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Very big.

Two worlds.

Tell me the story of my college roommate! Our families are very similar.

When we graduated in 2006, we embraced parting-to be rich and not to forget each other.

After graduation, I went to Beijing to find a job alone, but I didn't succeed. I soon went on to graduate school and came to Beijing after graduate school.

She left behind in the first year of postgraduate entrance examination and the second year of civil service examination; I plan to go abroad in the third year.

I went to see her when I was in graduate school.

At that time, she talked about a boyfriend, a rich second generation (by the way, my roommate is a beautiful woman). All kinds of eating, drinking and having fun. I'm a little confused: "Aren't you an exam? Why do you always go out to play? "

She said the exam also needs to be relaxed!

I went to work in Beijing after my master's degree. At that time, she had lost interest in postgraduate entrance examination, civil service examination and going abroad, and planned to find a job. But it is not easy to find a blank for three years.

By that time, I had found a job in Beijing, which was not bad. Just put in a good word with the leader and the leader agreed. Let her come here, there are five insurances and one gold.

She was happy on the phone and then she couldn't come. I asked again and said I didn't want to go. The leader is a little unhappy.

Later, she was sorry to say that she was accidentally pregnant.

Rich second generation can also get married quickly. It is equivalent to getting married without going to work the day before marriage.

Then there's the baby. Baby. Do you often ask me to watch TV plays when I work overtime? That hostess is great!

Sorry to say, "Talk to you later."

I walked by several times, but no one paid any attention to me. The circle of friends is all kinds of sunbathing babies, and they have obviously gained weight.

One night last winter, I was sleeping. When I received her phone call, I cried at the top of my lungs and gave me a fright.

She complained intermittently: As early as during pregnancy, the rich second generation cheated. Now it's almost blatant.

I asked, "What do you want to do?"

She said: "I don't have the ability to work now. I haven't worked for so many years, so no company will take me. This is the only way. Stay with the baby! He and his in-laws are still good for their children. "

This phone call revealed that although the rich second generation has a good family, they still have several brothers. This industry is mainly managed by my brother. He only does odd jobs, and his brother gives him some money. So there is plenty of time to play.

Have a house, a car and delicious food, and buy whatever you want. But there is no savings. They don't dress well either, because the two brothers said they wouldn't go out to work anyway.

The young couple seem to have a good life, but in fact they are poor.

He knows nothing about what really makes money. He must be weak in the future property division.

I'll talk. The baby will be taken away by the nanny. Start from the beginning. I'll get a job.

By this time, I had settled down in Beijing and bought a house and a car.

She hesitated and said forget it.

I was angry and ignored her. She is a typical example of playing a good card badly.