Chapter 42 - Later, Find a Man who can Cook (1/2)

Nan Xun placed the wild chrysanthemum into a beautiful glass vase.

The white chrysanthemum exudes a faint fragrance, Nan Xun felt it smelled good and placed it on her bedside table. She could have good dreams just by smelling the flower’s fragrance in the evenings.

Nan Xun slept well that night.

The next day, Nan Xun woke up and went to the bar as usual.

The bar is in the center of the city, it’s a little far from the house she rents. It takes more than an hour by bus.

Truthfully, Nan Xun thought the job is very good. She just stayed in this world for a while and didn’t need to do anything. Her salary was enough. Now she sings seven or eight times a day in this bar, if the response is good, she could earn 200 to 300 yuan a day. It’s really good for a person who only has a high school diploma.

After singing for a few days, Nan Xun still sang with gusto. She had some talent in music and Bai Mo’s voice was very good, she was very happy to eat this bowl of rice.

But these days, there is a rich boy in the bar who comes to cheer her on every day, this rich boy’s name is Zhao Qilin. His name sounds powerful, but he looks a little…well, it’s hard to say.

It’s said that his father is a coal mine owner and that he’s a nouveau riche.

Nan Xun repeatedly chewed little eight’s previous sentence again and again, before it went to sleep. She wondered if Zhao Qilin, the rich and young man, is the big boss that she is looking for and was the one that took the initiative to come to her door.

But when she thought of Zhao Qilin’s paunchy stupidity. Nan Xun immediately denied this idea. Little eight is like her, a face freak. How could it select a boss that is so fat?

Rich boy Zhao Qilin was honest for a few days and couldn’t help it. On this day, he directly stopped her to express his thoughts of having a one-night stand with her.

Nan Xun’s face darkened and expressed her refusal politely.

Zhao Qilin broke the wine glass on the table and his words were full of profanity. “It’s just singing XX. It’s your blessing that laozi looked at you. Fucking don’t be shameless! Don’t you want money? Laozi will give you 200,000 yuan tonight and buy you for one night. If you make laozi comfortable, laozi will add another 200,000 yuan…”

Nan Xun listened in anger, then directly picked up the bottle and slammed it on his head.

There was a crash and the whole bar was quiet.

Nan Xun scooped her ear and sneered, “It can be quiet at last.”

Later, the bar owner sent Zhao Qilin out and saw that Nan Xun’s face was very black.

Fortunately, Nan Xun was popular everywhere and other people in the bar helped her talk. The boss didn’t directly dismiss her and only deducted one month’s salary.

Since the boss didn’t let Nan Xun go, Nan Xun had the cheek to stay.

Not long after, Nan Xun heard that the rich second generation, Zhao Qilin, died in a car accident.

It’s said that Zhao Qilin’s death is a bit strange.

He really died by himself, but when the car was about to pass, it was as if he was pushed out by something. The reason for that speculation was because there was no one besides him during that time. Even the surveillance tape showed that he flung forward abruptly and actually collided with the car and died on the spot.

After listening to this, Nan Xun didn’t care too much. Some rumors spread ten times, others a hundred times, and finally nothing remains the same.

It should be an ordinary car accident, Nan Xun thought.