But now, she suddenly beca a bit curious.
He said their relationship was a bit special, but what kind of special?
Su Wanxin thought it over and over again but couldn’t co up with an answer. Out of frustration, she grabbed the quilt and went to sleep.
She liked to sleep a lot this year, as if she had been lacking sleep in the past and now needed to make up for it.
After sleeping for more than two hours, she woke up and found several new ssages on her phone.
Being the only one in the Su Family without a job, she would find sothing to do when she was bored.
For example, stock trading.
It was a way to pass ti, and to make so pocket money.
At the mont, the ssages on her phone were from soone at a brokerage company.
It might be because the employee at the brokerage was too idle, or maybe because her account, as an individual investor, had perford exceptionally well.
Anyway, in the current not-so-favorable environnt, Su Wanxin made a fortune every day without much difficulty.
Then, was she being targeted?
The brokerage where she had opened an account had actually found the email address she used when registering and sent her a ssage.
They asked if she was interested in coming for an interview to work at the company.
Are HRs so playful nowadays?
Although Su Wanxin felt this was a bit of an invasion of her privacy, considering the many flattering things they said about her...
Well, forget it.
Su Wanxin lay on her bed, thought for a long ti, and then replied to them.
She said, okay.
Because she was really too idle.
At ho, they almost treated her like a canary, as if the whole family was supporting her alone, trying to compensate her for all the years they owed her.
Su Yao was even worse. Suddenly having a twin sister seed to have triggered all the mischievousness in her bones.
She crazily bought identical items—clothes, jewelry, bags, shoes—and loved to play the "guess who is who" ga with Su Wanxin.
One day, Su Yao had a court session and couldn’t spare ti to et a client. Su Wanxin went on her behalf, and the whole ti no one realized she was impersonating; she chatted nonsense with them for more than an hour and even helped sign the contract.
Afterward, Su Yao exclaid that it was a pity Su Wanxin wasn’t a lawyer, and Su Wanxin felt the sa; indeed, it was quite regrettable.
The Su Family really wasn’t short of money, so even if she remained a freeloader for her whole life, they could afford to support her.
But she didn’t want to.
She still wanted to find sothing she liked to do.
She arranged a ti with the company, tomorrow morning at ten.
She didn’t tell her family about this matter yet. The next day, she leisurely drove out alone, went to Financial Street for a stroll, and walked to the brokerage firm that wanted to hire her.
Then, several people stopped her downstairs.
"Su Wanxin?"
The people looked at her with complicated expressions and called out her na.
Su Wanxin was stunned, a bit surprised.
Su Yao’s company wasn’t far from there, and in the past year in Empire, every ti a stranger talked to her, they always called her Su Yao’s na.
"Who are you?" Su Wanxin looked at the few Westerners in front of her, no impression.
The group exchanged looks, "You don’t rember us?"
"Sorry, I had a sickness, lost so things in my brain, I don’t rember many things from before."
Su Wanxin apologized, and after listening, they nodded thoughtfully.
The leader of the group looked at her, his expression hard to describe, and asked, "Do you have ti to talk now?"
"Um... it might not be possible." Su Wanxin pointed to the brokerage firm nearby: "I’m going for an interview."
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