Yu Qinglian blushed when Zhao Ying asked her this, and quickly shook her head and said, "No, it's not what you think. Teacher Zhao, you're so annoying."
Zhao Ying couldn't stop giggling. She knew that Yu Qinglian had such a simple personality, even simpler than many students.
Since she was unwilling to admit it, maybe she was just a man she had just met and was planning to date, so she didn't bother to say anything more.
However, Zhao Ying's eyes accidentally fell on the bicycle in Lin Yi's hand, and she snorted lightly with a sense of superiority and contempt.
I couldn't help but sigh in my heart. Yu Qinglian is so stupid. The people pursuing her in school are not good. They are not good people with excellent conditions. It is said that Jiang Shuo, the former head of the English group, once pursued her.
It almost worked, but who knew that Yu Qinglian later refused again.
Many women in the English group were eyeing the handsome and charming Jiang Shuo. When they saw that Yu Qinglian had rejected them, they thought that she had found someone better, but who knew that she had found someone who rode a cyclist.
At this moment, the owner of the black Lexus parked the car in the parking space and got out.
This middle-aged man has a big belly and a greasy face, but the Tudor watch and crocodile leather belt on his wrist are very conspicuous.
As soon as he saw Yu Qinglian, the man's eyes lit up, but as for Lin Yi, he completely ignored him.
"This, isn't this Mr. Li?" Yu Qinglian said with a little surprise.
After graduation, she worked as a copywriter in a company for a period of time, working under Mr. Li.
"Qinglian, how have you been lately?" Mr. Li said with a smile.
Seeing Mr. Li's behavior, Zhao Ying leaned closer with some jealousy, and Mr. Li took the opportunity to put his arms around her slender waist.
"Qinglian, who is this? Why don't you introduce him?" Although Mr. Li said he wanted to introduce Lin Yi, his eyes were glancing in other directions.
"This is Brother Lin Yilin, who works for the Ning Group." Yu Qinglian gave a brief introduction.
Mr. Li smiled contemptuously. Seeing Lin Yi pushing a bicycle with a pack of cigarettes worth five yuan in his mouth, he knew without a doubt that he must be doing a low-level job in the Ning Group.
"Oh, Xiaolin, hello, hello." Mr. Li once again put on the tone and airs of a leader, looking down at Lin Yi, and then continued to look at Yu Qinglian with a smile.
"Qinglian, how are you doing in school? School is too hard. Why don't you come to our company? As long as you are willing to come, the monthly salary starts at 8,000 yuan, with five insurances and one housing fund, and two days off a week."
Yu Qinglian tucked the black hair that had fallen on her cheeks back behind her ears. She was a little uncomfortable with Mr. Li's enthusiasm, and smiled awkwardly, "Thank you, Mr. Li, but I really like the work at the school. Although it's hard, I feel very satisfied. No need."
"What? Satisfied? What is that? Qinglian, you have to think carefully, how much can the school give you? You are so kind-hearted, and you don't accept gray income. I know you will not make much money." Mr. Li said.
Lin Yi knew that the gray income he mentioned was nothing more than receiving red envelopes from parents and private tutoring classes, etc.
Yu Qinglian would definitely not make this kind of dirty money, so her salary is indeed not high.
"Mr. Li, sometimes work cannot be measured by money. If you are not happy, then even if you are paid $100,000 a month, what is the difference between working every day and being tortured?" Lin Yi did not like Mr. Li's theory, so he could not help but retort.
Hearing Lin Yi's remarks, Mr. Li snorted with disdain.