Chapter 1072 - 69: Three Coins Can Stump a Hero

Chapter 1072: Chapter 69: Three Coins Can Stump a Hero

Ultimately, it’s all because I don’t have any money right now. At least this job didn’t require a deposit; otherwise, I definitely wouldn’t be able to take it because I simply don’t have a deposit to pay.

Now, Go Biqing finally understands the saying, "A hero fails even for three pennies." In the past, I never would have needed such money, but now I’m hesitating.

After carefully considering it for a while, Go Biqing weighed both sides and decided to accept the money. Murong Qing is a friend, and in the future, it’s not just about money but also about treating her to a meal or two. Bai Weiran, on the other hand, is a stranger, not even a friend, so how could I let someone else pay? Moreover, I can’t be sure if I can accompany Gwen on Saturday. Finally, Go Biqing also realized that having no money at all in hand is quite inconvenient; keeping a little money is always wise.

Go Biqing didn’t think much more about it. Once the decision was made, there was no need to dwell on it. Overthinking would only make me more annoyed, so I simply started browsing novels online.

However, Go Biqing never imagined that these 500 yuan would cause me so much "trouble." I didn’t anticipate that after accepting the money, I might not stand as tall in front of Murong Qing. Although Murong Qing won’t care about these 500 yuan, she might think this is the beginning of Go Biqing accepting her goodwill, and future advances could become more intense.

Speaking of Murong Qing, she picked up her phone to call Go Biqing once she got home, but just like him, she dialed the number but didn’t finish the call. She couldn’t think of a topic; she couldn’t very well call just to say, "I want to hear your voice." The problem is, Murong Qing is not Go Biqing’s girlfriend now, so saying that would make things clear between them. Murong Qing isn’t foolish; her actions these past few days have been obvious enough, but Go Biqing keeps pretending not to notice. Murong Qing knows her status puts a lot of pressure on Go Biqing; otherwise, he wouldn’t be like this.

In the end, Murong Qing didn’t make the call, but she did regret telling Go Biqing that Zhou Jiaying was leaving. If she hadn’t mentioned it, she could have used it as an excuse to call him. Murong Qing didn’t consider using the 500 yuan as an excuse because she didn’t want to agitate Go Biqing. He’s like a hedgehog now, distrustful of everyone, showing vulnerability only to Gwen. After her efforts, there had been a little progress in gaining Go Biqing’s trust. A single misspoken word that undoes all that would leave Murong Qing feeling as if she’d rather smash into a piece of tofu. Murong Qing is very smart and has a good grasp of social dynamics; otherwise, she wouldn’t have been the student council president for over two years. That’s why she wisely asked to hang out with Gwen multiple times. She knows Gwen’s significance to Go Biqing and that her presence makes it easier for him to be himself. In fact, Gwen’s suggestion to make Murong Qing her sister-in-law lingers in her mind, albeit as a private thought.

The next day, Go Biqing sought out Li Mei to say he needed to take leave for Saturday. Of course, he couldn’t say he was taking leave to see off his dream girl Zhou Jiaying and go out with his sister. That would be suicidal; anyone with common sense knows better than to say that.

Go Biqing decided to approach Li Mei because she’s the person he’s most familiar with at the company. Plus, since his position is new, he hasn’t figured out who his direct supervisor is. Probably nobody at the company knows. Given these unclear relations, Go Biqing had no choice but to go to Li Mei. He would never go to Wang Meng for leave. However, Go Biqing received great news: Li Mei said he has Sundays off every week. Although it isn’t stated in the contract or handbook, shifts can be swapped, but only within the weekend. Upon hearing this, the first thing that came to Go Biqing’s mind was the possibility of seeing Zhou Jiaying off.

Over the following days, Murong Qing continued bringing meals to Go Biqing, allowing him to feel both happiness and pain. Those employees going in and out were all indignant, harboring countless complaints about how someone like Go Biqing had a girlfriend who drove to bring him food. It was clear at a glance that Murong Qing’s clothes weren’t something ordinary people could afford.

Initially, some were skeptical, thinking Murong Qing might be a kept woman while Go Biqing was her romantic interest. However, after seeing Murong Qing in various outfits on multiple occasions, outfits even some "white-collar elites" couldn’t afford, and since the car didn’t look rented either, their assumptions changed.

As a result, Go Biqing found it difficult to make friends in the company. People weren’t just jealous but couldn’t understand why someone with such a wealthy and beautiful girlfriend would work such a "menial" job. Was it to flaunt it in front of them?

Luckily, Go Biqing had Li Mei looking out for him in the company. If others wouldn’t answer his queries, he’d turn to Li Mei. Li Mei was never impatient, always responding with care, and was willing to help with anything within her capabilities.

These gestures left Go Biqing grateful yet puzzled. Several times, when Li Mei clearly had work, she would put it aside to assist him. Go Biqing wasn’t conceited enough to think his charm was so irresistible that any woman would fall for him at first sight. It was peculiar, yet he couldn’t bring himself to ask directly and instead attributed it to compatibility with Li Mei.

By Friday, the wardrobe, desk, and chairs finally arrived. Glancing at his room, there was a semblance of home. Go Biqing had interacted with people from the General Affairs Department over the days and found them as unlikable as Li Mei had described. It was confusing why they processed his request so quickly, especially since they initiated it after seeing the situation.

On Friday night, Go Biqing went to bed early because he had told Murong Qing during dinner that he’d be free the next morning. He didn’t say he was off all day to avoid Murong Qing insisting on spending the afternoon together, which he wouldn’t know how to decline.

These days, Go Biqing had experienced what it meant to be "in the land of tenderness." How many girls would consistently deliver three meals a day by car without expecting anything in return and without a word of complaint? People’s hearts aren’t made of stone; Go Biqing isn’t heartless. He felt touched, but Murong Qing’s affection only added more pressure. He couldn’t accept her feelings, not for the time being, as he felt unworthy.

Originally overwhelmed, Go Biqing was relieved when the table and chairs finally arrived that morning. For the past few days, Murong Qing had been eating with him, seated on the luggage, which led to unavoidable close interactions. Were it just that, he wouldn’t mind, but the mornings revealed his weakening resistance to Murong Qing. By Friday morning, at breakfast when she’d leaned on him, Go Biqing felt his thoughts becoming disordered. This wasn’t a good sign for him.