After I Blocked the Matchmaker Customer Service, He Came for Door-to-door Service - Chapter 8
Chapter 8
Xie Chi said employees of the After-sales Department weren’t allowed to privately set users up.
I said, “Then you should leave?”
He went quiet for two seconds.
“I’ve already resigned.”
I nearly choked on my tangerine.
“You immortal agencies let people resign?”
“We’re not immortals. We’re contract workers.”
“Do you get social insurance and a housing fund?”
“Yes. Includes workers’ comp for the next life.”
I laughed so hard I couldn’t stop.
Xie Chi watched me laugh, and his own eyes curved slightly.
That was the first time I’d ever seen him smile so clearly.
Like someone who had finally clocked out.
I asked, “You resigned just to come find me?”
He didn’t answer right away.
He peeled a tangerine and picked off the white pith bit by bit.
“Not entirely.”
I raised an eyebrow.
“Go on.”
“Fate After-sales Service can only repair the wrong lines. It can’t decide how users love people from then on.”
“I used to think that was good.”
He handed me the tangerine.
“Later, I realized I wanted to step out of the work orders too.”
I took the tangerine.
“Xie Chi, you sound a lot like someone who just lost his job.”
“I did.”
“Do you have savings?”
“A little.”
“A place to live?”
“I moved out of the employee dorm.”
I looked at him.
“So you showed up with a bag of tangerines to throw yourself on a user’s mercy?”
Xie Chi corrected me seriously.
“I’m not throwing myself on your mercy.”
“Then what is this?”
“Applying for a job.”
He took a piece of paper from his pocket.
Written on it was: Resume for the Position of Jiang Mian’s Personal Life Assistant.
I burst out laughing as soon as I read the first line.
Name: Xie Chi.
Specialties: identifying rotten romantic prospects, repairing faulty relationships, average cooking skills but willing to learn.
Expected salary: negotiable.
Additional notes: will not force matchmaking, will not make decisions for the user.
I looked up.
“You think I need a life assistant?”
“Not necessarily.”
“Then what are you applying for?”
Xie Chi put the resume away, his voice dropping a little.
“I just wanted to ask if you’d be willing to let me stay somewhere near your life.”
That sentence softened my heart more than any confession could have.
Near.
Not barging in. Not binding me. Not saying it was destined.
Just asking if he could stay nearby.
I split the tangerine and gave him half.
“One-month probation period.”
Xie Chi’s eyes brightened.
“For what position?”
I thought about it.
“Ordinary friend.”
He nodded.
“Okay.”
“Ordinary friends don’t get room and board.”
“I can rent a place.”
“Ordinary friends can’t come over every day.”
“Every other day?”
I looked at him.
He immediately corrected himself.
“Whenever it’s convenient for you.”
I nodded in satisfaction.
This man had a strong capacity for learning.
