Engaged to a wealthy boss after being scum

After bidding farewell to Wen Yanting, Su Chi hurried back to school and arrived at the classroom before the class meeting. Zhao Yang had already reserved a seat for him in advance.

The purpose of this class meeting is to explain tomorrow's military training. The counselor is a middle-aged woman in her 30s. What can be said in ten minutes has gradually evolved into a parent's short story.

Su Chi took out his mobile phone, copied the phone number he saved just now, clicked into WeChat search, and added a friend request.

Wen Yanting is usually busy with work, and he was about to go back to a meeting when he, who rarely used WeChat, received a friend request by accident.

Add friend application column says "I am Su Xiaochi"

Wen Yanting clicked agree.

Su Xiaochi: "I really added it./Cute"

Su Xiaochi: "Gong Xi Fa Cai, good luck"

It is a red envelope sent by the other party.

"What's the meaning?"

Su Xiaochi: "Pocket money for Uncle Wen./Happy"

"Why are you giving me pocket money?"

Su Xiaochi: "Hurry up, hurry up, I'll send it back to you when I earn money."

Wen Yanting looked at the 188.8 extra change from his WeChat account, and asked the assistant who was driving: "What does it mean when a kid sends me a red envelope?"

"Maybe, he wants to make you happy?" The assistant racked his brains to make up such a reason through the rearview mirror.

The assistant also couldn't figure out why this cold-faced president worth hundreds of billions would laugh at a little red envelope sent by others.

The WeChat red envelope is only 200 yuan, right?When Mr. Wen signed the one billion project this morning, he was never so happy.

The assistant looked at Wen Yanting's inadvertently raised corner of his mouth through the rearview mirror, feeling a little horrified.

"How should I make him happy?" Wen Yanting's eyes fell on the various emoticons posted by Su Chi.

"Why don't you give him a red envelope too? How much more money than his?"

"Nothing new." Wen Yanting said sarcastically.

The gas pedal under the assistant's foot almost loosened, is he really obsessed?He thought hard again, "Why don't you find some other little surprises?"

At six o'clock the next morning, Su Chi started the ten-day military training together with all the freshmen.

Yinda is south of my hometown, and the temperature is also higher. Even though it is already the beginning of autumn, it is still hot at noon.Fortunately, the first day of military training is an adaptive exercise, and it is not considered tiring.

At 05:30 in the afternoon, after the military training, the four people in the dormitory came back from the cafeteria after eating.The other two roommates made an appointment to visit the music plaza. Su Chi also wanted to fix the song he wrote two days ago, so he went back to the dormitory with Zhao Yang.

In early autumn, the night breeze on the campus was cool, and the two walked along the main road to the dormitory.

"Five yuan lottery, five yuan lottery, let's take a look, just five yuan, 100% winning!"

Attracted by the yelling, Zhao Yang scanned the payment code and said to Su Chi, "Do you smoke?"

"I'll give it up." Su Chi has never been lucky, and has never won a lottery.

"Five yuan is not expensive. It's just for fun. I'm so boring by myself." Zhao Yang persuaded: "It's a big deal, I'll ask you to smoke."

Su Chi couldn't say no to him, so he also scanned the five yuan.

"How?"

The boy who engaged in the lottery took out two QR codes, "Scan this on WeChat, and randomly pay money."

Zhao Yang took out his mobile phone and went to scan the QR code on Su Chi's side, Su Chi had to scan the other one.

"Student, you two are the opposite, you sweep to the left, and he sweeps to the right."

Zhao Yang wondered, "Isn't the code scanning random? Why do you divide this?"

"I am a principled lottery drawer. The one who pays first sweeps to the left, and the one who pays later sweeps to the right."

"Hey you..."

Seeing Zhao Yang start to roll up his sleeves, Su Chi hurriedly stopped him, "How about sweeping it for you twice?"

"I don't, I just scan my side." Zhao Yang clicked on the phone again, "I have to scan him for ten yuan."

Su Chi went to scan the QR code near her.

The two heard a "ding" at the same time.

Zhao Yang froze in place, turned to look at him, "Brother Chi, how much did you scan?"

Su Chi frowned, looked at his own amount, hesitated to speak, "It's quite surprising."

Zhao Yang laughed dryly, "I'm also quite surprised by this."

"Are you sure you didn't make a mistake?" Su Chi felt suspicious.

"No, our QR code is random from the factory, and the money will be automatically credited into the account."

Su Chi held the phone and walked back, Zhao Yang cursed beside him along the way, "Damn, it's too bad, with our ten dollars, it's enough to eat a Kung Pao Chicken Rice Bowl."

"What the hell is drawing a penny, at least give me a dime!"

"By the way, brother Chi, how much have you smoked?" Zhao Yang chattered, "Anyway, no matter how miserable you are, it won't be worse than a penny."

"Are you sure you want to see it?"

"Give me a quick look."

Su Chi turned on his phone and gave him a recent transfer record.

Zhao Yang's eyes widened, "Damn it! You still say you're unlucky! I don't care, please eat Kung Pao Chicken Rice Bowl tomorrow."

"Row."

Su Chi glanced at the transfer record of 1888.8 on his phone again, and he himself felt magical. This was the only prize he had ever won since he was a child.

"I suspect that someone is operating in secret. Brother Chi, are you under special care from someone?"

"how is this possible."

Su Chi looked at the sudden addition of more than 1000 yuan to his account, and felt elated.

There is another pocket money for Uncle Wen.

The military training is on the fifth day.

Last night Su Chi stayed up until three o'clock in the morning in order to revise the song.In the morning, he didn't catch up with dinner again, and he stood in the military posture for less than an hour, when suddenly his eyes were dark.

When Su Chi woke up, he was lying in the school infirmary.

Seeing him wake up, the white-haired doctor in a white coat stuffed a big white rabbit into his palm, "Young man, you haven't eaten breakfast."

Su Chi took the toffee and said thank you, "Well, I got up late."

"Don't do this in the future. You have a little hypoglycemia, and you didn't eat breakfast. You will be dizzy."

"Thank you, I'll keep an eye out."

"It's okay, take a good rest in the afternoon."

Because of fainting, Su Chi unexpectedly got an afternoon off.He no longer felt any discomfort in his body. Su Chi stayed in the dormitory alone and clicked on the recruitment website.

There are many job opportunities near the school, but most of them are shopping guides or sales.Su Chi still hopes to find a job related to music.

He saw that a restaurant was recruiting pianists, and Su Chi clicked in. It was a music-themed western restaurant, where he played for two hours every night, worked six days a week, and earned three thousand a month.

The address of the restaurant is less than half an hour away from the school by bus, which is very convenient.

Su Chi gladly submitted his resume.In less than 10 minutes, he received a call from a stranger.

"Hi, I'm St. Luce Western Restaurant. Are you Su Chi?"

"Yes." Su Chi was extremely excited to contact him so soon.

"We feel that you meet the requirements of our restaurant very well. Is it convenient for you to come for an interview today?"

"Are you in such a hurry?"

"We are very short of people at the moment."

Su Chi glanced at the time, the other students were still in military training, and they had nothing to do anyway, "Okay, I'll be there right away,"

Su Chi opened the closet, changed into a relatively formal suit on purpose, and took the bus to the restaurant.

There are only three stops from the school to the restaurant. This western restaurant is very famous in this city, and the environment is also good.

Su Chi pushed the door open and explained the situation to the greeter at the door, who took him to the manager's office.

The lobby manager of the hotel is a middle-aged woman with wavy hair permed and smiling at him.

"Hi, I'm here to apply for a pianist."

"Su Chi, right?"

"How many years have you studied piano?" The manager began to ask routinely.

"I started learning at the age of three, and passed the tenth grade at the age of 11." Su Chi said while opening his schoolbag, "Here are the awards I have won in piano since I was a child."

The manager didn't understand this kind of professional stuff, but these certificates were stacked up to a thickness of more than ten centimeters, which really looked amazing, "Can you try playing a few pieces yourself?"

"of course can."

Su Chi followed the manager and came to the grand piano in the dining hall. He sat on the stool and simply pressed the keys to get familiar with the feel.

Although this piano is not as good as the one at home, it is already of relatively good quality on the market.

Su Chi turned around and asked the lobby manager, "Sister, what song do you want to hear?"

"Can you play anything?"

"almost."

Su Chi has a good memory, and his sense of pitch is even better.

"Did you hear the pop songs played in the store next door when you first came?"

"Ah."

"Can I play that one?"

"I'll try." Su Chi put his hands on the black and white keys, recalling the song.It was an old song by Teresa Teng, and the overall tune was more cheerful.

Su Chi looked around. There were more middle-aged people coming to eat at this time of day. This song was familiar to them, but too cheerful music would increase the restlessness of middle-aged people's eating habits.

Su Chi pressed the keys to slow down the rhythm of the music by one beat.

The beautiful tune echoed in the lobby of the hotel. Most of the dining customers stopped their knives and forks and chatted, and moved their eyes to the source of the sound.

Everyone was staring at the delicate young man next to the piano. The light gray slim suit blended him with the comfortable environment, like a gentle little prince, attracting everyone's attention in the melodious music,

At the end of the song, there was bustling applause from the audience, and the guests had smiles on their faces, and some of them gave him a thumbs up.

Su Chi stood up and bowed politely to the customer.

It took half a minute for the lobby manager to break away from the beautiful singing, and she nodded with satisfaction.

Su Chi followed the manager back to the office, and the latter took out a contract and handed it to him, "We are very satisfied with your performance. If there is no problem, we will sign this contract."

Su Chi carefully browsed the contents of the contract.

The probationary period is one month, and the mandatory working time is from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] pm on the fifth and sixth day. Of the remaining four days, you can take any three days to work.

The salary during the probationary period is [-], and it will be [-] after becoming a full-time employee.

This was different from what Su Chi saw at the beginning, and he couldn't help asking, "I see that the recruitment said that the probationary period is [-] yuan, and it will be [-] yuan after becoming a regular."

The manager smiled and said, "Silly boy, you are so good, of course I want to raise your salary."

"Thank you manager."

In this way, I have an extra 500 yuan of windfall money every month. The point is, I can practice the piano for free, which is too profitable.

"I will go to work from tomorrow, do you have any questions here?"

"No."

Su Chi accepted the contract and came out of the hotel, and began to make calculations happily.

In addition to my own pocket money and the transfers to my parents, I can transfer more red envelopes to Uncle Wen.

After the official start of school, if the courses can be turned around, he can find a part-time job as a music teacher.

Write more songs and sell them online, maybe you can still sell them at a good price.

Realize financial freedom from now on!

At 09:30 in the evening, Su Chi couldn't wait to open WeChat.

"Gong Xi Fa Cai, good luck"

"Gong Xi Fa Cai, good luck"

Uncle Wen: "Why are there two today?"

"I won the lottery two days ago, and I found a job today, let's celebrate! / Cute"

Uncle Wen: "Well, are you happy?"

"Of course I'm happy, very happy."

Su Chi looked at his watch, it was getting late, and there was military training tomorrow, so he must not stay up late tonight.

"Stop talking, I want to go to bed early."

Uncle Wen: "Okay."

"Well... I have another request. /Grievance"

Uncle Wen: "What?"

"Can you text me good night every day before going to bed?"

Uncle Wen: "Yes."

Uncle Wen: "Good night, my little Chi."

The author has something to say: Su Chi: Falling in love is so delicious, why didn't I realize it before!

感谢在2021-12-1208:54:34~2021-12-1308:53:58期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Z&W 2 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!