Lingzi is not too cold today

Chapter 88 I Was Originally a Female Jiao'e
The live broadcast was completed smoothly, and the effect of the program was also very good.

Judging from the background data, Tong Fei'er was very satisfied.

"Phew, it's finally over, it's really suffering."

When going out, Gongsun Jin breathed a sigh of relief.

"You are very talkative, which is different from what I imagined."

Lin Xijun smiled slightly, slightly surprised.

"is it?"

Gongsun Jin asked back.

"Well, in front of the camera, you have a lot to say, and you don't look as cold as usual."

"But I can't do it. Whether it's on a variety show or a live broadcast, I forget what I want to say when I open my mouth."

Lin Xijun walked, a little envious.

"Maybe it's because I've done sales before."

Gongsun Jin said seriously.

"Have you ever worked in sales?"

Lin Xijun was greatly surprised.

"Well, life forces it."

Gongsun Jin said calmly.

"It's quite surprising. Your character doesn't look like someone who knows how to make sales."

"And your conditions are very good, no matter how poor you are, you won't be able to do sales, right?"

Lin Xijun didn't believe it.

"Many people have prejudices against the profession of sales, but in fact, each of us is a salesperson."

Gongsun Jin said leisurely.

"To survive in society is to sell yourself."

"The best commodity we can sell is ourselves."

"So, people who don't like to talk have to open their mouths to talk."

"There is no room for introverts in this world."

Lin Xijun was thoughtful when he heard the words.

"So how long have you been in sales?"

"Two months."

Gongsun Jin spoke seriously.

"Only two months? Why?"

Lin Xijun couldn't help being a little curious.

Gongsun Jin sighed, and said in a voice that was a bit lonely and full of stories: "At that time, my boss was a rich young woman. She was in her 30s, fair-skinned and beautiful."

"Her family has three buildings in Shenzhen, and her daily life is to collect rent with a handbag, keys and a sack."

"One day she said to me, Xiao Jin, my sister likes you very much. Follow me, I will give you a house with four bedrooms and two halls."

"The price of the land in Shenzhen is 15 square meters per square meter. To buy a 150 square meter house there, I have to save money since the Tang Dynasty."

"So I decided that this kind of life couldn't go on."

"So I resigned. Life can't only be about living in front of you, but also living in the distance."

"I can live humble, but not humble."

Gongsun Jin spoke seriously, but Lin Xijun was skeptical.

"real or fake?"

Lin Xijun blinked.

"Of course it's fake. It was made up by a third-rate internet writer called "Abducted Deer". Do you really believe it?"

Gongsun Jin glanced at her, wondering if the girl was stupid or naive.

"Hahaha, you always tell jokes in a serious manner, and you can't tell the truth from the fake at all."

Lin Xijun laughed until the corners of his eyes burst into tears.

In fact, it's not all lies, what he said was in the previous life.

After graduating from university, looking for a job repeatedly hit a wall, so I made do with finding a job in sales to make the transition.

One is to earn some extra money, and the other is to exercise your communication skills and language skills.

In his previous life, he was not good at speech. When he chose to be a salesman, he suffered a lot, but he still had to open his mouth to make money.

Because of his handsome appearance, he is very popular among female customers.

Beautiful young women in their thirties, and girls in their seventeenth and eighteenth year olds were all willing to chat with him.

Over time, he became eloquent in front of clients.

See people talking, see ghosts talking.

The boss is a beautiful young woman in her 30s. She is well maintained. Her figure makes many young teenagers dream about it.

There were many times when he and his co-workers messed up things, and the co-workers were always scolded by the boss.

But he only needs to smile and say a few words of praise for her, and she can be coaxed into giggling and in a good mood.

Shenzhen makes money and Shenzhen spends money, and one part wants to take it home.

Renting a house in a village in the city, eating pig's knuckles every day is a common situation for college students who have just graduated.

And because he is handsome, the boss generously provided him with a rented house, and even waived the rent.

Even the work assigned to him is very easy. He fishes every day in the company, and the boss doesn't say anything, and even often chats with him.

Colleagues come and go in the wind and rain, soliciting orders everywhere to find customers.

But he can sit leisurely in the office blowing on the air conditioner, drinking tea and chatting with the beautiful boss.

From time to time, he told two nasty jokes, which made the pretty boss look shy and coquettish.

Since then, he has felt that the essence of sales is not to sell products, but to sell himself.

His job is to please the rich lady boss and please her.

Then accompany her to the reception to save face in front of a bunch of rich wives.

As a newcomer to society, he always felt nauseous whenever he saw these celebrities tear off their glamorous icing and expose their ugliness.

Lipstick, perfume, and the smell of alcohol were mixed together, sticking to him as if it would never be washed off.

Both men and women, the pursuit of desire is like a primitive animal.

So he hated alcohol very much, and even had an aversion to sex, and he couldn't smell women's fragrance for several years.

After living like this for two months, he received a wedding invitation.

Lily is married.

He was uncharacteristically at the reception that day, and was furious at the rich woman who was usually very beautiful.

In order to keep the appointment, he resolutely quit the job that his colleagues envied, and bought a ticket to go back.

Wearing an expensive suit bought for him by a rich woman, he entered the venue like a dog, and the guests thought he was the groom.

He drank a glass of wine at the wedding, followed suit, watched Lily holding flowers, heard her say "I do", and then turned and left.

The house rented to him by the rich woman kept his luggage, but he didn't take any of it with him.

Shenzhen is a city that he never wants to go back to, even though former colleagues often tell him that the boss, a beautiful rich woman, still misses him.

Later, he quit sales, never had such a comfortable job, and never talked to women.

Of course, every experience is a wealth.

He has always believed in this.

Later, when he became a glorious people's teacher, he often bragged with the students.

Teacher, I can also rely on my face to make a living.

(I said this is Xiaolu's personal experience, will you believe it?)
"By the way, aren't you hungry? Let me treat you to dinner! The lamb in the copper pot I went to last time was delicious!"

Lin Xijun sent out an invitation.

"No, I prefer to cook at home."

Gongsun Jin shook his head, waved his hands, and walked away alone.

"Ugh……"

Lin Xijun looked at his back, and waved his hand a little disappointed.

In the office, Shi Qing is discussing the schedule and subsequent performance matters with her assistant.

Seeing Gongsun Jin coming to the door, he asked softly, "Are you done?"

"Um!"

Gongsun Jin responded lightly.

"I'm sorry, Xiaojin. Aunt Qing still has a lot of things to do in the meeting. You can take Mengmeng home first."

"She's in your aunt Tong's office."

Shi Qing looked apologetic.

"Well, I can understand."

Gongsun Jin nodded slightly, walked towards Tong Xiaoyu's office without saying anything.

The moment he entered the door, he was slightly taken aback.

"Ahhh! Godmother, let me go."

I saw Zhuang Xiaomeng, who was cold and arrogant in the past, was holding Tong Xiaoyu's arm at this moment, acting softly like a little girl.

It's nothing like her.

"Ah! Let's go, let's let you go."

Tong Xiaoyu hurriedly agreed, smiling softly.

Hearing the movement at the door, the two looked together.

"Little guy, are you here to find Mengmeng?"

Tong Xiaoyu squinted her eyes and raised her brows slightly.

The look of eye contact was very similar to the beautiful young woman in his memory.

When I met Tong Xiaoyu before, his talkativeness and emotional intelligence were nothing like him.

Only then did Gongsun Jin suddenly understand why he could say so many things to make Tong Xiaoyu happy.

It turns out that every experience has left a strong stroke in his soul.

"Not all, let's take a look at Aunt Tong by the way."

"I haven't seen her for a while, but Aunt Tong is still radiant and beautiful."

Gongsun Jin blurted out these words very skillfully.

And when he said these words, he still looked sincere.

When Zhuang Xiaomeng heard this, he always felt that he was a little strange.

"Heck~ The little guy's mouth is so sweet, come here!"

Tong Xiaoyu covered her mouth and smiled coquettishly, beckoning to Gongsun Jin.

Gongsun Jin came over, and when he sat down beside her, he could smell a strong scent of rose water.

The scent of the perfume reminded him of the wives he had met with the rich woman in his previous life.

It is very fragrant, and there is a rotten taste of luxury.

He has no way of knowing about Tong Xiaoyu's private life, and he has never heard Shi Qing mention it.

So it is impossible to judge whether she is the same as those rich wives who have a lot of fun.

"The live broadcast is over?"

Zhuang Xiaomeng asked.

"Well, Aunt Qing will be busy for a while. Let's go first. Do you want to go back?"

Gongsun Jin said.

"No hurry, it's still early, let's play for a while."

Zhuang Xiaomeng pressed the handle, and started another round a little unconvinced, but Tong Xiaoyu still managed to handle it.

From Gongsun Jin's point of view, these two people are playing very well.

Tong Xiaoyu played Street Fighter, but only stayed at the level of being able to use skills, and of course she couldn't perform combos.

Compared with a rookie like Zhuang Xiaomeng who didn't even know any skills, he was naturally much better.

"Ah, I can't beat it! Godmother, don't use your skills."

"I'll teach you."

Gongsun Jin really couldn't stand it anymore, and couldn't help but said aloud.

"Row."

Zhuang Xiaomeng handed him the game controller.

Gongsun Jin manipulated the ghost, and the remaining blood pierced through three.

Seeing that Chunli also fell under the instant prison murder in the end, Tong Xiaoyu screamed in anger.

"Can't you let me? Bully me an old aunt, right?"

Zhuang Xiaomeng watched from the side, giggling.

"Aunt Tong is not an old aunt, she looks like a beautiful sister."

Gongsun Jin won't let people play games.

For example, when playing basketball in high school, I happened to meet a leader from the Education Bureau who came to inspect the school.

The leader watched several students and teachers playing basketball on the playground, so he joined in with itchy hands.

Gongsun Jin found that this group of teachers and students were very fake, so weak rebounds and slow layups could not be intercepted, and the leaders applauded as soon as they scored a goal.

So he couldn't stand it anymore and went into battle in person.

Then the leader never scored a goal again. Every time the leader made a shot, he would take off and block the shot.

In that game, he always felt that he was playing nine against one.

The teammates tried their best not to let him score, and frantically passed the ball to the leader.

But he showed his might and shaved the leader's head in the second half.

When the leader left, he was all smiles and looked at him with admiration.

The teachers also smiled and looked at him intriguingly.

"Hehe, I really look like a beautiful sister?"

Tong Xiaoyu put down the handle and came over.

Seeing Gongsun Jin wrinkled her nose, intending to step aside, she narrowed her eyes slightly.

"Don't like the smell of perfume?"

"I'm not used to it. None of the women I've met have perfume on them."

"Maybe it's because they are all girls, not women."

Gongsun Jin said with a smile.

"Yes, after all, you are only a child now."

Tong Xiaoyu nodded slightly, her beautiful eyes slanted slightly, and her red lips parted slightly: "Haven't you tasted a woman yet?"

Gongsun Jin shook his head.

Zhuang Xiaomeng's cheeks were slightly drunk, and Tong Xiaoyu was a little surprised that he would ask such a question.

"Hehe, you will understand when one day you know the beauty of women."

With sly eyes, she leaned close to Gongsun Jin's ear and blew lightly.

The tips of Gongsun Jin's ears were visibly reddened and hot.

"Hehe, even though he has a fluffy mouth, he is still a very innocent little guy."

"I'm also relieved to get along with Xiaomeng."

Tong Xiaoyu smiled at Zhuang Xiaomeng with deep meaning in her eyes.

Zhuang Xiaomeng turned her face away, avoiding her eyes.

"Is it time to go home? Yuyu is still waiting to eat."

Seeing the message "Brother, I'm hungry (poor)" from Zhuang Xiaoyu, Gongsun Jin suddenly remembered that there was a younger sister at home.

"Oh, I forgot if you didn't tell me. I haven't mentioned her for so long, the author almost forgot about this trick."

Zhuang Xiaomeng slapped his head, and suddenly remembered that his sister was still at home, waiting for them to go back.

"Goodbye, Aunt Tong!"

"Goodbye godmother!"

"Come and play again when you have time!"

Looking at the backs of Gongsun Jin and Zhuang Xiaomeng leaving, Tong Xiaoyu smiled and waved.

After the two left, the room fell silent.

Tong Xiaoyu put down the handle in a dispirited manner, feeling a little lonely, kicked off her shoes, her feet in black stockings wobbled restlessly.

Rose red toes are swinging in the black yarn, like a few whitebaits struggling in the net.

Shi Qing is married.

And she has never been married or given birth to a child in her life.

Tong Fei'er was just a child she brought back from outside later.

To Zhuang Xiaomeng, she really regarded her as her own.

Helping Shiqing take care of the child, she didn't complain in her heart.

If possible, she would be willing to help Shi Qing take care of the child for the rest of her life.

Because she is Shi Qing.

Whenever she thinks of Shi Qing, the mist in her eyes is always gentle.

She pinched her fingers and began to sing faintly, imitating the singing of Peking Opera.

"I was originally a girl, not a man."

(End of this chapter)