Chapter 188 Being Bullied

Zheng Yue's changes caught the attention of the roommates.

【Yang Xin: I checked the computer just now, and the cheapest one of hers costs 8000! 】

【Leng Yan: ...Everyone has his own aspirations. 】

Although it was not a certainty, both Leng Yan and Yang Xin acquiesced that Zheng Yue must have "borrowed" some external forces.

Of course Zheng Yue can’t afford a computer, let alone 8000, she has less than 500 besides the scholarship.

This computer was given to her by Nankang. It is said that she can take the work from the company back to the dormitory and continue to do it, so that she doesn't have to stay in the company late every day.

Zheng Yue originally declined, but Nankang's attitude was tough and he had enough reasons to convince her.

"Students still have to study hard, this computer is not given to you for free." Nan Kang smiled understandingly.

Then he put the computer on Zheng Yue's work desk with an unquestionable attitude.

"Computers are what every employee should have, and they are also for work." He spoke with a soothing touch.

What Zheng Yue said following him, Nan Kang easily dispelled her original resistance, and finally she nodded in a daze without knowing what was going on.

When she came to her senses, she saw herself returning to the dormitory with the computer in her hands.

And there is also a skirt that she hid on the bed, which was also written by Nan Kang.

He said that he was going to accompany him to meet clients this weekend, and bought it for Zheng Yue in the name of employee benefits. The moon-white dress was very suitable for her. The first time she saw this dress, Nankang had already outlined Zheng Yue's dress. The appearance of the upper body.

Tomorrow is the weekend, Zheng Yue is curiously immersed in the computer she has never used before, and she is nervous about meeting the client tomorrow, she doesn't even notice that her roommates treat her strangely.

At this moment, Murong Qiao didn't pay attention to Zheng Yue. She occasionally watched what Yang Xin and Leng Yan were talking about, and was discussing the company with Jiang Chi.

【About Shi Yang, I plan to take advantage of the popularity of the Internet to release an album. 】Jiang Chi singled out this matter.

Jiang Chi has rich experience, and it is more than enough for the company to arrange for him now, but Shi Yang is now considered to be one of the more prominent artists among the many artists, and Jiang Chi is willing to devote a lot of extra energy to train him.

After all, he is a good seedling. Seeing that Shi Yang is so popular, Jiang Chi's soul that belongs to the manager is also eager to move.

【Okay, everyone else as usual, report any bad news to me as soon as possible. ] Murong Qiao returned to him.

She said this is not groundless. In her last life, Murong Qiao vaguely remembered that there was a time when the entertainment industry was very troubled, and many celebrity scandals were flying everywhere.

Although I don't know if these people under my command will be involved, Jiang Chi must pay more attention to prevent problems before they happen.

【I've made a note of this, and Shi Yang's album has released a DEMO (audition) and I'll send it to you later. ] Jiang Chi ended the topic.

The news about Shi Yang's new song preheating has already been sent out after the live broadcast, so the company has been very busy these two days.

Although artists generally don't get too much attention from their bosses, Shi Yang is the first to become popular in their company, and Jiang Chi and Murong Qiao value it very much.

Murong Qiao responded and planned to go to bed. Anyway, she planned to spare time to go to the company tomorrow weekend. There is no rush to deal with these matters tomorrow.

One night passed, the temperature dropped sharply, and the breath was a little foggy, which made the blood in the body cool down.

But Zheng Yue was very excited, and the blush on her cheeks hadn't disappeared since the morning.

"I'll be there right now." She sent a voice message to Nankang.

She put on the moon-white dress, and there was even a pair of high heels for her in the box.

Looking at the mirror in the dormitory, Zheng Yue looked at the beautiful person in the mirror in disbelief, and couldn't believe it was herself.

Zheng Yuezi is not bad. Although her appearance is not outstanding, she is more gentle than her. The face that is always hidden under the bangs of the glasses case is revealed today. Coupled with the softness of last month's white, she seems to have changed. one person.

Gentle and pleasant, soft and white like a touch of open-air lily, with a bit of green flavor, which makes people want to pick it more and more.

She almost couldn't wait to go out and walked towards the school gate.

Along the way, many people's eyes fell on Zheng Yue, which made her even more excited.

It's a pity that this jump of joy didn't last long, and was interrupted by the person who appeared in front of him.

"Hey, isn't this our good student?" It's the girl who was raped by Zheng Yue last time.

Her name is Mu Yuran, and she is notoriously difficult to mess with. She is also a friend of Feng Xinyao, the school belle.

Zheng Yue turned pale immediately when she saw her, and immediately took two steps back. Seeing Feng Xinyao standing behind Mu Yuran, she suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart.

"Sorry, I still have something to do." Zheng Yue said softly.

She didn't want to interact with these people, and she didn't dare to provoke them again.

The loss of her job earlier made Zheng Yue realize that the school belle doesn't seem to be as friendly to others as she appears on the surface.

"Don't go, Zheng Yue, why are you dressed so nicely?" Mu Yuran didn't like her.

She still remembers the last time she spilled rice, how could she let Zheng Yue go so easily when she met Zheng Yue again this time.

Zheng Yue pursed her lips and stood there with a pale face, and Feng Xinyao felt even more unhappy when she looked silent.

I thought that letting her lose her job last time was enough to teach Zheng Yue a lesson, but I didn't expect Zheng Yue to look better now than before.

The moon-white color of the skirt made Feng Xinyao feel dazzling, and at the same time gave Mu Yuran a new idea.

"Don't talk?" Mu Yuran narrowed his eyes, and suddenly laughed again.

She bit the straw, looked at the half cup of milk tea left in her hand, and let go of her hand the next second.

Snapped.

The moment the milk tea landed, the liquid splashed out of the fragile cup, and by coincidence, it fell at Zheng Yue's feet, staining her skirt.

Looking at the smudges on the moon, Zheng Yue couldn't help but her eyes turned red, her lips trembled and she couldn't speak.

"I'm sorry." Mu Yuran smiled in a good mood, without any apology in his words.

Seeing that Zheng Yue's eyes were red, Mu Yuran hummed happily and pulled Feng Xinyao away, regardless of the consequences she caused.

The sunless sky was cold and the wind was bleak, scattered fallen leaves were blown to Zheng Yue's feet, which made her even more aggrieved.

But time was running out, so Zheng Yue had no choice but to continue her journey in this suit.

But how can she meet clients like this?

Zheng Yue felt a great sense of panic in her heart, she didn't want to lose this hard-won job.

The treatment is good, the salary is high, and the boss is also considerate. It is almost a heavenly enjoyment. Zheng Yue was so panicked that her lips lost all color, and she stood there with cold hands and feet, her mind was full of what to do.

She took a taxi to go to the company almost in a panic, ignoring the joke-like eyes of other employees, and walked into her room quickly, tears finally flowed out uncontrollably.

"Woo..." Full of grievances, Zheng Yue collapsed and crouched on the ground.

"What's the matter?" Nankang came in and saw Zheng Yue squatting on the ground crying, and asked in a soft voice.

But Zheng Yue was crying so hard that she couldn't breathe. Now that she heard someone caring about her, she suddenly couldn't hold back her emotions like a flood burst. The tears seemed to flow endlessly, and she cried even more fiercely.

"They, they all bullied me..." Zheng Yue cried intermittently.