One day, Chu Jiajun came home and snuggled up to Brother Yong, who was sitting on the sofa watching a game. "Brother Yong," he asked, "what's a three-party agreement?"
Ji Yongtao pondered for a moment. "It's something you have to sign when you're looking for a job after graduating from university. You, your employer, and your school—a three-party agreement. It means that once you graduate, the employer accepts you, and the school won't return the job."
Ji Yongtao asked, "Oh, does your department have any matching units? I'll ask around and use my connections to get you a good position.
" Ji Yongtao was still in office at the time, rising through the ranks like a helicopter, and his words still spoke volumes.
Chu Jiajun blinked, "Today the school asked us to fill out a letter of intent for a three-party agreement."
Ji Yongtao asked, "How do you fill it out? Fill in the First or Second Chemical Institute. We have a messenger whose mother is the office manager there, and the pay is pretty good."
Chu Jiajun continued blinking, "I don't know what matching units are, so I just filled in your home in the unit column."
Ji Yongtao: ...
Chu Jiajun: After I graduate, can I stay at your house?
Ji Yongtao: Who's going to pay you? Me? How about we all sleep under the bridge under the Ai Ya River?
Chu Jiajun: Just sign a three-party agreement with me, and I promise I won't let you sleep under the bridge!
Chu Jiajun: Just let me stay. I won't spend your money, I won't say anything, and I don't need you to help with the laundry!