Tian Chuying is going to work on Red Fifth Street too.
Hu Honglian’s good mood vanished completely, and she lost her appetite for breakfast.
Tian Weibing consoled her, "It’s just sothing people say, who knows, right? She hasn’t even gone yet."
Hu Honglian shot a sideways glance at her husband.
Is this sothing to joke about?
Even He Cuifen wouldn’t use such matters as a joking facade.
If she doesn’t get to go, won’t people laugh till they drop, and she won’t be able to show her face around the courtyard?
Since they’ve spoken it out loud, there’s at least a 90% chance.
Tian Xiang thought so too.
There hasn’t been any quarrel over work in the main house these days, suggesting that Tian Chuying’s work matters have been confird, just waiting to go over.
Tian Xiang: "Mom, why get upset over this? We each live our own lives. What others do is their business; it’s not worth bothering with."
That’s how the saying goes.
But...
"Xiangxiang, there’s half a month left, your trial period is okay, right?"
Tian Xiang: "According to my results, I have no problem."
Tian Xiang considers herself a role model of learning in the Internal Affairs Departnt office.
Hu Honglian: "That’s good."
Since it’s a trial period, it must be based on results.
If it were backdoor dealings, I wouldn’t have bothered with these tricks in the first place. Her daughter, Hu Honglian’s, isn’t an easy target. If the results are up to par, the position is as good as hers.
...
The last day of the legal education seminar.
After today, this ten-day seminar will co to an end, and Tian Xiang is preparing to perform throughout the session, aiming for a perfect conclusion.
When going over to arrange the scene after work, Yang Qunying arrived and called Tian Xiang over to the tree for a chat.
"Xiangxiang, about my nephew last ti, I’m really sorry."
Yang Qunying had wanted to say this for a long ti but couldn’t express it, feeling guilty towards the young lady.
Tian Xiang: "Director Yang, it’s all right."
About that mama’s boy image of Yang family’s nephew, Tian Xiang didn’t even need to ask, could pretty much figure out what was up.
Yang Qunying, feeling embarrassed, then said with a smile, "Actually, there’s another matter."
Tian Xiang: "Hmm?"
Yang Qunying: "The young cadre from the First Street Office, Zheng Haitao, what do you think of him?"
Tian Xiang: "???"
So matchmaking has beco your addiction, huh!
Tian Xiang: "Not really my type."
Ever since Chen Yong and Tao Huilan ca to help, both the Third and First Neighborhood Committees have sent people over. Zheng Haitao had co several tis, so Tian Xiang recognized him.
Let’s not even talk about how he’s not her type; just his traits...
A typical passerby with the habit of scratching his feet!
Tian Xiang really had no interest.
Yang Qunying didn’t expect Tian Xiang to bluntly refuse, causing a bout of awkwardness.
"Oh, Zheng Haitao is interested in you, he wanted to play matchmaker. Since you’re not interested, I’ll just let him know," Yang Qunying explained.
Since Tian Xiang reported for work, her na has been rising on Red Fifth Street, and nobody cares that her family is from Sanli Lane anymore. Several young n have expressed interest in her, approaching Yang Qunying discreetly, hoping to gauge her thoughts.
Zheng Haitao was chosen by Yang Qunying among them before she brought him up.
Zheng Haitao, though not outstanding in looks, has a permanent job. His parents are also employed, and he is their only child. Conditions are truly quite good.
But Tian Xiang...
Yang Qunying laughed heartily.
Tian Xiang also laughed heartily.
In the distance, ng Cheng’an, who was setting up cables, paused and glanced toward the tree, then frowned. He turned his gaze toward Zheng Haitao, who was absentmindedly wiping a table, and a storm seed to brew within him, casting a shadow over his expression.
Having been inford earlier that Director Yang was going to play matchmaker for him, Zheng Haitao was anxiously awaiting the outco. He felt a chill down his spine, turned around, and saw the stormy expression of ng Cheng’an.
Why is this guy glaring at ?
Zheng Haitao looked around. He hadn’t done anything wrong!
On the other side.
Yang Qunying smiled and shared honestly with Tian Xiang, "Actually, several people have approached lately. So, I felt, weren’t suitable, so I didn’t ntion them to you. Since we’ve co to this point, I might as well ask, what do you think about relationships? Do you have any conditions? Next ti, if I co across soone suitable, I’ll let you know."
Yang Qunying genuinely wanted to find a match for Tian Xiang, hoping that through her, the girl could find a good family.
Tian Xiang knew who Yang Qunying was referring to. They had all been loitering in front of her these days.
Never having thought about dating before, Tian Xiang was not particularly focused on the tags above everyone’s heads. Seeing so many dizzying options, she often simply ignored them.
Since deciding to find a partner to shake off her single woman image last ti, Tian Xiang had been paying attention to the young male comrades around her and found it quite challenging.
Take those few people Yang Qunying ntioned, for instance: two were hopeless romantics, one a freeloader, and another a Casanova.
With such characters in front, even the street punks seed more agreeable to Tian Xiang.
Tian Xiang: "I’ve left a dating ad at the matchmaking gallery. Director Yang, next ti soone asks you, have them take a look first."
Matchmaking is quite complex; it’s all about eye contact and personality.
Yang Qunying was surprised, "You left an ad? How co I never saw it!"
The matchmaking gallery nearby, Yang Qunying checked every day. It was a great place for gossip; how could she miss it?
Tian Xiang: "I did leave one, at the back corner."
Yang Qunying: "No, no, definitely not."
Tian Xiang didn’t want to argue about it, thought for a mont, and said, "Maybe it blew away. I’ll make a new one later on."
Yang Qunying: "It’s also possible that those interested took your information. You should write another one and post it up later."
In the matchmaking gallery, if soone found an ad appealing, they might tear off the information to keep.
Tian Xiang nodded, planning to check it out later.
By this ti, the troupe had arrived, and the two went back to help out.
Tonight, because Tian Xiang perford the entire program, the completion was high, and everyone was very appreciative, frequently erupting into applause.
When finishing up, Jiang Qin arrived and personally distributed remuneration for everyone’s hard work over the past few days, shaking hands and saying a few words with each.
Zhou Jian was greatly encouraged, secretly vowing to continue their troupe hobbies, introducing more people to and winning them over with their performances.
The last day, all items stored in the family’s courtyard had to be returned to the respective units.
Tian Xiang left a little late, by then Zhou Jian and the others had already gone.
Since their little apprentice was escorted recently, they weren’t worried.
Although ng Cheng’an had been escorting Tian Xiang back ho these days, tonight would surely be no exception.
After returning the last item and preparing to leave, Tian Xiang rembered the dating ad, so she went to have a look at the gallery.
She had posted the ad herself and knew exactly where it was placed.
Yet this ti, shining her flashlight around for a while, Tian Xiang couldn’t find it. It must’ve really been taken down.
Beside her, ng Cheng’an, who had been following along, asked, "What are you looking for?"
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