Daddy spoils his wife 100 points

"As for why I found this job, it was actually because I was fooled and deceived at the beginning, and then I didn't know what else I could do, so I stayed on forever."

Seemingly saying these words with ease, Song Qingyu's heart was actually not relaxed.

There are many cheap hotels near the train station, and Song Qingyu found the cheapest one, which doesn't even require an ID card.

After entering the house, Song Qingyu could bear the moist and greasy air in a place the size of a palm.

After carefully locking the doors and windows, Song Qingyu lay down on the bed and slept until evening.

She was woken up by hunger, and she didn't drink a drop of water on the train, and she slept heavily for another day, so she would have been very hungry by now.

Carrying the small bag that Zhao's mother bought earlier, Song Qingyu walked slowly on the street, looking at the bustling city.

Song Qingyu was stunned by the high consumption in big cities. A random bowl of noodles cost more than 20 yuan?
You must know that more than 20 yuan can order a large plate of meat dishes in Mama Zhao's restaurant!
After walking for a whole street, they couldn't find any cheap restaurants. Song Qingyu was too hungry to walk. Fortunately, he came across a night market street around the corner.

Here are some small vendors pushing carts to sell food, and the consumption is relatively low.

Song Qingyu chose a cheap fried noodle shop, sat on a low stool, and ate slowly.

After eating and returning to the hotel, Song Qingyu thought about what he should do tomorrow?To get a job on the street?
But today, when she saw those exquisite and mature shop assistants in those high-end shops, Song Qingyu knew that it was impossible for her to find such a job.

"Forget it, let's rest first, and ask the proprietress tomorrow." Thinking like this, Song Qingyu slowly fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Song Qingyu packed up and went downstairs, the proprietress was cooking porridge on the stove outside.

"Auntie, I want to ask, do you know any restaurants that recruit people around here? I want to find a job."

Song Qingyu asked softly, the proprietress looked up at Song Qingyu, and looked him up and down.

"Restaurant? Girl, the work in the restaurant is hard and tiring. What are you doing for such a hard job? Auntie will introduce you to an easy job. Do you want to do it?"

The proprietress saw that Song Qingyu was young and handsome, and she could also see Song Qingyu's innocent eyes, and she understood at a glance that Song Qingyu was not deeply involved in the world.

Coupled with a not-so-foreign attire, Song Qingyu's details were also indistinguishable.

Sure enough, Song Qingyu asked stupidly, "What kind of job is it? Can I do it?"

Only then did the proprietress smile, "Yes, yes, you, you are the most suitable!"

He got up and went into the house, and told Song Qingyu, "Girl, help me stir the pot so it doesn't overflow."

Song Qingyu obediently sat on the small stool in front of the stove, earnestly stirring the porridge in the pot with a shovel.

After a while, the proprietress came out with a smile on her face.

"Girl, just wait, someone will come over in a while and take you to see work.

You haven't had breakfast yet, have you?Just in time to eat something together! "

Facing the sudden enthusiasm of the proprietress, Song Qingyu only thought that people in big cities were as simple and enthusiastic as people in small villages, and did not realize the darkness behind this smile at all.

After about half an hour, a car drove up in front of the hotel. A fat man got out of the car and shouted,

"Auntie! Where are you? I'm here!"

The proprietress took Song Qingyu to watch TV in the room on the first floor, and when she heard someone calling her, she quickly pulled Song Qingyu out.

"Gangzi, you are really slow in coming! What are you doing?" The proprietress complained,
"I'm still waiting to go to the supermarket to buy limited-time special fruit! You've delayed me!"

Gangzi looked impatient, "When you called me, I hadn't woken up yet! Come in half an hour, it's fast enough!"

Seeing Song Qingyu standing behind his aunt, Gangzi's eyes revealed a bit of surprise, and then he secretly exchanged glances with his aunt.

"Okay, I'll take that man away! Come back and pick you up for dinner at home, let's go first."

Gangzi didn't talk nonsense, as if he had something to worry about, he let Song Qingyu get into the car without asking a word.

Song Qingyu got into the car in a daze, she didn't even figure out what job the proprietress introduced her to.

What does this person in front of him do? Where is he going to drive himself?
But in the blink of an eye, thinking about the enthusiastic smile of the proprietress, Song Qingyu cheered herself up in her heart, she must not be a bad person.

The car stopped at the door of a shop with low-key decoration. Song Qingyu could only vaguely make out the English letters on it, but he didn't know what it meant.

"Come with me." Gangzi parked the car, let Song Qingyu get out of the car, and led her in with ease.

Although it was daytime, the room was still dark, and the lights were not even turned on.

Song Qingyu fumbled and stepped on the steps little by little. Gangzi, who was walking in front, saw Song Qingyu falling far behind him, chuckled secretly, "bump", then turned on the flash of his phone, and went to wait for Song Qingyu.

With the lights on, Song Qingyu walked a little faster.

Gangzi led Song Qingyu to a room with the word office written on it. Gangzi asked Song Qingyu to wait outside the door and went in by himself.

After about ten minutes, the door was opened just now and Song Qingyu was let in.

The room was smoky, and every breath was filled with a strong smell of tobacco. Song Qingyu was not used to smelling it, so he kept coughing due to choking.

"Gangzi, go get this little sister a bottle of water."

The man sitting at the opposite desk was talking to Gangzi, and got up by the way to turn on the air conditioner in the room.

With the filter of the air conditioner, the air in the room quickly became clean, and Song Qingyu could see the face of the man opposite him clearly.

"Everyone calls me Brother Ran, I'm the manager here."

Brother Ran took out a can of beer from the cabinet behind him, opened it and drank it straight away.

"Hi, hello, my name is Song Qingyu, my aunt introduced me to work here." Song Qingyu said timidly.

"I heard from Gangzi that you should follow the internship for half a month first, and then become a regular if you are capable. The salary is a basic salary plus a commission on drinks. The basic salary is 5000.

The commission is based on 5.00% of the drinks. For a newcomer like you, you can spend around 1 yuan in the first few months.
If you have your own customers in the future, your income will only get higher and higher. "

While Brother Ran was speaking, more than half of the can of beer had gone down.

5000?Ten thousand?Song Qingyu was secretly surprised in her heart.

Is this the standard of living in a big city?

The 5000 yuan that Zhao's mother gave her before she left can only be regarded as the restaurant's income for a few months!
But here, you can get so much in a month!

"What do I need to do? Do I need to wash the dishes?" Song Qingyu asked stupidly, and now it was Brother Ran's turn to be stunned.

"Hehe, I still remember Brother Ran's surprised expression at that time."

Song Qingyu smiled at Yan Yixi, this smile is very beautiful.