"Do you need any help?" Xue Xingzhou asked.
Zhang Qian shook her head. "No, it's fine. I already told him I wouldn't help, but he can stay here. Our daily expenses might just be a little higher from now on."
"That doesn't matter. But what if he really can't find a job?"
Zhang Qian looked at him. "Then he'll go back."
Since he had already come all this way, Zhang Qian couldn't bring herself to actually kick him out. But whether he had the ability to make it in Beijing City was something she couldn't—and wouldn't—manage.
After work, Xue Xingjun returned home, happy as could be.
The moment he walked in, he said excitedly to Xue Xingzhou, "Big Bro, I closed a deal on my own today! Brother-in-law even praised me."
Xue Xingzhou raised an eyebrow. "Is that so? You can negotiate business deals by yourself now?"
Xue Xingjun nodded smugly. "Of course. I'm Brother-in-law's little secretary, after all. I've improved a lot."
