Not only did Zhao Xin feel unhappy hearing this, but Zhong Jiawei also frowned slightly, wanting to say something for Jiang Zhihao.
But she couldn't help defend him. She was the one who said bad things about Jiang Zhihao before, but now she took the initiative to say good things for him. Wouldn't that be a slap in the face?
Zhao Xin, however, did not have that scruple and retorted: "How could it be a trap? How much does it cost for so many people?"
"Who knows, anyway, I don't think it's possible. It's not like I've never eaten fruit. Isn't it just a fruit buffet? At most, you can add some yogurt or something and earn thousands a day? How is that possible?" said a middle-aged female colleague, shaking her head.
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Several people nearby agreed. Some of them had eaten fruit, and some had not, but none of them had actually gone to the pedestrian street to see the actual scene.
The reason why they followed what their middle-aged female colleagues said was because of their inner jealousy, which prevented them from agreeing with Zhao Xin's words.
If even the man in Zhong Jiawei's mouth who can't hold up the wall can earn thousands a day, then what do they mean to these white-collar workers?
"If you don't believe it, let's go to the pedestrian street together in the evening, and you will know when we see it there!" Zhao Xin said, and then went to pull Zhong Jiawei, and said: "Sister Weiwei, you also come with us, the fruit fishing business is really
Very good!”
Zhong Jiawei felt something moved in her heart. She actually hoped to use this incident to change her colleagues' impression of Jiang Zhihao.
But this change was really hard to adapt to, and she didn't know what kind of emotion and attitude she should use to face it.
After hesitating for a moment, Zhong Jiawei shook her head and said: "Lingling is in kindergarten now and has to be picked up and dropped off every day. I don't have time, so you can go on your own."
"Well, you are a couple anyway, you can ask him yourself after you get home," Zhao Xin said.
Zhong Jiawei hummed, and then did what she should do with a pounding heart.
Another day passed, when Zhong Jiawei came to the company again, she found that many people looked at her differently than before.
Zhao Xin was still the first one to come and talk to her, with a smile on his face and a bit of pride, as if he had accomplished something great.
Zhong Jiawei felt something, but she still had to act like she didn't know, and asked: "You are laughing so happily so early in the morning and picking up money?"
"I didn't pick up the money, but yesterday I opened their eyes with them!" Zhao Xin chuckled and said, "You don't know what they looked like when they saw your husband selling fruit on the pedestrian street.
Expression. And there were so many people yesterday, they were all like iron barrels. Many people could only buy things inside and eat them on the spot, and then step on people’s heads when they come out.”
Zhong Jiawei was amused by her. No matter how many people there were, it was impossible to step on other people's heads. This girl was really good at blowing things.
Zhao Xin was indeed bragging this time, but no one refuted her, because those who followed Zhao Xin to the pedestrian street yesterday saw with their own eyes how good the fruit fishing business was. Especially when they saw a few acquaintances also buying.
When I was harvesting the fruit, I went over to ask around, and then I was convinced that the person surrounding the stall was not a man.
Since it's not a scam, then with this kind of popularity, it seems that it's not impossible to make two to three thousand yuan a day.
This possibility makes the envy, jealousy and hatred in those people's hearts even stronger.
I have worked so hard and exhausted that I can’t earn so much. Why should Zhong Jiawei’s useless husband be so lucky?
At this moment, two lawyers from the legal department were holding tablets and hurriedly walked through the office area. They came to the deputy general manager's office, knocked on the door twice, and then rushed in.
Looking at the hurried look, it was obvious that something had happened.