The Magician of Clow

Chapter 857 Work, Magic Boy

"A bag of Farmhouse's white bread, 55p. By the way, senior, you came to the supermarket so early to buy something?"

"Here, because I don't want to eat dirt either. Didn't you come to work so early, junior girl?"

The scanner made a beep, and it was still the Tesco supermarket in downtown Stratford. After walking for at least five or six kilometers, Fang Ran finally came here.

As for the reason why you have to come here after traveling so far, that is because only 56p only knows that there is 55p bread here,
It was the only person he knew in the whole of London.

Looking at the profile of the Queen of England printed in his hand, there happened to be a 1p coin left after buying the bread,
Fang Ran's mouth twitched, always feeling some kind of malice from the goddess of fate.

"By the way, junior girl, did your teacher tell you before taking you out, what should you do if you lose contact abroad?"

After taking the bread, he took out a piece and took a bite. He felt that this tasteless white bread was simply the best thing in the world. Fang Ran suddenly felt a little sad and asked with a sigh.

"Disconnected?"

Sitting behind the cash register, Tang Bing, who was very idle because there were no classes for the first two classes at school and there were no guests in the morning when he came to work, blinked a little strangely at Fang Ran who asked this question, and then answered as a matter of course:

"What else can you do if you lose contact? Waiting for the school to send someone to find you. It's a simple truth."

"Wait for someone to come."

However, Fang Ran, who had been biting the bread one by one and just asked a question casually, was suddenly stunned, wondering if it was because his stomach was full and his brain was also full.

All of a sudden, he seemed to be enlightened to understand how to return to China now.

Yes, now that I am incapacitated, being hunted down, unable to contact the outside world, plus I have no money and no documents,

It is simply impossible to return to Huaxia on your own!
It's a shame that I'm still foolishly thinking of trying to figure out my own way.
Fang Ran, who was biting on the bread, was stunned for a while. As the so-called fan of the authorities, after letting Tang Bing remind him casually, he suddenly realized that he was the only way to return to China now.

Just waiting for Grandma Shui to send someone to retrieve him.
Well, although it sounds very hopeless and very shameful, there is nothing to do with the current situation. Generally speaking, without contacting and explaining, it is impossible for anyone to know that he is in trouble in London.

But if it was Shui Lin Lang, who had already predicted that there would be variables in the national war, Fang Ran believed that she would definitely know that she was thrown into London by accident, but it would take time to determine his identity in such a big city. Location
If you are conservative, do you have to stick to it for at least another week?
"Hey! Hey! Senior, come back to your senses!"

His eyes stared at a daze eating bread, until he was shaken by a little white hand in front of his eyes, and then he suddenly recovered from the daze thinking that the goal at this stage was still unchanged, and saw that his hand had not changed. a slice of bread.
Then suddenly, his hands clasped his head and collapsed.

)ΩдΩ(But don’t say he insisted for another week, he’s starving to death now!

"By the way, senior, why do you always buy this cheapest bread? Did your family tell you not to show your wealth outside?"

"Lufu."

Bai Jing's arm lay on the cashier counter and poked Fang Ran's white bread, Tang Bing asked curiously,

Then I saw Fang Ran turned his head away and his eyes had lost their luster with a 'smile' as if his heart was ashes.

"If I let my family know about my current financial situation, they should be worried about me not robbing."

Hmm. Why does this line feel a little heavy.
"Eh!? Senior, are you short of money!?"

However, hearing him say this, Tang Bing sat up quite unexpectedly and covered his mouth in exclamation, letting Fang Ran, who took out another piece of bread and chewed silently, stared at her with a pair of listless dead fish eyes.

"Do I look like I'm rich now?"

"But."

His eyes swept over his shoes and shirt involuntarily, Tang Bing finally just waved his hands a little embarrassedly and said:

"Ah, because the general family conditions that can be admitted to Beijing University are not bad, I thought I was the only one who needed headaches and expenses."

Then speaking of this, as if trying to make up for the embarrassing question he accidentally asked just now, Tang Bing's topic changed as if he remembered something, and he returned to that lively and cheerful spirit and said:

"Then senior, how long do you have to wait in London, do you want to work in this supermarket if you want to save money?"

"work to earn a living??"

The moment he heard her say that, Fang Ran was stunned.

Is this supermarket looking for part-time jobs?

When you are in a desperate situation like now? ? ?
Fang Ran, who originally planned to go to a remote place to look for prey for a while, suddenly felt something strange when someone gave him a pillow when he was dozing off.

Such a coincidence?
"Ah, but to be precise, it's not part-time work. After all, senior, you didn't come to study abroad. Normally, you can't work part-time."

Noticing Fang Ran's stunned expression, Tang Bing quickly blushed slightly, stuck out his tongue and explained honestly:

"It's just that Mrs. Isis kept telling me the other day that she took a few days off because of an employee's injury, so she lacked a cashier and couldn't be busy at night when there were many people. She asked me if there were any classmates willing to help in a short time."

Then speaking of this, she covered her flat chest, feeling the heartache against the wall.

"But I asked a lot of people. When they heard that it was not a long-term job or a low-hourly salary like a supermarket cashier, no one was willing to come, which made me so busy these days and nights."

"Yuck, these guys who have mines at home and go abroad just to play enviable guys"

Fang Ran: "."

It doesn't matter that you seem to reveal something at the end of your sentence, Junior Sister Tang Bing.
"It really doesn't matter. Although I don't know who that Mrs. Isis is, is it really okay to ask someone I just met for a day to help?"

After relieving his hunger a little, he picked up the remaining bread that he could eat only when he couldn't stand it any longer. Fang Ran glanced at Tang Bing. Although the probability was very low, he still didn't want to involve her helpless sigh.

"Also, I'm not a foreign language learner like you, so I can't communicate with foreigners normally."

"Oh, it's alright, Mrs. Isis is the supervisor here and my boarding landlord. She must be relieved to know that you are also a student of Beijing University. It is impossible to disgrace the face of a famous school in the motherland abroad in order to steal some vegetables and fruits."

It seemed that he had discovered a new persuasion target by surprise. The thought of not having to slap the back of his head with his feet at night and getting up early the next day, Tang Bing immediately plucked up all his strength and his eyes flashed with brilliance, trying to win over Fang Ran.

"And seniors, don't worry, the cashier is very simple, basically you don't need to communicate with customers, just sweep the sweep and add dim sum computing power, and they are very willing to recruit Chinese students!"

"why."

Seeing that she was so enthusiastic and vivid, holding the half bag of bread left in her hand, Fang Ran asked silently,
Then when he saw his 'genuine' school girl, he gave a thumbs up and revealed a mysterious smile with deep meaning.

"Well, after all, you know the mathematics of the corrupt country."

Fang Ran: "."

School girl, are you really not afraid of being beaten for maths from a black family?
"A short-term help, although it sounds good,"

He pretended to meditate to himself, and then put on a JOJO face and snorted coldly.

"but I"

"Although £4 an hour is a bit low, but."

"When are we going to see Mrs. Isis."

(End of this chapter)