Come With Me

Chapter 39 He Is Not My Boyfriend

In the evening, Spencer sent me a video call again.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Spencer."

This time Spencer was sitting in the car.

"You want to learn fashion design, right? According to your education background and current stage, I introduce you the advanced education offered by DongHua University. Their teaching mode is based on face-to-face teaching, supplemented by distance education. I will give you the contact information later, and you can know the specific class time from them. Do you want to go to an undergraduate or a professional school? "

I was confused and looked at Spencer, "I want? Shouldn't it be arranged by your distant relative? "

Spencer closed his eyes then opened his eyes again and rubbed his temples with fingers, "Oh, sorry! I'm too busy to talk nonsense."

My distant relative wants to study costume design. "There are two choices. One is to study in an undergraduate school and the other is to go to a professional one. You know, she wanted to graduate but didn't want to go to college by herself. The difference between the two was the durations. After all, it was you who do it. I don't know if you are still willing to help if the duration become longer? "

"No problem. I want to go to the undergraduate one." I answered without hesitation

Spencer breathed out a sigh of relief and said, "well, it's settled then."

Seeing that Spencer is going to hang up again, I asked, "what's your distant relative's name?"

"Xenia Tang,"

"Okay, I remember this."

At that moment, the car which Spencer was sitting in stopped. He got off the car, and someone opened the door for him and politely called him lawyer.

Now I knew that Spencer was a lawyer, Spencer nodded slightly. His manner was different from that when he spoke to me. He was less casual, but more serious as a lawyer.

However, when he hung up the video, he joked, "designing? You know, it's very difficult to be an excellent designer in this field. You'd better learn the law like me. I can teach you."

I was wondering if Spencer had treated me as his remote relative again and scolded me. But he had already hung up the video.

I browsed the recruitment information online, but it was hard for me to find a job with more freedom.

After all, I had to attend classes. It was usually difficult for most jobs to have a good rest on weekends, especially for those waitresses.

But on weekends, I had to spend most of my time in class.

The next morning, I received a phone call from Robbie.

"I've looked into that advertising company. It's nothing wrong, just as he said. It's not that big, but all the procedures are complete. This time, they're looking for you to film a print advertisement for a wine factory. I've gotten some research about it. It's a small-scale wine factory that's not very big, and also legally managed it. It has a certain market in the surrounding cities, but only in the surrounding cities, they are still relatively lack of product promotion ability."

"Yes, of course. Otherwise, I wouldn't have taken this picture with someone like me."

I smiled. "Can I take over this job now?"

"I suggest you can increase some conditions. For example, you refuse to wear clothes that are too exposed..."

I thought I did the right thing when I found Robbie for help. He was much more thoughtful and careful than me.

That day, I contacted Patrick and told him that I was willing to accept the job. Besides, I explained to him that I wanted to add more terms in the contract.

Patrick granted my request without any hesitation. He also promised me that I would have a good rest and he would arrange shooting for me after two weeks.

I couldn't just stay at home like this for two weeks.

I wanted to go out to make money, even if my little bit of poor income was nothing in the eyes of many people.

I went to hand out leaflets again.

Halfway through that, a women with me nudged me, "Hey, girl. Your boyfriend came to see you again."

"My boyfriend?"

"Yeah. Look at the one who gave out leaflets for you." Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Following the direction that woman told me, I saw Robbie indeed.

He just got out of the car.

"Your boyfriend runs such a great car. Why did he allow you to hand out leaflets? You are still injured. Why are you scrambling for jobs with old guys like me? You just need to take care of yourself at home and find a job which is profitable. You can barely make a living by giving out leaflets. "

"You misunderstood him. He is not my boyfriend."

I explained to the women next to me.

The woman is very talkative, we handed out leaflets together for two days. She said to me kindly, "if he is not your boyfriend, then you can turn him your boyfriend. Some girls just want to marry someone who has a good background but can't find a way. Since you have already meet one, why don't you hurry up and leave the chance to others?"

The woman said to me gently. At the same time, Robbie walked towards us.

Before we got a chance to speak, the woman said to Robbie who was coming, "Young man, you know, nowadays girls who are willing to endure hardships and easy-going are few. Women in gorgeously dressed can be girlfriend but they cannot become good wife. Although we are not rich and don't have fashion clothes, it doesn't matter. If we change clothes, we are also beautiful. As long as you can make money, how can we be afraid that your wife wears not better than others? Everyone can enjoy the rich life, but not everyone is good at the hard life. "

Then she smiled at Robbie and continued, "it's getting colder these days. I'm afraid she'll have to go through the severe cold while giving out leaflets."

The woman said and gave me a look, went to a little further place to continue to launch leaflets.

What the woman had just said embarrassed me a little. I said to Robbie, "She misunderstood our relationship. Please don't mind."

With his eyes on the direction of the woman, Robbie showed a rare smile on his face, which was so beautiful with the warm sunshine.

I was stunned for a moment. At that time, I thought what I would be like if I hadn't met him?

My life would become more and more intensive and I will have no one to rely on.

Friend is a very warm word that can make people bear and share when they are sad, lonely or happy.

"Actually, what she said makes sense," Robbie said lightly as he drew back his eyes from the woman.

At the same time, Robbie stretched out his hand to take the leaflets under my armpit.

"I really don't need your help. How can I let you do that again?"

"I'm helping you and also helping myself."

I looked at Robbie in confusion. "Help yourself?"

Robbie shook a leaflet in his hand. "These are promotion about the activities of my subordinates. I benefit from their profits naturally. Do you think I'm helping myself?"