10.high-quality material

After the dishes were served, Zhang Yue, with a playful expression, said while eating, "Tang Song, you should quickly find a new job after resigning. I work in investments, let me give you a few words of advice. The current environment is really not optimistic, and the job market will only get tougher. Don't delay, find a new job as soon as possible. Otherwise, how will you sustain your life?"

After saying this, perhaps afraid of upsetting Bai Xiaomeng, he quickly added, "I have some connections in Yan Cheng, know quite a few executives in IT companies. When you have time, send me your resume, and I can recommend you. The salary will depend on your abilities."

Bai Xiaomeng, hearing this, smiled and said, "Mr. Zhang is generous. I hope if there's a chance, you can help introduce Tang Song. He's excellent, both in skills and personality."

Tang Song naturally understood the sarcasm in Zhang Yue's words. Taking a sip of the sweet and sour fruit tea, he calmly said, "No need to trouble Mr. Zhang. I've found something I want to do, and I'm not considering looking for a job at the moment."

"Pfft."

Zhang Yue laughed as if he heard a joke, holding his stomach and said, "You're really naive. Well, you've just graduated, so your thoughts might be a bit immature, understandable."

"But let me warn you as a senior, there's no company without some unwritten rules. If you want to stand firm in a company, you have to observe and learn more, and maintain good relationships with your superiors."

"As for doing what you want? Are you planning to become an internet celebrity, write novels, or start a business? Haha, I've seen many like you over the years, and without exception, they all ended up miserable."

"Of course, if you have a gold mine at home, just pretend I didn't say anything."

"One should be down-to-earth. You're not that young anymore; you should start thinking about getting married and buying a house, right? Houses are not cheap now. The 140-square-meter three-bedroom I just bought in Yan Jing Jia Yuan cost over 3 million. My monthly mortgage is probably more than what you earn."

Zhang Yue seemed to have a lot to say. If it weren't for seeing that Bai Xiaomeng looked a bit angry, he might have continued.

Tang Song couldn't help but think, "This guy is something else."

Indeed, Zhang Yue was in finance. He casually mentioned something, and the other party could come up with ten points. He even managed to show off his recent real estate purchase in Yan Jing Jia Yuan.

This attitude is comparable to a village aunt at the village entrance.

"Mr. Zhang finished? Should I stand up and applaud to be polite?" Tang Song calmly drank his tea, enjoying the other party's performance.

Although Bai Xiaomeng was angry, considering her relationship with her aunt, she didn't want to make a scene. She had to speak up, "Zhang Yue, can you stop bragging about your big house all the time? I really can't stand this kind of flaunting behavior. And Tang Song is my friend. Why are you talking nonsense about him? He has his own plans, and there's no need for your approval."

"Yes, yes, yes, Xiaomeng, you're right. I misspoke. But you know my profession. Dealing with all kinds of people in the business world every day. Tang Song's current situation is really dangerous. With an average education background, always looking for shortcuts, he's likely to fall flat. Alright, alright, don't be angry. I won't mention this again."

Seeing that Bai Xiaomeng was successfully appeased, Zhang Yue shifted his attention to pleasing her.

"Xiaomeng, I see you've been using the same phone for over two years. The configuration is a bit outdated. How about this, after the release of the iPhone 14 next month, I'll give you a top-of-the-line one. What color do you like?"

Bai Xiaomeng quickly put down her chopsticks and waved her hand, refusing, "No, I don't want it. I can't accept such a valuable gift. Besides, my current phone is working fine. Why should I change it?"

"Haha, it's not really that valuable to me. My work performance has been excellent this year, and I should get a promotion next year. By then, I'll switch my Cadillac to an Audi."

Zhang Yue glanced at Tang Song, pointed to the Rolex on his wrist, and said with a smile, "This Rolex, costing over 70,000, was bought with last year's year-end bonus. For me, it's just a decoration. Xiaomeng, a 10,000 yuan Apple phone is nothing for me. It won't cause me any financial pressure. You, as such an outstanding goddess, deserve the latest flagship phone."

Bai Xiaomeng frowned slightly, speaking seriously, "Don't talk nonsense. I'm just an ordinary girl, not some goddess. I think the phone I'm using now is good enough. You don't need to waste this money."

Zhang Yue seemed a bit out of touch, especially sitting next to what he considered a loser, Tang Song, which gave him a sudden boost of confidence. He decided to launch a full-scale offensive and quickly win over this goddess.

Staring straight at Bai Xiaomeng, he said, "Money is meant to be spent on the people we like. I'm happy to do it."

Tang Song, hearing this, shivered. This was some high-quality flattery.

But Zhang Yue thought he was doing great. Continuing his efforts, he said, "Xiaomeng, don't feel sorry for my money. You know my family background. I have two fully-paid houses in my hometown, and my parents have proper jobs with retirement pensions. Now I have a house and a car in Yan Cheng, with no financial pressure at all. Don't reject gifts from me."

Bai Xiaomeng's face couldn't hold up anymore. She put down her chopsticks heavily and said, "I repeat, I won't accept your expensive gifts. Our relationship is far from the point where you can give me a phone."

"I'm sorry, I'm full, and there's work at the company. I need to rush to the office. Tang Song, are you leaving too?"

After saying this, she stood up directly, not giving Zhang Yue a chance to stop her.