Such a jerk, canât Ying Xiaoya avoid him if she canât afford to provoke him? Is it worth the trouble?
"If it were that simple. Heâs shameless and deliberately creates the impression at the factory that he and I have a close relationship. After giving me a ride home, he learned my address and shamelessly showed up at my door with a big bag of tonics. My mom really likes him and is practically ready to package me up and send me out the door!" Ying Xiaoya said with a face full of frustration.
"Canât you just tell your mom you donât like him?" Cheng Su asked with a laugh, "She canât force you to marry him, can she?"
"You havenât met my mom, you donât know what sheâs thinking. Sheâs been looking down on me for a long time, constantly talking about which girl got married and which one had a baby, while Iâm still an old maid who canât get married." Ying Xiaoya said, pouting.
"But she canât just force you upon meeting someone. I think that Zhang Yujun has quite the silver tongue, charming your mom beyond reason." Cheng Su said, narrowing her eyes.
She had seen through Zhang Yujunâs cunning heart at his self-introduction; it was quite deep, and Mother Ying was so eager for a son-in-law, wasnât this a perfect match?
Ying Xiaoya laughed at her funny take, "I think you could set up a fortune-telling stall. Your guesses are spot-on."
Cheng Su pursed her lips and smiled, cleared her throat, and suggested, "There are a couple of options: first, you could quit your job. Second: tell your parents, let them see heâs not trustworthy. Third: in front of everyone, make it clear you have no feelings for him beyond a superior-subordinate relationship, though of course, thatâs the last resort."
"Iâve just been assigned to start at the grassroots level, it hasnât even been three months, itâs not so easy to just quit. Besides, our factory is having a five-year celebration, and Iâve just been given the task to choreograph a dance performance with a group of female workers!" Ying Xiaoya said listlessly.
"Then tell your parents not to let him visit your house anymore, and avoid him. However, I advise you to leave that factory. Who knows what he might do if he gets crazier? Be careful and donât trust a word he says." Cheng Su said sympathetically.
Ying Xiaoya nodded.
"Stop worrying. Itâs really not worth it for someone like him. Once youâve done with this performance and if you really donât want to work there anymore, use your dadâs connections to go to a different factory." Cheng Su patted her shoulder and said, "Our company is also about to open, and if you donât mind, just come work for us. You can name your own salary."
"Really?" Ying Xiaoyaâs eyes lit up.
"Of course, itâs true. Youâre a college graduate, and our company needs someone like you. And you wouldnât be on the assembly line; youâd be in management, in an office. How does that sound?" Cheng Su smiled, paused, and then added, "But our company is just starting to grow, so if you come, youâll be trailblazing. We welcome you any time, as long as youâre not afraid of hard work!"
Ying Xiaoya laughed, "Then itâs settled. If I really become unemployed, you guys canât turn me away!"
"Donât worry about that, weâd be lucky to hire you!" Cheng Su laughed heartily, "Feeling better now? Ready to eat?"
Ying Xiaoya nodded and said, "Ask Uncle Song to make me some spicy chicken, Iâm going to eat my fill today."
"You got it!" Cheng Su said, laughing as she went to the kitchen to give the order. Ying Xiaoya, in the meantime, went back to chatting with Ning Ge.
From a distance, Cheng Su watched; such a nice girl shouldnât be spoiled by a scumbag like that. It would be utterly disgusting and regrettable. With that in mind, she felt an even greater aversion toward that Zhang Yujun.