Situ Qinglang blamed himself for being suspicious. He pinched his eyebrows with his long fingers and entered an elegant room called "Youming" in Heyuan.

The old classmates have been waiting there for a long time. There are seven or eight people sitting around a mahogany round table in the small hall, some familiar faces, and one or two new people here and there.

Situ Qinglang felt uncomfortable in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. After stepping out of campus, the friendship between his classmates had slowly changed. It was okay to just muddle along, and there was no need to worry too much.

"Qinglang is here!" Li Jiuzhi, the deputy squadron leader of the Public Security Bureau, immediately stood up and shook hands with him with an attentive look.

Situ Qinglang asked his friends to find Li Jiuzhi's job. However, his development in recent years has been all on his own. To be able to get to this point in the Public Security Bureau at such a young age, Li Jiuzhi naturally has two skills.

In the spirit of not forgetting his roots, he regarded Situ Qinglang as his benefactor and gave him respect wherever he went.

As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone present stood up and flattered him with smiles on their faces. Situ Qinglang was usually aloof, but he was not too picky in this kind of situation.

"You're welcome, I have something to do in the army today, so I'm late." Situ Qinglang picked up the exquisite blue and white porcelain wine cup in front of him, "I'll punish myself with a glass of wine first."

"Qing Lang is still so true-hearted. I admired your temper when I was in school! Come on, let me toast you!" Li Jiuzhi said while drinking.

The wine cups collided, making a pleasant porcelain sound. At the same time, a loud "bang" sound suddenly came from outside the door.

"What's going on?" Li Jiuzhi was very unhappy, and everyone present was frightened, thinking that someone suddenly came to investigate!

Standing nearby, a tall waitress with exquisite makeup and wearing a dark red silk cheongsam with gold threads immediately looked out with an understanding look and apologized with a smile on her face: "I'm sorry, I'm afraid a customer accidentally bumped into me.

The door is closed, please continue, I will instruct people outside to watch carefully."

"Really, are the guys who don't open their eyes blind? It's so exciting!" Li Jiuzhi scolded.

"Sneeze!" The "blind" sweetheart who bumped into You Ming's door sneezed loudly.

She's going to be late, she's going to be late... She held her head and continued to rush into the waiter's dressing room in Heyuan. This was her first day at work!

A few days ago, my grandmother's cemetery had to pay a management fee, so after handing over such a huge amount of assets up to 2,500, Tianxin was too poor to reveal the blame. Even when Ma Weiwei and Situ Qingqing asked her to have dinner, she was too embarrassed to go, so they secretly visited her.

Start looking for part-time jobs.

She is very independent and originally didn't want Ma Weiwei to know her difficulties. However, Ma Weiwei was born with the potential to "break the pot and get to the bottom of it", so after a lot of back and forth, Ma Weiwei took out the issue of her lack of money.

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"Come to me if you are poor!" Gudao's warm-hearted Ma Weiwei slapped her thigh and immediately took out 5,000 yuan from her handbag, "Keep it for use!"

"No, no, how can I borrow your money!" Tianxin stepped back in panic.

"What does this mean? There is no distinction between you and me among best friends. If I tell you to take it, you can take it!" Ma Weiwei was very forceful!

The sweetheart pushed back and forth, not because she was too polite, but once she owed money, she always felt at a loss.

When she was a child, her grandmother taught her that people should be self-sufficient and never be helped by others.

Ma Weiwei knew Tianxin's character, so she did the next best thing and asked about her job in a roundabout way. After asking around, she went to He Jiaming.

"Do you want to work-study?" He Jiaming said with a look of disdain on the phone, "Are you planning to experience life after you have eaten enough and have nothing to do? Ma Sheng won't give you pocket money?"

"Hey, it's not me, it's Sweetie-"

He Jiaming's mind moved and he asked: "Sweetheart?"
Chapter completed!