"What are you using to withdraw? You've spent all your money." Kong Mengjie was almost dying of anxiety.
"I'll sell it in the county, it'll definitely be better priced."
"Are you dreaming? I'm telling you, arrange for me to start work right away, or I'll report you for fraud."
"Are you okay? You just said the textile factory isn't mine, the notice says to report on March 15th, what can I do?"
"What if the textile factory doesn't acknowledge the job then?"
"The factory won't recognize the county mayor's notice? You're overthinking."
"Is it really like that?"
"Believe it or not. If there's nothing else, I'm going to sleep."
"You can't leave."
"Are you crazy? If that's the case, go ahead and report me."
"No way, you went to the factory today, you're already the director's secretary, letting me report a bit early won't be a problem."
"Why should I go? Our relationship isn't that close, right?"
"You must go. Otherwise, I'll keep pestering you at your home."
