99 degrees of favor

Huo Meizhen had a beautiful smile on her face. She was tall and tall, standing next to An Xin, she also had a certain temperament.

The corners of An Xin's lips were raised, and his brows and eyes were so gentle under the sun.

Su Xiaoxiao didn't know what they were talking about, maybe it was a simple greeting, maybe it was a deep chat, but it could be seen that their relationship was very close.

She felt sad and walked out.

Standing by the pillar, staring at the two figures under the sun, feeling inexplicably sad, because of a design, did he and she get closer?

"Who told you I'm single? I've got a girlfriend."

An Xin's voice seemed to still linger in his ears, yes, he has a girlfriend.

12 years, 12 years can change a lot of things.

Nothing has changed, only her.

Su Xiaoxiao looked away from them, and she walked out of the Sheng Group.

I took the bus and came to a food stall not far from the downstairs of the shared apartment (it was a rather messy place with substandard sanitation, where I ate barbecue and Mala Tang).

"Smile! You got off work very early today! Hurry up and help!" The proprietress is a fat woman in her 40s, wearing an apron, messy hair, smelling of oily smoke, and is skillfully grilling.Seeing her, his eyes were starry, as if he saw a savior.

The man who came out of the side hall with a large stack of plates saw her, sweating profusely, but smiled brightly, "Su Xiaoxiao! You came just in time! Hurry up and collect the plates!"

"Okay." Su Xiaoxiao walked in without frowning, and put the shoulder bag into the dirty cabinet with ease.

"Xiaoxiao, what's wrong with your feet?" The proprietress inadvertently saw that she was not walking normally, and asked with concern while busy.

The entire shed is surrounded by red tent cloth, and the smell of oily smoke is flying all over the sky, permeating the surrounding air, and the visibility is extremely low.

"It's okay, I twisted it a bit, and it's much better." Su Xiaoxiao smiled back, coughed twice, and walked towards the shed.

The big shed is very noisy, the lights are not very bright, it is dim, and there is a black high-power fan in every corner. There are more than 30 tables surrounded by guests. The tables are ordinary round wooden tables painted with red paint. , due to long-term use, the paint has peeled off in many places, revealing the true color of the wood, and it looks dirty.

The chairs are the cheapest pink and red plastic back chairs, the kind that cost 10 yuan a piece. They are very thin and can be broken with a little force.

Most of the guests who eat barbecue and Malatang here are young men and women in their 30s, and there are also men with fat heads and fat ears. A few of them often open a few boxes of cheap beer. Life.

Some chatted, and some abused through alcohol.

There are voices calling the boss to order and pay. In short, all kinds of voices are mixed together, which is very noisy.

Su Xiaoxiao has been working part-time here for a while, 60 yuan an hour, the task is to do chores, take dishes and wash dishes, order and serve food, help fetch beer, help throw away wine bottles, in short, do whatever the guests need, just like a normal person A cheap robot.

Around ten o'clock in the evening is the peak period of passenger flow for food stalls, and it is also the busiest time for Su Xiaoxiao.

"Beauty! Another case of beer! Table 10!" Not far away, a shirtless man raised his hand high. Every time he saw Su Xiaoxiao, he was very happy.

"Okay! Come right away!" Su Xiaoxiao wrote down quickly in a small notebook with a pen.

"Waiter! Table No. 8, two chicken legs, one roast duck! And two glasses of juice! Hurry up, please!"

"Okay! Come right away!" Su Xiaoxiao remembered quickly, then turned and ran away.