103: C103 Tian Xiaotao's Difficulties

C103 Tian Xiaotao's Difficulties

"Mom, what is it that you can't tell me on the phone? I really can't leave. "1

Tian Xiaotao was in a terrible mood now. Not only did she get bullied by her colleagues at work, but her superior also made things difficult for her. Moreover, her performance was not good. If she took a leave of absence again, she would face the risk of losing her job.

As for what her mother said about having an unlimited amount of money, That was simply a dream. In this world, money could never be spent, but there was no such person.

"It's not good for me to speak for you, right? Didn't you hear me asking you to come back? If I could make it clear on the phone, I would have said it a long time ago. This matter concerns your happiness, your brother's marriage, and our family's future. Hurry up and come back. If you don't listen to me... Don't come back in the future, do you hear me? "

Wang Lanfaang roared loudly and with a commanding tone, she hung up the phone without any room for negotiation.

Tian Xiaotao frowned and had no choice but to bite the bullet and go with her superior to ask for leave.

"You want to ask for leave again? Why do you have so many things to do? Tell me how much leave you have taken this month. " If you don't want to do it, just tell me. "

A pot-bellied boss said impatiently when he saw that there was no Tian Xiaotao.

I'm sorry Manager Cao, my mom is sick and I don't have to go back to take care of her. Please forgive me. " Tian Xiaotao said with an apologetic smile.

"Go, go, go. Seriously. " The company is going to lose employees. Some people are going to leave after eating. "

"Thank you." Tian Xiaotao heard the manager's words and was at a loss, but she could not do anything about it.

In order to worry about the marriage this month, she had indeed taken a lot of leave. But at the end of the month, there was only one person left. It seemed like she was going to lose her job.

After she had taken her leave, Tian Xiaotao hurriedly returned home.

"This wretched girl, why haven't you come back yet? You are just wasting your breath on me."

After Wang Lanfaang finished the call, she had already started to spin around excitedly, planning on how to take down Chu Feng.

Not long after, Tian Xiaotao rushed back in a hurry. She thought that if there was nothing important, she would continue to go to work. If she lost this job, Then he would be even more upset in the future.

"Aiya, why are you so long-winded? Stop dilly-dallying. Come, let me tell you something."

"What's the matter, Mom? I'm very busy at work. If there's anything, just say it quickly. I still have to go to work later."

"There's no rush at work. If this matter succeeds, I won't have to work anymore in the future."

"Do you know who I ran into when I went to look for your Uncle Liu today? You definitely wouldn't have thought of it!" Wang Lanfaang said excitedly as she saw stars.

"What big boss did I meet?"

She naturally knew that Wang Lanfaang went to look for Liu Yong'ann. She also knew that his uncle was working as a security guard in the villa area. Usually, he would come into contact with some big bosses, influential people, and so on.

Seeing his mother so excited, could it be that she had seen some famous big boss? Why did she have to call him over for this matter? Seriously.

"There's no boss. I saw Chu Feng. Do you know that he's living over there now?"

Wang Lanfaang said with a face full of excitement. She did not have the same expression as before when she hated Chu Feng. Tian Xiaotao was stunned when she saw him.

Shouldn't she be angry and scold Chu Feng when she saw him? Why was it this expression again?

"Where does he live? Are you seeing things? He's so poor, could it be that he went to work there?"

Tian Xiaotao asked doubtfully. That place was not bad. The salary and treatment were quite high. Moreover, he could also come into contact with big bosses. It was indeed much better than before, but it was not to the extent that he had such an expression.

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