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Chapter 63: Chapter 63 Work is Just an Experience of Life_1

"Young Master Bao’s leg healed overnight? That’s amazing! Uncle’s leg can be saved!"

Overjoyed, Pan Ting imdiately rolled over, got up, and, pulling Wang Guanxi along, rushed outside.

On the way, she even called Ma Xiulian, "Mom, quickly tell Uncle there’s hope for his leg! The dicine worked, Young Master Bao’s leg is better, we’re on our way to get the dicine to treat Uncle’s leg!"

"Really? That’s wonderful! That’s wonderful! Guanxi is truly a good son-in-law for our family, my daughter, you’ve really married the right man!"

Ma Xiulian and Ma Fugui shouted excitedly.

...

anwhile, Ning Fan received a call from Lin Xiaoling telling him she had a lead on a job. A company had notified her of an interview, and she wanted Ning Fan to accompany her.

Naturally, Ning Fan didn’t refuse. He quickly returned, and together with Lin Xiaoling, they arrived at the company building where the interview was to take place.

"Ling’er, go ahead, don’t be nervous. Whether the interview goes well or not doesn’t matter. To tell you the truth, I have a lot of money now, so you don’t really need to work for money. I agreed to you going to this interview mainly because I want you to experience life," Ning Fan encouraged.

"Hehe, brother, if I fail the interview, you can support ," Lin Xiaoling joked lightly.

Ever since her leg had broken, she had spent most of her ti alone at ho, and it had been a long ti since she’d been in touch with society. This was also why Ning Fan supported her decision to look for a job.

"Haha, sure, brother will support you!" Ning Fan laughed heartily.

Afterwards, Lin Xiaoling went upstairs, while Ning Fan found a place downstairs to wait.

Upon entering the building, Lin Xiaoling arrived at the company on the twelfth floor for her interview and was taken to a conference room.

Soon after, a middle-aged man wearing glasses walked in.

"You’re Lin Xiaoling? How old are you this year?" The middle-aged man sat opposite Lin Xiaoling, his gaze sweeping over her body with an unmistakably lecherous intent.

"I’m 22 years old this year," Lin Xiaoling said.

"Quite young, eh? Full of youthfulness, and a nice figure too. Do you have a boyfriend?"

The middle-aged man sized up Lin Xiaoling and then asked with ill intentions.

Lin Xiaoling, both in terms of looks and figure, was actually top-notch. Previously, because she was in a wheelchair due to her broken leg, this was overlooked. Now that she had recovered and was full of the vibrant aura of a young woman, this appeal was unobstructed and unleashed.

"Mr. Interviewer, I’m here to look for a job, yet you ask

if I have a boyfriend. What does that have to do with anything?" Lin Xiaoling frowned, displeased with the middle-aged man’s gaze.

"Of course, it’s related. Our company prefers female employees who don’t have boyfriends so they can fully commit to their work," the middle-aged man feigned.

"I... I have a boyfriend."

Instinctively feeling negative about the middle-aged man, Lin Xiaoling deliberately said.

"You have a boyfriend, huh? No problem, even if you have one, it doesn’t really matter as long as you’re willing to let go," the middle-aged man said with a smile as he got up, walked over to Lin Xiaoling, and peered into her neckline with sleazy eyes.

"Sir, please, show so self-respect!"

Feeling sothing was wrong, Lin Xiaoling quickly stood up.

"Let

be frank with you, the salary and benefits in our company are very high. As long as I hire you, a monthly inco of ten to twenty thousand is no problem. But if you want to get into the company, you need to make

satisfied," the middle-aged man suggested with a lewd look.

"How can I satisfy you?" Lin Xiaoling asked, frowning.

"Of course, by doing what n and won do, that will satisfy ," the middle-aged man said outright, no longer hiding his intentions as he grabbed Lin Xiaoling’s hand and pushed it toward certain parts of his body below.

"Ah! You pervert!"

Lin Xiaoling suddenly panicked, raised her hand, and slapped the middle-aged man’s face.

Smack!

Five red marks instantly appeared on the middle-aged man’s face, and his glasses were knocked to the ground, breaking into two pieces.

"I’m not doing the interview."

Shaking with fear, Lin Xiaoling turned and ran toward the door.

"Stop right there!"

The middle-aged man shouted angrily, "You think you can run, woman? Let

tell you, my glasses are worth five hundred thousand! You’ve broken them!"

"You are now suspected of assaulting soone and damaging property worth five hundred thousand! You’re committing a cri!"

"If you had satisfied

today, that would have been the end of it! But if you don’t make

happy, not only will you have to compensate

with five hundred thousand, but I will also call the police and have you arrested! According to the law, you’ll be detained for at least half a month, up to three years, and you’ll have a criminal record for life! All your relatives will be affected by you!"

"Now sit down nicely and make

satisfied!"

After he finished speaking, the middle-aged man sat down on the sofa triumphantly, leering at Lin Xiaoling as he patted the seat beside him, motioning for her to co over willingly.

"Ah? But, you were the one who touched

first..."

Having been out of touch with society for a long ti, Lin Xiaoling was imdiately scared.

" touching you? What a joke! Clearly, you were unqualified for the interview, but tried sexual bribery on ! I refused, and so, in a fit of rage, you not only hit

but also broke my glasses worth five hundred thousand!"

The middle-aged man said shalessly.

"You, you, you..."

Lin Xiaoling, quivering with anger and panic, found herself at a loss for words.

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