newbobooks Chapter 1219 - 1208: Not One to Suffer in Silence
Chapter 1219 - 1208: Not One to Suffer in Silence
The original self lived a suffocated life, but Ye Qiu didn’t feel any burden in her heart because she was not the type to have a good temper. Everyone should be equal, so why should I make concessions to you?
As for the foster parents’ upbringing kindness, did I beg you to adopt me back then? If you weren’t prepared to truly raise a child, why adopt one? Don’t you know it could ruin a person?
Moreover, your adoption wasn’t out of pure charity but because you wanted to use this child to maintain your marriage and have this child support you in old age.
Since your purpose wasn’t pure from the beginning, the grace isn’t as great as you claim. Legally speaking, I have the responsibility and duty to support you, but this responsibility and duty cannot oblige me to repay with my whole life.
As for that sister with no blood relation, there’s even less reason to accommodate you. Are you a princess or an empress? What right do you have to order me around?
And those so-called relatives, did you ever provide me with food or drink? Why should I listen to your criticism? And you expect me to be reverent to you, where do you get the nerve?
Ye Qiu was mocking in her heart when the phone rang. She squinted at the caller ID and decisively hung up.
On the other side, Zhao Sen widened his eyes at the disconnected call, and the person next to him jeered, "Yo, Manager Zhao, did a subordinate just hang up on you? You’re not doing too well as a manager!"
Zhao Sen grew angrier as he redialed and explained, "Maybe it was accidentally cut off. I’ll try again."
Ye Qiu looked at the caller ID, decisively turned off the phone, and then left with her wallet.
Zhao Sen, unable to believe it, breathed heavily, staring at the phone in a daze.
"Hung up again, Manager Zhao. Looks like we can’t have this meal today. Why don’t you go ahead with your work, and we’ll reschedule?" a companion jested.
Zhao Sen forced a smile, "We’ll reschedule. Today, I was supposed to treat you. Sorry, the company has some matters to deal with."
"No rush, company matters should come first. But Manager Zhao, you might need to improve your management skills if an intern dares to give you the cold shoulder."
"She’s courting disaster," Zhao Sen said insidiously, "Sooner or later, she’ll face consequences."
The companion patted his shoulder, "Don’t be too harsh. Fresh graduates are all proud and stubborn. Just give them a light scolding."
Scolding lightly? Zhao Sen sneered internally. She made him lose face today, and he planned to make Ye Qiu kneel and beg him for forgiveness.
Meanwhile, after taking her wallet, Ye Qiu went straight to the computer city, got herself a good-performing laptop, then went to the mall to buy two outfits. After all that, she was left with only the last two hundred yuan.
In this world, she chose Hacker God as her skill. To make money, she needed a computer. Even though the one she bought fell short of her expectations, she couldn’t afford anything better.
Getting the computer, she immediately found the hacking forum website of this country and solved a long-standing problem in under an hour, quickly drawing everyone’s attention.
"God, is this really your contact information?" someone cautiously opened a small window.
"Yes." Ye Qiu replied coolly.
"Are you kidding me? Is God this approachable?" As they spoke, they threw a link, "Solve this problem, and I’ll believe you."
Ye Qiu didn’t hesitate and in less than ten minutes, she exited. The other side received the result and was left in shock, unable to recover.
"Boss, it’s really God. God solved the problem you posed in less than ten minutes." In a trendy office, a young guy with dyed yellow hair exclaimed.
"I saw." Responded a steady-looking man who seemed young, his eyes burning as he watched the computer.
"Boss, who do you think this God is? Why did they suddenly become so prominent on the forum and leave contact info, almost as if waiting to be found?"
"Just ask them. He’s probably not one for small talk."
Huang Mao followed the instruction: "God, did you come to the website for any particular purpose today?"
"Looking for a job." Ye Qiu replied decisively.
Huang Mao was stunned, then after a long pause, turned back with wide eyes: "Boss, God said she’s looking for a job."
"Are you sure you didn’t misunderstand? Does God need to look for a job?"
"Is getting a job this hardcore for God?"
The people in the office gathered around, speechless as they saw Huang Mao’s screen.
Huang Mao suddenly exclaimed, "Boss, haven’t we been facing a tough problem lately? Let’s get God into our office!"
"Yes, besides you, this is the closest I’ve ever been to a God!"
"But wouldn’t it be expensive to hire God?"
They all turned to their boss, Yi Chen, waiting for his decision.
Yi Chen pondered deeply, then had Huang Mao get up so he could contact Ye Qiu himself: "God, I recently started a studio and the compensation is good. Would you be willing to join us?"
"I only take private jobs." Ye Qiu quickly replied with these words.
Yi Chen had mixed feelings, both disappointment and relief. Disappointment because he missed the chance to meet God, relief because hiring God with his current finances would have forced him to scrimp and save.
But if it’s a private job, the payment won’t be as high as being on payroll, and that’s something he could afford.
"If God doesn’t mind, I actually have something I’d like your help with. Would you be available at the market rate?" Yi Chen sent the message.
"Sure, but if you also introduce me to other jobs, I can offer you a discount on yours."
Yi Chen’s curiosity piqued, but he still asked the question: "Can I ask why God suddenly wanted to take jobs?"
"I need money."
Need money?
Yi Chen and Huang Mao’s eyes widened. Even God needs money? And making it this way?
"What? Does making money this way demean me? Or do you think someone like me should just hack a bank system and transfer money to myself to make it worthwhile?"
Yi Chen and the others blushed awkwardly, quickly replying, "Of course not, it’s just unexpected. But you’re right, we can’t do anything illegal."
"Indeed, let’s get to the point. If you refer jobs to me, I’ll give you a ten percent discount on your future matters."
"Thank you, God." Yi Chen felt relieved. Don’t underestimate a ten percent discount; it saves quite a bit, and where else can he find such a talented God at the market rate? He hit the jackpot.