Chapter 212: Zheng Yue's thoughts

Chapter 212 Zheng Yue's thoughts

Zheng Yue sat in the office, staring at the blank computer and couldn't help being in a daze.

After the winter vacation, Zheng Yue did not go back to her hometown to stay, but continued to work in Nankang's company.

After learning that she had no place to live, Nankang offered her help.

"If you don't mind, I have a vacant house that I can rent to you." Nankang was considerate.

Although the company is now in decline, Nankang still has some family background.

Zheng Yue was happy for a moment when she heard what he said, but then felt that the other party had helped her too much, so she was a little embarrassed to accept it.

Nankang naturally saw what Zheng Yue was thinking, so he let her live in without saying anything.

"It's okay, you will also help me clean when you move in, and the rent will be deducted from your salary." Nankang said naturally.

His smiling face is elegant and refined, just from the surface, he can't see his liking for Zheng Yue at all, but what he said is mixed with the kindness of helping, as if he is really willing to help others.

And Nankang's words just pointed to Zheng Yue's current difficulties. Hotels and hotels are very expensive, Zheng Yue doesn't think about it at all, and he can't stay in the company after get off work.

Zheng Yue was silent and didn't speak, as if she was thinking about it. Nankang didn't ask aloud, and waited patiently for her answer.

"Then, thank you." Zheng Yue nodded slightly after hesitating for a long time.

The matter of renting a house was settled in this way, and Nankang's image in Zheng Yue's heart also rose to a higher level.

In order to express her gratitude, Zheng Yue volunteered to take the job when she heard that Nankang planned to recruit a personal assistant.

As Nankang's personal assistant, she is responsible for almost everything big and small, so Zheng Yue learned about the banquet held by Murong's family.

"Murong Qiao personally held it?" Zheng Yue heard the name from someone else.

"That's right, there are still many people who say that Murong Qianjin will choose a husband for herself this time, and she will probably meet a lot of rich and handsome people by then." The young girl who gave her the information was clearly envious.

This kind of high-society banquet, the boys in it can make a fortune if they catch one of them.

Seeing the envy in the little girl's eyes, Zheng Yue was secretly moved.

After getting the materials, Zheng Yue sent them to Nankang and returned to her office.

She knew Murong Qiao. When Zheng Yue heard that Murong's family was going to hold a banquet, it was impossible not to be moved.

Zheng Yue, who has participated in many banquets with Nankang on weekdays, has already seen that the banquet is good, and this is not the best. Thinking of the banquet that Murong's family is going to hold, almost all the people coming and going are beyond her reach. Moon pursed her lips ready to move.

She called Murong Qiao, and the connection was quickly connected.

"Zheng Yue?" Murong Qiao asked in a puzzled tone. "Did something happen?"

She is helping at home now, and seeing Zheng Yue's call was a little surprised, and thought something happened to her.

"It's me," Zheng Yue responded, "Are you busy?"

She heard a voice in the background over there. Someone was moving things, maybe they were setting up the banquet scene.

"My mother came to urge me to go home again recently, and she also said that I would not be allowed to go to school." Without waiting for Murong Qiao to answer, Zheng Yue spoke again. "I don't want to go back at all, and she only likes my younger brother, and I have to do farm work when I go home..."

"When I get home, there will be an annoying matchmaker who will go to my mother and ask me to marry someone and sell it for money, but I haven't even finished college yet." Zheng Yue's voice was low.

Zheng Yue's family is in the countryside, and the old people's thinking is still pedantic. Zheng Yue's situation is indeed as she said, but in order to make Murong Qiao feel sorry for her, she purposely made it worse.

"I want to stay in the city, but I don't fit in with other people, and I haven't even attended a banquet before." Speaking of this, she sighed.

"I recently heard that Murong's family is going to hold a banquet, Qiao Qiao." Zheng Yue finally got to the point, "I want to ask you if I can go."

She spoke cautiously, with a little tentativeness.

Murong Qiao was confused at first, not understanding what Zheng Yue meant, but now she understands.

The co-author wanted to attend the banquet.

"I see—" Murong Qiao also followed her, "Of course."

Zheng Yue talked about this part, Murong Qiao naturally agreed.

"Thank you, Qiao Qiao!" Zheng Yue suddenly became happy.

She was still a little apprehensive when she called, but she was very pleasantly surprised to hear that Murong Qiao agreed to her.

The two hung up the phone without saying a few words, but Zheng Yue's happy mood did not disappear.

If you can meet a few boys at the banquet this time, it will be good for you and not bad for you to have a good impression of each other and get to know each other in depth.

During this period of time, Zheng Yue, who has been with Nankang, has understood a lot of truths. She also knows that her identity is at a disadvantage and she doesn't know anyone. The importance of connections has been understood by Zheng Yue after working.

"Why are you so happy?" Nankang saw the smile on Zheng Yue's face as soon as he entered.

He walked over and touched Zheng Yue's head, his movements were very natural.

In the past two days, the relationship between the two has been gradually warming up, but it has always remained ambiguous, and the occasional intimacy is also used to it. Both Nankang and Zheng Yue have noticed it, but neither of them took the lead in breaking through the window. Paper.

Zheng Yue looked at Nankang, thinking that she would be able to go to the banquet soon, the ambiguity about Nankang's past growth suddenly became less.

"I just got off the phone and had a great chat with my classmates." Zheng Yue summed it up with a smile.

Nankang didn't ask much when he saw this, and cared about Zheng Yue's life as usual.

Zheng Yue talked about it, but in her heart she was thinking about what clothes to wear to the banquet.

The affair with Nankang is not fake, but considering the age difference, Zheng Yue also knows that Nankang is definitely not her best choice.

On the other side, after Murong Qiao and Zheng Yue hung up the phone, they also called the other two roommates.

Zheng Yue can't be the only one at the banquet, Yang Xin and Leng Yan must also be involved. When they heard about Murong Qiao's invitation, both of them happily agreed.

It was the day when the banquet was held, and the time was set at night.

Yang Xin and Leng Yan arrived at Murong House early, stood politely at the door and knocked on the door.

"Welcome, Miss's friend." Uncle Yang opened the door and said hello. "She's on the second floor right now, let me take you up."

Murong Qiao informed Uncle Yang of the arrival of Yang Xin and Leng Yan in advance, so even though it was the first time they met, Uncle Yang recognized the two girls at a glance.

"I'm sorry to trouble you." Leng Yan thanked.

Yang Xin also quickly said thank you, but his attention was still focused on the old and low-key house in front of him.

Murong's house was rebuilt into an old house, and people were hired to maintain it carefully. Compared with the luxury of the villa, it is more of a long-standing sense of precipitation. The interior has modern decoration, but there is still a sense of ancient fragrance.

This was their first visit to Murong Qiao's house. Yang Xin thought that living in a villa would be luxurious enough, but after coming here in person and seeing the scene in front of her, she couldn't help opening her mouth slightly.

Coupled with the magnificent decoration of the banquet, the bright crystal lamp above the head was so dreamy that Yang Xin walked on the stairs at this time, and suddenly felt like a princess.

"Miss, your classmate is here." Uncle Yang knocked on the door.

While Yang Xin was in a daze, the three of them had already reached the door of Murong Qiao's room.