Shen Mianmian took Zhu Yun to another restaurant, hoping to get her a job as a waitress serving dishes, but Zhu Yun complained about not wanting to serve tea and water.
"If you don't want this job or that job, then you should go work in a factory," Yang Xiaoxi said. "There are some garment factories around here, the pay isn't bad, and they like hiring young girls like you, plus food and accommodation are included."
"I don't want to," Zhu Yun flatly refused. "Those places barely give any days off each month, and the hours are too long."
In reality, Zhu Yun wanted to act in films like Yang Xiaoxi, naturally looking down on those kinds of jobs.
"Then tell me, what can you do?" Yang Xiaoxi was furious with Zhu Yun, finding herself yelling every time she spoke to her.
Zhu Yun thought for a moment and said, "We've been out for more than two hours, I'm tired to death. How about we just go back and rest for a while? What's the rush! It's not like a day or a half-day will matter."
