Zhou Qiong didn't understand. She knew very clearly the temptation of her face and figure. Especially, both of them were drunk.

The young and sunny in front of her is full of vitality, especially the shyness that she dares not open her eyes when facing each other, which makes her unable to help but want to tease her.

Before opening the door, Zhou Qiong hesitated for three seconds. As a 27-year-old mature woman, she didn't mind what happened.

I also thought this little boy could not resist the temptation!

But after entering the door, the other party's eyes were as clear as a lake, without any evil thoughts.

Can't wait...find noodles!

The drunkard's intention is to drink, which makes Zhou Qiong a little...Is it the young man crooked?

It shouldn't be. When the two of them leaned against each other in the car, they obviously felt his body tense and his breathing was rapid.

At this moment, he sat in front of him blankly without any reaction.

Xiao Yiruo was a little confused: "Sister Qiong."

"Ah..." Zhou Qiong raised her head.

“????????????????????????????????????????????????????!”

Zhou Qiong: "What??? I can't understand Japanese."

“This is not Japanese.”

"I can't understand Mongolian words either." Zhou Qiong felt a little embarrassed inexplicably.

“This is not Mongolian, it is Arabic.”

"Huh?!" Zhou Qiong tilted her head, a strand of black hair hanged naturally, and she stretched out her right hand and hung it behind her ear: "You are not a graduate of Communication University, do you teach Arabic now?"

Xiao Yiruo did not answer, and said a difficult language again.

"What does it mean?" Zhou Qiong was puzzled.

"Black holes are a celestial body with extremely dense and small bodies that exist in the universe in modern general theory of relativity."

Zhou Qiong:......

You are fooling me, she turned on her phone and translated in a simultaneous way.

It's actually true.

So, I returned to the previous topic, where did I learn it.

Xiao Yiruo casually said, "My mother taught me when she was a child."

"So aunt is so awesome." Zhou Qiong believed it, stood up, came to Xiao Yiruo and sat down: "Xiao Xiao, do you want to make extra money?"

Xiao Yiruo's brain was twitching and he protected his chest with both hands: "Sister Qiong, I'm not selling my body or art."

"What a mess." Zhou Qiong patted him, but he didn't try hard: "I'm serious about you, don't my sister have dinner with the client at night?

He is a rich man from Yemen who can't speak English. The company invited the translator to come with half a bucket of water. It's so embarrassing to talk to the dinner party.

The boss is almost in a hurry and gives the death order to ask the reception staff to find a professional translator tomorrow. You also know that our Dong'an is not big, and it probably has no problem in English, Japanese, and Korean. Arabic is a special language after all, you wait."

Zhou Qiong has always been decisive in his work, without any delay. He took the computer, clicked a few times to find a contract.

"Come on, interview!"

Xiao Yiruo knew what she meant, Jilibu, Jilibu, Zhou Qiong looked at her phone and smiled. This is too awesome. There is basically no difference, the most important thing is that there is no lag.

As a contract, many matters are based on relevant professional terms, and they are worthy of being a little man who understands black holes.

"Ok!" She stretched out her hand: "Go to the company with me at 10 o'clock tomorrow morning. Regardless of whether the contract has been negotiated, I will pay three thousand yuan or not?"

"Do it!" Xiao Yiruo did not hesitate at all.

"Okay," Zhou Qiong looked at his outfit: "Are there any more formal clothes, suits, leather shoes, etc."

"Yes, yes." Xiao Yiruo had a suit hidden in his closet. He bought it for more than 1,000 yuan. He wore it once during the interview and never had the chance to take it out again.

"I'll knock on the door at nine o'clock and I'll clean it up for you."

"receive!"

Then, Xiao Yiruo was invited out.

When he got home, he was quite sad. It seemed that people still had to master the skills. After working hard on the TV station for a month, it was not as good as someone else's words, and he didn't know what to say.

The system is still a great pen, I didn’t feel anything unusual, I just knew it.

The check-in button on the interface temporarily turned gray again, and the next time I checked in, there were also three question marks, which made Xiao Yiruo look forward to it and tossed and turned on the bed for a long time before falling asleep.

At 7:30 in the morning, I was woken up by the video and it was my mother.

"What time is it, don't get up?" The roar of the Lion in Hedong came.

"Today's weekend." Xiao Yiruo moaned in pain.

"Eh? Is it the weekend?" My mother thought for a while, and it seemed like hey: "So what about the weekend? I don't work harder at such a young age. Will any girl take a look at you in the future?"

Xiao’s mother is not very old and got married and had children very early. She has good care of herself. She is the same as her 30s. Xiao Yiruo’s eyes are hereditary, big, virtuous, and her eyelashes are particularly long.

His personality is also as he follows his mother, carefree, not as quiet as his father.

"I've just graduated, why are you anxious about?"

"Now the ratio of men and women is uneven. If you don't start earlier, what should you do if you really play a bachelor's life? Who will inherit the family property?"

"Family property, do you mean the ten acres of farmland left by grandpa?"

"Don't underestimate it. If you publish it one day, do you know?"

I have to say that my mother has a very good mentality. The three acres of land were instilled in Xiao Yiruo since she was a child. It’s okay, if our family has a piece of land, it might suddenly become valuable one day.

"Hahaha, let the girl go back to farm with me?" Xiao Yiruo sneered.

"After all, it's a piece of land!" My mother disagreed.

She is completely different from other parents. She has instilled with her son since high school that her daughter-in-law should find her earlier. If you have the ability to talk about one immediately, we will definitely not object.

"Ask you, if a girl asks you, if only ten yuan is enough, how much will you answer for her?"

Xiao Yiruo was helpless. His mother was too worried that he would not be able to marry a wife. Just like the spiritual chicken soup on WeChat, she not only sent it, but also had to do a test.

"Give her nine dollars!"

My mother nodded with satisfaction: "Where do you have 100,000?"

Xiao Yiruo hesitated a little and said righteously: "Give her all the ten dollars."

"...Xiao Yiruo, I told you that you are out of help." My mother yelled angrily: "Get up and have breakfast, I'm going to work."

Xiao Yiruo grew up in a normal family environment. His father is the workshop director of a textile factory in the county town, and his mother is the nurse in the hospital. He also bought a house in the county town. Although his family is not rich, he will not lack food and clothing. It can be said that he grew up healthily.

My mother works in the hospital all year round and is very decisive in her work. This has greatly affected her son's personality and she will not give up at all.

The consumption in Dong'an City is not cheap, so it costs more than ten or twenty yuan to eat a fast food outside and a bowl of noodles. Fortunately, the TV station has a canteen. My mother said that since she is at work, she will not pay the student union fee, but she will still give him two thousand yuan in her card every month.

As for parents, when they express their love, they often call them, and they just give them money.
Chapter completed!