her previous life, because of school bullying, Shen Yuling couldn't study well. She failed the high school entrance exam and stopped in junior high school. As her family had no money, she couldn't go to those private schools at all. She could only go out to work early to earn money to support herself.

I get up early every morning and go to bed late at night. I also have to work part-time on Saturdays and Sundays. Every day is really fulfilling.

"You have something to do every day." said Mo Yu, who was wearing casual clothes.

Shen Yuling glanced at her indifferently. Mo Yu was wearing a black dress with a dark red jacket on the outside. Her spiral bun had turned into two ponytails. Not to mention, her hair was quite long, reaching her calves.

"Well, so what?" Shen Yuling asked while working part-time in the milk tea shop.

"So why should I work part-time with you?" Mo Yu frowned in complaint.

"Stop talking nonsense and go change your clothes. You must wear work clothes during working hours." Shen Yuling said in a calm voice.

Mo Yu curled his lips and muttered quietly: "Money and the like, can't we use magic to solve it?"

Having said this, Mo Yu's body honestly went to change clothes.

Although he had lost half of his immortal power, Mo Yu's degree of freedom was obviously greater than that of other fairies who turned into dolls, and there was no trace of a doll on his body.

Shen Yuling was in charge of taking orders at the front desk, while Mo Yu was making milk tea in the back. Although she was new at the job, she quickly mastered the recipes for various milk teas and fruit teas, to the point that even the store manager couldn't help but admire her.

Fortunately, Mo Yu and Shen Yuling are both temporary workers, otherwise Mo Yu would probably become the store manager in a few days.

The store manager is the store manager, the boss is the boss, and the store manager is hired by the boss, so the store manager can naturally be replaced.

There are always a lot of people in the grocery store on Saturdays and Sundays. Not to mention two days, you're exhausted after just one day, standing there without any time to rest.

Fortunately, Shen Yuling was already used to it, and Mo Yu, as a fairy, didn't feel anything. This stunned the other two people in the store, and they had to admire the physical strength of today's young people.

So who said that young people today don't have enough physical strength? Isn't this pure rumor?

After finishing a day's work, Shen Yuling returned to the house she rented, while Mo Yu lay down directly on the sofa, looking extremely tired.

Shen Yuling ignored her and went back to her room to start doing homework. She never stopped for a moment.

It makes me tired just looking at it.