Silently Showing Off Is the Most Deadly

Hearing this, Zhao Quanli and Wang Jiajia looked at Zhao Zirui hopefully.

Being a civil servant was their family's first choice.

There was nothing wrong with a girl choosing a stable job.

"Which department did you apply for?" Zhao Zirui asked.

"It was also tax."

"Then why didn't you tell me in advance? I could still help you improve your scores before the exam," Zhao Zirui said. "I think your written test results might have been able to go up a few grades."

"It's mainly because you're too busy. I was too embarrassed to look for you."

Because Zhao Zirui's home was not in Victory Village, and he only came back once or twice a year, their relationship was much more distant.

Even though she knew that he was already a civil servant in the tax bureau, she was too embarrassed to seek him out over this.

"Alright, I'll help you ask about this." Zhao Zirui said.