C19 Is it not possible to seek money and kill one's own life

It was a simple Clear Broth Noodle Soup with green chopped onions sprinkled on top. Sugar Heart's egg seemed to be able to see the tender yellow color inside, and it could easily arouse one's appetite.

Mo Junxiong rubbed her shriveled stomach and realized that she was really hungry. Furthermore, she had eaten a box lunch full of seasonings during the afternoon and had been busy up till now. She had actually forgotten to eat dinner.

However, he remembered that Xu Wen's cooking skills didn't seem to be that good, so he couldn't quite accept this bowl of noodles.

However, Xu Wen, who was sitting opposite him, was enjoying his meal. It seemed that his appetite was greatly boosted.

In the end, Mo Junxiang decided to give it a try. If it really didn't taste good, he could just put it on again. It was rare for the other party to be willing to take the initiative to cook a bowl of noodles for him. Just for this reason, he was willing to speak less ill of her behind her back.

"I never thought that one day I would be able to eat the food you made."

"I want to push you to death and kill you for your wealth, is that not okay?"

Xu Yi rolled his eyes powerlessly. Ever since he was young, his mother had told him that he must know how to share and not eat alone.

You eat, and others see it as immoral.

So when he went to the kitchen, Xu Wen made an extra serving of noodles. He didn't expect that it would cause him to sigh.

"You see, your heart isn't bad. It's just that you have a bad temper. Xu Wen, listen to my advice and change your temperament on the set. If you go on like this, this road will only get narrower and narrower."

"I'll try my best!"

Mo Jun-mei couldn't believe what she heard. Was this Xu Yi? It must be wrong, how could Xu Yi be so obedient? He had told her many times in the past, but when had she not been the one who had suffered the wrath of others?

Without a place to use his prepared script, Mo Jun was at a loss.

"I'm so full of face!" Xu Wen reminded him.

"Huh?" He quickly returned to his senses and absent-mindedly took a bite of the noodles.

Finally, everything quieted down. Xu Wen drank the hot soup and ate the noodles. There seemed to be nothing that gave him more sense of security than eating what he had cooked.

It had been two days, two whole days in the clouds and mist, and he finally had the feeling that he was truly alive.

Putting down the clean bowl, Xu Wen let out a sigh of relief.

On the other side, Mo Junxiang also pushed a bowl full of food over and asked in embarrassment, "Is there anything else?"

Xu Yi: "…"

After eating two bowls of noodles, Mo Junxiang suddenly remembered the important matter.

"Didn't they say that young master Liang is sick?" "Why did you come home to live? I thought you were going to stay at the hospital for another two days, you're already prepared to continue taking leave."

"If you say it like that, I'll take a leave of absence tomorrow."

"…" Mo Junmei immediately shut her mouth. Even though the noodles were delicious, it didn't mean that this person would get warm.

Today, I interviewed a few assistant candidates, tomorrow you go to the company to pick people, don't be picky about it, if there's anyone who's pleasing to the eye then use it first, if it's not suitable then switch it later, it's impossible for me to always follow you alone, and what's more, you said that there's no one on the set with water and umbrellas to hand over to, so it looks like your price dropped.

If it was anyone else, he would have already made up his mind. However, this person was Xu Yi, and the HR was very insistent on letting her pick people. Otherwise, she would be dissatisfied with the person they picked.

Thinking about this, Mo Jun-mei's heart stopped. Xu Yi was only responsible for offending people, so he was responsible for cleaning up the mess for her. Hopefully, what she said this time was the truth.

If this mistress' temper didn't change, then no matter how high the chances were, he wasn't willing to serve her.

Those two bowls of noodles still made his heart feel comfortable, and it was rare for him to be willing to nag Xu Yi. Seeing Xu Wen clean the dishes, he suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart.

She should have been incompatible with the domineering her since she stayed at home like this, but why did her actions seem so harmonious at this moment?

After thinking about it for a long time, he could only blame it on Xu Wen, who was very good at these things and had a very natural expression. That was why he was not so out of place.

If only she could be like this outside, it would save him a lot of trouble.

"Whatever."

Xu Wen had no impression of an assistant. She had never enjoyed having an assistant to take care of everything. The only impression she had of the original assistant in the comic book was that her original self was a punching bag, used to describe the original body's hateful nature and the heroine's beauty.

"We just need to keep our mouths shut and not talk too much. We don't want to get involved in other people's affairs."

Xu Yi had been on the set before and knew that some assistants would use their family's name to bully others, cause trouble, or sell gossip to the media.

"Then you should also change your temperament. Let me tell you, your temper won't change. If this goes on, I'm afraid the company really won't be able to recruit assistants who are willing to come to your side."

Perhaps the noodle soup had been poured into his brain, but Mo Junxiang, like her sister-in-law, was nagging for a long time. Xu Yi said, "Got it, Mei-jie." To end.

After sending Mo Jun-mei off, Xu Wen finally had a good look at his home.

She had long since grown used to finding limited pleasure in the midst of infinite boredom.

The system had designed her to pass through the male and female lords first and throw it aside. There was still one good thing for her to do now. She had her own house now, four bedrooms, two halls, and a special cloakroom that was at least 150 square meters.

This was truly her own space. There was no one spying on her and she didn't have to rack her brains to defend against them. She could sing loudly, jump up and down, or even shout loudly, "Liang Zhaoting, you son of a b * tch!"

He took out the key from his pocket and opened the locked bedside table, which contained all of his original belongings. In addition to the house certificate, there was also a car key, a passbook, and only a few dollars left in the passbook. He had hundreds of thousands of dollars in savings in his bank account.

Xu Yi finally had a feeling that he had broken through the dimensional wall.

These income greatly matched the role of his original body.

The original owner had signed a contract with Prosperity for five years, and the terms of the contract weren't as harsh as those of other minor artists. Just looking at this contract, the company, Prosperity Entertainment, which the Empire Corporation had been firmly trampling on, was quite humane.

Xu Yi shrugged. Right now, he still had his reservations.

There were a few sheets of paper under the certificate.

Under the urge of curiosity, Xu Wen took out the few pieces of paper and looked at them, and found that they were all coupons.

In this era, do we still need to transfer money? There was still a fee left for the transfer. What was going on?

Xu remembered that he only had a few dollars in his passbook, and he picked it up to match it. He found that each remittance record corresponded to the deposit book.

At the very least, it could be in the thousands, or at the very most, it could be in the tens of thousands.

The name of the remittance was very unfamiliar — Luo Liang.