Diary of Getting Rich Quick in the South

"No home?"

Guo Qingqing looked even more puzzled: "Brother Chen, did you and your wife have a fight?"

I shook my head: "I don't have a girlfriend."

"and you……"

Guo Qingqing looked at me in shock, her lips moved but she didn't say anything, and her gaze was particularly strange.

I don't know what she was thinking, but that look in her eyes felt like a slap across my face, burning with pain.

I forced a smile and said, "Be careful, I'm leaving now."

They turned and left almost as if fleeing.

Before I had walked twenty meters, I heard Guo Qingqing calling me from behind.

"Brother Chen, Brother Chen, wait a minute."

I turned my head and saw Guo Qingqing running up to me, her little face flushed.

"Brother Chen, I just discussed it with Zhang Jing. If you don't mind, you can stay at our place."

What!

I looked at her in surprise. Was this appropriate?

"No need."

I was somewhat tempted, but I felt it wasn't appropriate to stay at someone's house so soon after we met.

"Brother Chen, please don't postpone it. Zhang Jing and I share a two-bedroom apartment. We usually squeeze in together, so the room is just sitting empty anyway. We two women aren't afraid, so what are you afraid of?"

Zhang Jing also came up and teased with a smile, "That's right, Brother Chen, if you don't come, Qingqing can only bother me when she's in heat. If you come, I can finally escape this misery."

Guo Qingqing blushed furiously and stomped her foot angrily: "Zhang Jing!"

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything, alright? I'm just saying, can you guys hurry up? I'm really sleepy."

Zhang Jing yawned impatiently.

It was almost four o'clock, and the night market stalls had already closed up shop.

I hesitated for a moment but didn't insist anymore, and said thank you.

"Qingqing, Zhang Jing, I haven't found a job yet this month. If I find a job next month, I will pay the other half of the rent."

I know that if I say this, my glorious image as Land Rover will plummet.

But since we're going to be sleeping under bridges anyway, who cares about appearances?

Guo Qingqing was taken aback, then smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay. Brother Chen, I know you're going through a tough time right now, but setbacks are temporary. I believe you can definitely make a comeback."

Zhang Jing, also holding Guo Qingqing's arm, nodded with a smile: "That's right, everyone says that if you want to be a general's wife, you have to marry him when he's still a lowly soldier. You two are down on your luck, and you haven't even found a job yet. What a perfectly matched pair of star-crossed lovers!"

"Zhang Jing! If you don't speak, no one will think you're mute!"

"Okay, okay, I'll shut up!"

Zhang Jing put her hand to her mouth and mimed zipping up a zipper.

Enraged, Guo Qingqing raised her hand and chased after him to hit him.

Watching the two of them bickering and joking along the way, my mood inexplicably improved.

This must be what youth should be like.

Soon, we arrived at the house rented by Zhang Jing and Guo Qingqing.

Although it has two bedrooms and a living room, the area is not large, only about 80 square meters, and the layout is not good.

The living room and bathroom are huge. After barely fitting a 1.5-meter bed and a dressing table in the master bedroom, you have to squeeze through the remaining passageway by turning sideways.

Seeing me staring at her, Guo Qingqing blushed and said somewhat shyly, "Brother Chen, I know you're used to living in big houses. My room is a bit small, so I hope you don't mind."

I quickly waved my hand: "No, no, it's very nice, it looks very cozy, and... I didn't live in a big house before, I come from the countryside, and I used to stay at my cousin's house. The Land Rover I drive also belongs to my cousin."

I didn't want to say it, as it would hurt my pride, but not saying it would make me feel like I was deliberately lying, and I felt extremely uneasy.

Guo Qingqing did not show any disdain in her eyes. She said softly, "Brother Chen, I have never judged you by your family background. Whether you live in a big house or you used to suffer in the countryside, what I value has never been external things like cars and houses, but you as a person."

"You're willing to be honest with me about these things, which makes me think you're sincere and open. Others might have to put on a show, but you don't need to feel inferior because of your background or circumstances. I believe you can definitely succeed!"

These words were like a warm current, striking the softest spot in my heart, making my nose tingle with emotion.

When I first met her, I mistook her for a gold digger. It seems I was judging her by my own petty standards and was wrong about her.

"Oh, so the young couple can't bear to separate? Why don't you two just sleep together instead, so you don't have to squeeze me in?"

Zhang Jing walked over at some point, crossed her arms, leaned against the door frame, and smiled at us.

Guo Qingqing blushed at what she said, glanced at me quickly, and lowered her head: "Brother Chen, don't listen to Zhang Jing's nonsense. That's just her personality. She's like a boy, she can't keep her mouth shut."

I smiled sheepishly.

To be honest, Guo Qingqing really does fit my aesthetic preferences.

With long, flowing hair, a white dress, and white sneakers, she spoke softly and gently, just like the ideal woman described online.

If I could, I would really like to pursue her.

But I quickly suppressed that thought.

What is my current situation?

He came from the countryside, was unemployed, penniless, and deeply in debt.

How can I, in my poverty, dare to enter the bustling world? How can I, with nothing to my name, dare to mislead a beautiful woman?

Zhang Jing yawned: "Qingqing, are you coming or not? If not, I'm going to go to sleep first. I'm so sleepy. I still need to look for a job tomorrow."

Guo Qingqing glanced at me shyly: "Brother Chen, I'll go to sleep now. You should get some rest too. Goodnight!"

"Good night!"

Lying in bed, the pillow and blanket were covered in Guo Qingqing's scent.

It's not a strong perfume scent, but a light, refreshing fragrance, like... the scent of youth.

Because the house has poor sound insulation, and our rooms are next to each other, I can basically hear Guo Qingqing and Zhang Jing chatting next door.

The topic of discussion was naturally me.

Zhang Jing has a fiery and outspoken personality, and she dares to say anything, which makes Guo Qingqing tickle her and laugh from time to time.

Listening to the two girls next door bickering, I slowly drifted off to sleep.

When they woke up the next day, Guo Qingqing and Zhang Jing were already up.

Because she was looking for a job, Zhang Jing didn't wear heavy makeup and dressed rather formally.

She wore light blue jeans, white sneakers, a white t-shirt, and a high ponytail.

Guo Qingqing was still wearing a white dress.

After quickly eating a few bites of breakfast, we went to the job market on Renmin Middle Road, hoping to try our luck and find a suitable job.

Guo Qingqing and Zhang Jing are art college graduates and are looking for tutoring jobs in musical instruments and dance.

Although I graduated with a computer science degree, finding a job is incredibly difficult.

Just as I was thinking about whether I should work as a waiter at a KTV, a particularly eye-catching figure appeared in the noisy and crowded crowd.

A tall, elegant woman with a cool and aloof aura leaned against the Maybach S480, looking at me calmly.

Zhang Dongting?

What is she doing here?

Did you come to see me on purpose, or was it just a coincidence?