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    Taking half a month off from work and not having to work was comfortable, but it was also anxiety-provoking.

    Especially someone like Mu Xiao who had been crushed by life, insecure and used to being busy.

    Even with 1.78 million in your pocket, your heart is still not in it.

    She thought about what to do with the money; a down payment on a house would certainly be enough, but without a job herself, a mortgage would be a problem.

    So no matter what, she’s still looking for a job.

    Besides, even if you have a husband to support you, it’s still very dangerous for a woman not to be financially independent.

    Maki-chan began to start looking for a job, two days ago, one after another to send out a few job resume, today received 2 rejection email, she became more anxious.

    Look at your own resume, only three years after graduating from college, frequent changes in employment, some jobs are enough to do an internship.

    With a resume like that, if she were the owner of a company herself, she wouldn’t believe that the person recruited would have much loyalty to the company.

    Mako’s eyes moved away from the computer screen and sighed at the floor-to-ceiling windows.

    The decorating design of this house is cool, the furniture and curtains are black and the quilt is still all white.

    Mu Xiao paused, picked up her cell phone and sent a message to Tang Jia Chong, “Can I change all the sheets and bedspreads in the house?”

    Tang Jia Chong didn’t reply to the message right away, and Mu Xiao waited for a while, thinking that he was busy with work or didn’t want her to touch the home renovation, so he didn’t reply.

    To put it mildly, Tang Jia Chong had never once sat on the swing in the sky garden of their house.

    Also see that he is usually busy with work and does not smile.

    It feels as if it’s someone who doesn’t have much fun.

    Then flip through the phone, the last time to attend the dinner party to add the person called Chen Di, WeChat added since then has not been contacted.

    He was probably just being polite when he said he’d keep an eye out for jobs for her.

    Mu Xiao put another resume online and turned off the computer, when Tang Jia Chong replied to WeChat.

    “Yes, but not too flowery.”

    Mako didn’t intend to change the style that was too flowery, but after he said that, Mako suddenly wanted to tease him.

    “But I like colors that jump off the page, like pink and pink, isn’t that cute and cozy?”

    Tang Jia Chong over there:”……”

    He was supposed to be in a meeting, but it was only when it was the turn of the old head of the human resources department to speak, verbose as ever, that he flipped through his cell phone in boredom.

    Tang Jiachong looked up and glanced at the old head of the Ministry of Manpower, sighed, had already reminded the old man, let him speak as concise as possible during the meeting, but the old man promised to be full of promise, a talk up or the same old thing.

    “Only change what’s in your own room.”

    Forget it. Just let her toss it around.

    That’s no fun, don’t give an inch, “But white really looks like a hotel, and your bed needs to be changed.”

    Tang Jia Chong had a headache, “I’m a guy.”

    The old head of the Ministry of Human Resources noticed the president’s frowning eyebrows between speeches, realized that he was not verbose again, and hastened to speed up his speech.

    “Where’s the yellow?” Mako rolled on the bed laughing.

    “Yellow doesn’t work either!” Tang Jia Chong typed in his hand, his eyebrows unconsciously wrinkling up.

    The veteran of the Ministry of Manpower, who was still speaking, gulped and could not bear to forcefully snuff out his report, “I’ll just make three more points!”

    Mako sent over a crying emoji.

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