A small candy

Chapter 2: The first to get the moon is near the water and the tower.

What to do? What to do? What to do……

Jian Ling felt as if she was in a steamer, her body temperature soaring rapidly, and she had no way to calm herself down.

She covered her face with her hands and banged her forehead against the table, repeatedly, making a loud bang. A passing waiter was a little frightened. He bent down slightly, patted her shoulder, and asked with concern, "Miss, are you okay? Do you need any help?"

Jian Ling raised her head, her face still flushed, her eyes filled with tears, her thin bangs ruffled, and she said in a drawling voice, "...Woo woo woo, I'm fine."

The waiter looked at him with a puzzled look, "Do you want a refill?"

Jian Ling was in no mood to drink and waved her hand, saying no. The waiter looked at her for a moment, and then left to serve other people after making sure she was fine.

As soon as the waiter left, Jian Ling slumped back on the table, limp as a boneless person, covering her forehead with her hands, full of regret. She shouldn't have touched the phone, let alone taken a selfie, otherwise she wouldn't have ended up in this situation!
What would Cheng Zhixu think if he saw those photos? Jian Ling found that she couldn't even imagine it. He might think she was crazy...

In extreme frustration and entanglement, she gulped down the iced American coffee in one gulp. The cold liquid slid down her throat, but still failed to lower the temperature on her face.

Jian Ling sat quietly for a while, finally walked out of the cafe with drooping shoulders, hailed a taxi and prepared to go home.

Half an hour later, she arrived at the villa residential area smoothly. The house was empty. As expected, there was no one there, even her aunt was gone.

Hearing the noise, the Labrador that was hiding on the balcony ran over excitedly, called out to Jian Ling twice, raised its two front paws high, and clung to her, refusing to get down.

Jian Ling squatted down and stroked its big furry head, then sighed deeply: "Dora, Mommy did something really stupid today. I'm so depressed."

Of course Dora didn't understand what she was saying. He hadn't seen his owner for a long time and was very excited. He kept twisting and turning in her arms like a spoiled child.

Jian Ling stroked the shiny fur on its back and pursed her lips: "You wouldn't understand even if I told you. Forget it, I'd better go to sleep. I'm so sleepy."

She stood up on her knees and walked upstairs, pulling the rubber band from her wrist to pull her hair up. Returning to the bedroom, she found a set of short-sleeved shirt and shorts from the closet, went to the bathroom to take a shower, and then lay down on the bed to catch up on sleep.

The fatigue from staying up late to revise her thesis for more than half a month made her sleep particularly deeply. Even without drawing the curtains, she seemed to be sleeping peacefully in the dark.

When I woke up, the sun was setting and gorgeous clouds covered half the sky. The huge floor-to-ceiling window was like a glass frame, completely framing this colorful picture.

Jian Ling stretched herself and felt that all the bones in her body were soft and she felt more and more sleepy the more she slept.

She stayed in bed and didn't want to get up. She squinted her eyes and was in a daze for a while. Her mind gradually became clear. She turned over and lay on the bed. She reached for her cell phone from the pillow and turned it on.

The circle of friends was flooded with various graduation photos. Half an hour ago, roommate Zhou Xingyan posted a photo of the four of them in JK uniforms that they had taken before.

In the photo, Jian Ling wore a white short-sleeved shirt with a pale yellow bow tie, a matching plaid skirt, knee-high white socks, and black leather shoes. Her three roommates, all in different colored JK uniforms and high ponytails, exuded youthful energy, complementing the school building behind them.

Jian Ling looked at the beautiful photo, feeling very happy. She couldn't help but curl her lips and raised her index finger to give a thumbs-up. The next second, she inevitably thought of the afternoon's misunderstanding.

"Ahhh! How on earth am I ever going to forget this!"

Jian Ling dropped her cell phone, rolled up the thin blanket around her, and rolled back and forth on the bed, wrapping herself up like a plump white silkworm cocoon. She didn't stop until she was sweating all over, then she stared at the ceiling with empty eyes.

Besides the photo incident that made her irritable, she found that she was still obsessed with Cheng Zhixu and wanted to see him again, preferably in the next second...

She is truly hopeless.

When the last ray of sunset glow disappeared from the horizon, there was a knock on the door.

Jian Ling suddenly woke up and realized that she had been in a daze for so long, and her mind was full of the scenes she imagined of herself and Cheng Zhixu getting along.

She was speechless to herself. There was nothing she could do. She was a dreamy girl. Every night as soon as she closed her eyes, she could imagine a TV series in her mind to soothe herself to sleep.

"Lingling, come down for dinner. Your uncle brought your luggage here." Ye Xianxin's voice came from outside the door. She thought Jian Ling was still asleep, so she raised her voice and called out, "Lingling!"

"Come right away!"

Jian Ling rolled over from the bed, casually pulled out a small skirt to put on, and then tidied up her messy long hair in front of the dressing mirror, restoring herself into an exquisite little fairy. Then she breathed a sigh of relief, opened the door and slowly walked downstairs.

The restaurant was filled with warm lighting and fragrant aromas. There were many large and small plates on the table. In addition to the home-cooked meals cooked by the aunt, there were also the delicious dishes that Jian Ling packed back from the private restaurant at noon.

Ye Guizhou came to deliver Jian Ling's luggage, and was invited by Ye Xianxin to stay for dinner. He lowered his head to reply to a work text message, then glanced up at Jian Ling: "Have you slept well now?"

Jian Ling said "hmm" and sat down to attack the hairy crabs that she didn't eat at noon.

Jian Zumao looked at his daughter and said, "After the defense, you shouldn't have to go back to school, right?"

Jian Ling concentrated on picking the meat from the crab shell and said vaguely, "I'm going to get my diploma in two weeks. After that, I won't have to go back. I'm finally graduated."

Ye Xianxin asked, "Have you decided where you want to work?" After a pause, she offered a suggestion, "I think it would be best to work at my family's company. It's under your father's watchful eye, so I can be at ease."

Jian Zumao nodded in agreement: "Your mother is right."

"I don't want it." Jian Ling threw the crab shell into the plate and leaned back in her chair. "I wasn't happy at all during my internship at the company before, and I never want to go back."

Everyone in the department knew she was the boss' daughter. They didn't dare say anything to her face, but behind her back, they all said she was using a backdoor. What they said was the truth, so Jian Ling naturally didn't get angry about such a small matter. What really irritated her was that her supervisor treated her differently, restricting her to simple tasks like printing documents, collecting information, and filling out forms—no technical skills required at all—while everyone else in the group was responsible for their own projects.

Jian Zumao was slightly surprised: "Is there such a thing?"

Jian Ling grabbed another hairy crab and started eating, nodding vigorously. "Yeah, they're just treating me like a vase, putting me wherever I want and not caring about me." She pouted, quite dissatisfied. "Anyway, I don't want to go. Whoever wants to be a vase can do it. I can't stand it anymore."

Ye Guizhou lowered his head to drink his soup and casually said, "Why don't you come to my company?"

Ye Xianxin's eyes lit up. Just as she was about to say yes, Jian Ling shook her head like a rattle, her tied-up hair almost coming undone. She hurriedly said, "No, no, it will be the same if I go to your company. If others find out, they'll definitely say, 'Oh, the boss is her uncle, so she can do whatever she wants in the company.' Then they'll start isolating and alienating me, or they'll hypocritically curry favor with me."

This doesn't work, and that doesn't work. Does she want to be a strong woman and start her own company? Ye Guizhou laughed in anger.

She was just a pretty face, and she wasn't allowed to say anything? Ye Guizhou was silent for a moment, then asked with the utmost patience, "So what do you want?"

Jian Ling bit the tip of her chopsticks and lowered her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking. After a while, she quietly raised her eyes, glanced at Ye Guizhou, then looked at her parents' faces, and mustered up her courage: "I want to be self-reliant, I want to be independent, I don't want to work in a company that I know."

Ye Guizhou heard that the girl had something else in her words and said impatiently, "Be more specific."

Jian Ling put down her chopsticks and sat upright. However, when she met his scrutinizing gaze, her aura suddenly weakened. Feeling guilty, she whispered, "I...I heard you talking about work with your friend at noon. Isn't he also a big boss? I want to go to his company. Is that okay?"

Ye Guizhou was stunned: "Are you serious?"

Jian Ling had ulterior motives and didn't dare to look at him for too long, fearing that he would notice something. She quickly lowered her eyes, nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and raised three fingers to swear that she was definitely not joking.

What's the old saying? Those who are closest to water get the moon first!

That's right! If she hadn't taken the initiative to go to Cheng Zhixu's company, how could she have crossed paths with him and developed a love story like a TV series?

When Jian Ling was lying in bed in the afternoon, she had already listed one hundred and eighty plans to pursue men in her mind. Although she had no experience, she... was a newborn calf who was not afraid of a tiger!

The child had grown up, and Ye Xianxin didn't want to be too strict with him. After a little consideration, she relented: "Since he is your uncle's friend, he should be reliable. If you have any problems, just go to your uncle directly. Your father and I will not care about you anymore."

Her eyes were looking at Jian Ling, but her words were addressed to Ye Guizhou.

How could Ye Guizhou not understand what she meant? He raised the corners of his mouth lightly and said with a forced smile, "I'm not saying anything, Big Sister, Brother-in-law, but you guys have given me a daughter? I raised Jian Ling since she was a child, and now that she's grown up, she still needs my care?"

Jian Ling very considerately picked up a piece of pork ribs for him, blinked her big watery eyes, and said to him coquettishly: "Don't be like this, uncle, I will be filial to you when you are old."

Ye Xianxin smiled slightly: "Did you hear that? Lingling is so good to you and so filial."

Ye Guizhou: “…”

I thank her.

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It is graduation season now, and all major companies are recruiting, including Cheng Zhixu's company.

Jian Ling learned the specific application time and location of Cheng Group from Ye Guizhou, and then locked herself in the room to write her resume.

Jian Ling had previously joined her company through a backdoor, and she had never experienced the process of submitting a resume or attending an interview. This was also her first time writing a resume. She searched for numerous templates online, copied them, and spent hours revising them until it finally looked presentable.

Jian Ling wanted to be admitted based on her own strength this time, so she specifically told Ye Guizhou not to use his connections. However, she would still use his connections when necessary.

She handed the resume to Ye Guizhou and said sweetly, "Dear uncle, please take the time to check it for me and see if there's anything I need to add."

Ye Guizhou quickly replied, saying simply, "I'm not HR."

Princess Jian Ling got angry: "So are you going to help me or not? [Hands on hips]"

Ye Guizhou teased her deliberately: "What will happen if I don't help you?"

Jian Ling angrily said, "I will complain to mom, saying that you bullied me, and to others, saying that you beat me. I will also complain to grandma, saying that you didn't give me food!"

She brought up a lot of backers, but Ye Guizhou couldn't afford to offend any of them.

Ye Guizhou pinched his brow and raised the white flag of surrender: "I'll give you the company HR's WeChat and ask her to help you change it. By the way, I'll tell you what to pay attention to during the interview."

Jian Ling instantly calmed down and sent him an emoticon of a little girl sitting and waiting obediently.

Later, Ye Guizhou sent her a WeChat business card, which was from his company's senior HR, Ms. Zhao, who was said to be able to handle all interview questions.

Jian Ling was sociable by nature. After adding her on WeChat, she first sweetly called her "sister", then excitedly expressed her admiration for her. She also pretended to be apologetic and said that she hoped she had not delayed her work time, and finally got to the point.

Ms. Zhao had already been coaxed into a frenzy by her sweet mouth and happily helped her revise her resume and taught her interview skills.

In order to pursue her dream, oh no, in order to pursue a man, Jian Ling took a pen and took notes in a notebook very seriously. She wrote densely on three pages, comparable to a senior high school student who was about to take the college entrance examination.

Jian Ling studied intensively for four days, and now she is ready for anything except the east wind.

On the day of the interview, she got up early on purpose and sat in the dressing room of dozens of square meters. She glanced at her dresses and casual clothes one by one, and sadly found that she had no formal clothes.

So sad!

She only remembered to pay attention to the various questions asked by the interviewer, and completely forgot that Ms. Zhao had reminded her that attire was also an assessment item.

Jian Ling rummaged through rows of clothes, and in desperation, she chose a white shirt with puff sleeves and paired it with black suspender trousers, which was relatively formal.

After changing her clothes, she turned around in front of the full-length mirror and tied her hair into a fluffy ponytail. She looked quite decent and there should be nothing wrong with it. Then she took out a pair of small leather shoes from the shoe cabinet and put them on.

The interview was scheduled for ten o'clock in the morning, so there was plenty of time. Jian Ling ate breakfast leisurely at home, refused the driver's offer to send her off, and took a taxi to Cheng Group.

She sat by the window in the back seat of the taxi, looking at the shops and high-rise buildings that were constantly receding, and finally fixed her eyes on one of the towering buildings.

Jian Ling looked up at the silver-gray logo at the top of the building and smiled brightly.

Cheng Zhixu, here I come!
　This kid is so fierce that he went straight to other people's company. Hahahahahahahaha.

　　Cheng Zhixu, prepare to face the critical hit!!!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)