But for Huang Bao today, it is also a good choice.
At least being a security guard in a factory sounds stable.
In his current situation, what he needs most is stability.
Huang Bao really found it hard to refuse.
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Chapter 722: Sad and self-blaming
Xu Xiuwen saw his excitement and said, "Since you don't object, I'll take it as your consent. Let me give you a phone number. You can contact her. She will tell you where the factory is and how to join the company. If you have any questions, you can always ask her."
Huang Bao thanked him repeatedly and said that he would work hard and would never let Xu Xiuwen down.
Then Xu Xiuwen told Huang Bao Xu Qian's number.
After doing all this.
Xu Xiuwen glanced at Huang Bao.
He still retained some of the temperament of a veteran, but his clothes were very old and no one knew how long he had worn them. He looked poor and shabby.
Xu Xiuwen thought for a moment and said, "Come with me, I'll take you somewhere."
Huang Bao was stunned and asked, "Benefactor, where are we going?"
Xu Xiuwen smiled and said, "Don't call me benefactor anymore. My name is Xu Xiuwen. After you join us, you can call me Boss Xu or President Xu. It's up to you. For now, you can just call me by my name."
Huang Bao said: "Then I'll just call you Boss Xu."
"what ever."
Then Xu Xiuwen drove Huang Bao to a nearby shopping mall and bought some clothes.
Afraid that Huang Bao would not accept them, Xu Xiuwen bought him some cheaper clothes.
Even so, Huang Bao was very grateful.
Looking at the man's red eyes.
A lot of things are left unsaid.
Xu Xiuwen patted him on the shoulder and said, "Work hard, there is nothing in life that you can't overcome."
In fact, Xu Xiuwen was thinking of himself.
In his previous life, he was about the same age as Huang Bao.
It would be fine if a man of this age was successful in his career.
How difficult life would be if your career failed.
Only the man himself knows.
At that time, he wished there was a noble person who could help him.
But he didn't meet any noble person.
And now, Xu Xiuwen doesn't mind being Huang Bao's benefactor.
At noon, Xu Xiuwen invited Huang Bao to have a meal again, and then drove Huang Bao to the bus station.
After sending Huang Bao away.
Xu Xiuwen was in a good mood.
After all, it was a good thing.
He can't help every person who is suffering.
But being able to help someone always makes you feel good.
After leaving the bus station.
It's already one o'clock.
This point in time.
Xu Xiuwen can go back to find Xiao Youran.
But after picking up the phone, he hesitated for a moment and finally chose to call Song Siyu.
What he was thinking was that he had already accompanied Xiao Youran for a whole day yesterday, and he would continue to accompany Xiao Youran in the evening.
It's rare to have some time in the afternoon, so why not spend some time with Song Siyu.
Song Siyu was obviously a little surprised when she received the call.
However, after knowing Xu Xiuwen's purpose, he immediately agreed.
Half an hour later.
The underground garage of Jiaotong University Library.
This is the safest place Xu Xiuwen could find.
Xu Xiuwen parked the car and didn't see Song Siyu.
Just wanted to make a phone call.
Song Siyu walked out from the corner of the fire escape.
After Song Siyu got in the car.
Xu Xiuwen looked at the girl affectionately.
Song Siyu pretended not to see it and asked softly, "What do you want from me?"
Xu Xiuwen smiled and said, "You are my girlfriend, shouldn't I look for you?"
Song Siyu curled her lips, "Your girlfriend is Xiao Youran, not me."
Xu Xiuwen said: "Don't underestimate yourself. You are no less important to me than You Ran."
Song Siyu smiled faintly, but not with happiness, but with a hint of sarcasm.
She asked back, "Really? Then break up with her and concentrate on being with me."
Xu Xiuwen stopped talking immediately.
There was more mockery on Song Siyu's face.
Xu Xiuwen was also a little annoyed.
You should know that he did not go to accompany Xiao Youran, but chose to accompany Song Siyu.
The result was just ridicule.
No one would feel good if they were in this situation.
"Why don't you say anything? Are you afraid to break up? Or are you reluctant to break up? Then don't talk about weight."
Xu Xiuwen simply gave up.
He nodded and said, "You are right, I can't bear to break up with You Ran. I won't break up with her either. You Ran and I have been childhood sweethearts, and you and I have only known each other for a short time. Why should I break up with her for you? Besides, You Ran is well-behaved, pretty, and has a good figure. I would be crazy to break up with her."
Song Siyu also got annoyed when she heard what Xu Xiuwen said.
"Then why did you come to see me? Go find her instead!"
"Yes, I came to you because I was crazy. I came to you deliberately to listen to your ridicule because I was crazy! I should have gone to her directly."
Song Siyu was so angry.
"Then don't come to see me again in the future." Song Siyu said angrily and was about to open the door and get out of the car.
She thought she could control Xu Xiuwen.
But Xu Xiuwen remained indifferent.
And it only took one sentence to make her stop all her actions.
Xu Xiuwen said: "If you get off the car, we will break up and we won't contact each other again."
This sentence is so cruel!
It was so heartless that even Song Siyu was caught off guard.
In fact, she was sarcastic only because she was a little unhappy that Xu Xiuwen accompanied Xiao Youran yesterday but not her.
All she wanted was Xu Xiuwen to coax her.
But Xu Xiuwen turned his back on him and even said such heartless words.
She was sad, but she didn't dare to get off the car.
After all, she still couldn't bear to leave Xu Xiuwen.
Nor dare to take risks.
Song Siyu's eyes suddenly became moist.
She stared at Xu Xiuwen and said, "Asshole! I hate you so much! Why can you be so tolerant towards Youran, but so cruel to me! Can't you just give in?"
Song Siyu was really sad at this moment and wanted to cry.