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Chapter 16 Cannon fodder stand-in 2

 This is what Enron thought and did. Now he used his money to invest and make money.

If it weren't for Bai Yueguang, who was thinking about sleeping in three years, to come back, the two of them would have terminated their support relationship, and she would have a place to live by then, otherwise she would have used all the money to buy that stock that would triple in price.

Fortunately, the housing prices in her hometown in the provincial capital are not too expensive right now. Even buying a small three-bedroom apartment would cost only a million yuan, which would have little impact on her investment plan.

An Ran was sleeping in a daze when her cell phone rang.

When I opened it and looked at it, I found that it was Wei Mian's phone number.

An Ran couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, pressed the answer button, and said, "What's the matter?"

Wei Mian doesn't look for her every day, he usually looks for her on weekends. The two of them usually go their own way, but today is not the weekend, and neither will tomorrow, so Wei Mian would call her, which makes her feel strange.<

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Wei Mian said: "I will pick you up after get off work in the evening."

This is what it means to ask her to go to his place today.

The two of them live in separate places, but the place where An Ran lives is also Wei Mian's house, a "small house" with three bedrooms and two living rooms (compared to Wei Mian's villa). It is not far from where he works, so he doesn't need to take a car.

It only takes ten minutes to get there, which is very convenient, so although I have never used Wei Mian's money, in a place like Beijing where land is at a premium, I can live in a house very close to my workplace without having to pay rent.

, in fact, it is a great convenience. Otherwise, with a salary of only five or six thousand, I would not be able to rent such a good house in such a good location. Like before, before I was taken care of by Wei Mian, I was in

I rented a single room in the Fifth Ring Road. I had to drive twice to get to work. The ride alone took more than an hour. Sometimes there were too many people to squeeze in, or there was a traffic jam, which took more than an hour. It was very hard to travel back and forth.
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An Ran nodded and said: "Okay, I understand."

After I received Wei Mian's call, it was time to go to work.

She originally worked in this company as an advertising planner. She is at work now. Since a job was completed a few days ago, Sister Zhang, the leader of the planning team, is preparing to assign her a new job. An Ran is busy.

He stopped me and said: "Don't give me a new job, I'm going to resign."

Sister Zhang couldn't help being surprised and said: "Resign? Have you found a better job?"

An Ran said: "No, I'm going to go home and write a novel so that I don't have to work hard."

Since the original person does not need the money for sleeping, he naturally has to have a job, otherwise where will he get the money to live?

And since An Ran can use the money from Wei Mian, there is no need to do this job that pays less and has more work. Of course, there is no need to worry about not working and being bored. It just so happens that he originally studied Chinese, although he had never done it before.

I have never written a novel, but that doesn’t stop An Ran from writing novels now to pass the time. Anyway, I graduated from the Chinese Department, so others won’t find it strange to write novels.

In fact, she has already started writing novels since she came to this world. She has uploaded more than a dozen chapters and signed a contract.

Sure enough, Sister Zhang, who knew An Ran was professional, did not doubt it, and immediately smiled and said: "Did you write it before, and seeing that it was good, you didn't want to go to work?"

An Ran felt that there was no need to tell the truth to someone who was about to break up, saying that he had just started writing. After all, if he said this, he would have to explain how he knew that what he wrote had income. If there was no income, wouldn't it be wrong to resign?

Want to drink the northwest wind?

So when I heard Sister Zhang’s inquiry, I just smiled.

Sister Zhang thought her writing was pretty good and immediately said, "What's your pen name? Let me read it."

Try not to tell your pen name to people in the third dimension. This is the habit of most Internet writers, and An Ran is the same. So when he heard Sister Zhang’s inquiry, he smiled and said perfunctorily: "If you don’t write well, you won’t

It’s embarrassing to say it.”

Sister Zhang saw that although An Ran was self-deprecating, she obviously didn't want to tell her about her pen name, so she couldn't help curling her lips, secretly thinking that she must not be famous, otherwise she would have shown it off everywhere, and she would have thought she didn't know about it.

Since she was about to resign, Sister Zhang didn't say anything more to her, and immediately took the job and found someone else.

An Ran saw her leaving and concentrated on writing her resignation report.

After typing up the resignation report, An Ran went to the office of the director of the advertising department and handed in the resignation report.

Although the head of the advertising department was also surprised that she was leaving her job, in today's society, job-hopping is everywhere, and it is not a very unusual thing. In addition, Enron's position is not very important, so she only stayed with a few words of hope.

I insisted on leaving, so I let her go, and only asked her to complete the handover work within half a month.

An Ran naturally agreed and went back to talk to Sister Zhang, who then sent the handover person to her and asked her to do the handover work.

An Ran had already planned to leave his job when he came to this world, so he had already sorted out the matters that needed to be handed over, and since he didn't take on any new work, he could hand over the matters clearly in about three days, so he didn't worry too much.

Busy.

After get off work, as soon as An Ran came home, Wei Mian came and called, saying that he was downstairs and asked her to go downstairs.

An Ran casually put on a long skirt and went down.

When she came down, she saw the familiar Range Rover parked on the roadside at a glance. An Ran stepped forward, and before she could knock on the glass, the door opened. An Ran walked over, sat on the passenger seat, and said with a smile: "Nothing happened today.

If it’s not the weekend, why would you come to me?”

Wei Mian glanced at her and said calmly: "It's not like I have to see you on weekends."

"That's true." An Ran nodded and said.

"Let's go eat first," Wei Mian said.

"Okay."

He said he was going to eat, but Wei Mian didn't ask An Ran where he wanted to eat. That's right. As a kept person and a substitute, he naturally had no say in this kind of matter. He would go wherever the sponsor said he wanted to go. Eat whatever you are told to eat.

While Wei Mian was driving, he glanced at Shen Anran slightly.

He could feel that Shen Anran had changed recently.

In the past, Shen Anran was very ambitious. She was not satisfied with being taken care of by him, but also expected to get his love.

He has always disliked the greedy woman who got Long Wangshu. Fortunately, although she got Long Wangshu, she didn't dare to interfere in his affairs, nor did she dare to ask him whether he liked her or not, so he didn't stop. The nurturing relationship with her, otherwise, if the other party wants his love and dares to go beyond the boundaries to entangle him, he will definitely terminate the nurturing relationship.

But recently, the ambition in Shen Anran's eyes has disappeared, and the look in his eyes is not as affectionate as before, and has become much calmer.

There is another more important change - the money he gave her, she didn't know what to think about it before, she never used it, but now, she started to use it.
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