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"I was fired." YangMeng said.
YouQi only gave a simple "em". He didn't reveal any surprised expression, as if he had expected that YangMeng would be fired long ago; he was not even generous enough to show a little bit of sympathy towards YangMeng.
YangMeng's face was full of anguish, "An iron rice bowl (secure job) is gone just like that."
"You can be fired with just one word; can this even be called an iron rice bowl (secure job)?"
YouQi scoffed, "I really don't know what you are regretting about; just that one miserable job that's both tiring and lowly-paid."
"My working conditions may be ordinary, but I still have honor when I talk about it and there's a guarantee for my livelihood."
YouQi scoffed, "Eating knife-cut noodles every day and wearing the leftover goods from the zoo, where does your honor come from? You're almost thirty, with no car and no house, where does your guarantee of your livelihood come from?"
"Aren't I earning money now?" YangMeng glared at YouQi.
YouQi scoffed, "Where's the money? No need to give me extra; you just dig out one hundred thousand and I wouldn't bully you anymore."
YangMeng swallowed a few breaths of air; he looked at the fancy dishes on the table and then looked at the expensive clothes on YouQi. He got up to leave immediately, feeling like he was only inviting humiliation.
YouQi stopped him and pulled him next to himself.
"Why have you become so thin-skinned?"
YangMeng's handsome face tensed and his gaze was filled with deep sadness, "Forced to survive."
"How about this......" YouQi finally said out his thoughts, "Come and be my assistant, I guarantee that the salary would be many times higher than your previous salary. Your medical and housing issues would also be taken care of and you'll be given retirement pension when you're old. It's definitely a golden rice bowl (secure job), how about that?"
YangMeng fell into deep thoughts. He would definitely not take this job if it was before, it's still alright to serve other celebrities, but he really couldn't put aside his face to serve an old classmate. However the crux was that it was too hard to bear in the past few days. YangMeng couldn't find any suitable job anywhere. He didn't dare to go home also, for fear that his parents would find anything amiss. Hence he kept hiding the truth and the money he had was about to run out.
YouQi saw that YangMeng wavered for a bit and added a sentence hurriedly, "If you had really not wanted to be an assistant, how about being a bodyguard cum chauffeur! You know how to drive and were once a Policeman; being a bodyguard won't be a problem for you right?"
YangMeng's eyes shone upon hearing this sentence, "This can certainly be taken into consideration."
The next day, YouQi pulled YangMeng in front of manager Mr. Ma.
"This is the new bodyguard that I have recruited."
Mr. Ma stared at YangMeng for a long time with a deep and lingering gaze.
"What's your name?"
YangMeng's small physique bolted upright, his voice resounded, "YangMeng!!"
Mr. Ma turned his gaze onto YouQi, "You had recruited him from the internet right?" Some confusion appeared on YouQi's handsome face, "How did you know?"
"One could tell that you must have taken a fancy to his name with just one look."
YouQi, "......"
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