Comprehensive film: the sweet daily life of urban drama

Chen An turned around and saw Nana pouting, looking very unhappy. He couldn't help but ask curiously, "What's wrong? Who offended you?"

"You, and Mr. Xie, you have pissed me off..." Nana turned and walked towards the bar and started cleaning up.

Chen An touched his nose and roughly understood why Nana was angry.

"Did you have insomnia last night?"

"I don't want to talk to people with high IQ..." Nana rolled her eyes. This feeling can only be understood if you experience it yourself.

"Why are you so sarcastic? I wanted to explain to you, but looking at your current state, it seems unnecessary. I'll leave first..."

Nana looked at Chen An angrily, "Stop right there and tell me..."

Chen An stopped and turned to look at Nana and asked, "If I say that as long as you eat on time every day, I will give you 10,000 yuan in a month, and you can have three chances within this month, and it does not count as a violation of the conditions due to special reasons, then in your heart, do you think that this 10,000 yuan is a sure thing?"

"Is this natural? It's just eating on time, what's so difficult about that?"

Chen An spread his hands, "Yes, it's the same in the restaurant. In the village, the working hours are not too strict. Isn't it difficult not to be late or leave early?"

"Is this what you call a carrot?" Nana said as if it was nothing special.

"That's right, but this carrot can actually be eaten, unlike some carrots that you can see but can't eat, so people will subconsciously think that this carrot is theirs, and that's the key."

"You talk big, but isn't it just empty talk?" Nana curled her lips.

"Many elderly people in the village are busy working and making money every day. At their age, why do they make money? To provide for their parents, to help their children share the pressure, to refuse to accept old age? To earn some pocket money for their children and grandchildren. These are probably the reasons."

"For them, throwing away carrots is very painful. This carrot can be worth two hundred or five hundred yuan, it depends on the situation."

Nana still felt something was wrong. "Although your method is feasible, they are so old and have limited physical strength and energy. It's okay for me to do more."

"You are not solving the problem at all, but hiding and intensifying the conflict. You can't be a volunteer in the restaurant for the rest of your life, right? You have a good temper and personality, and you don't care about these small problems, but if you leave and someone else takes your place, what will happen? Have you ever thought about it?"

"I..." Nana was a little speechless for a moment. After all, although she liked her current life very much, was it possible for her to stay in the village for the rest of her life? Apart from anything else, she was not Sun Wukong. Didn't she need to consider her parents' feelings?

"Look, you actually know everything. Besides, this is for everyone's good. Nana, have you never felt a little unhappy in your heart? If you say you have never felt unhappy, I would like to call you the Virgin Mary." Chen An joked.

He rolled his eyes at Chen An and said, "I'm not a saint. I don't have such a high level. Sometimes I feel a little awkward, but it's just like that once you get used to it. Besides, the two grandmas are nice people and treat me very well. As a junior, I want to do more if I can."

"Haha, actually, look at the donkey. As long as the master gives the order, it will go and stop as soon as he is told to go. What is this called? Muscle memory, instinctive reaction, just like you are wiping the cups while chatting with me now, but look how clean it is, it can even reflect light..."

Nana glared at Chen An with a frown on her face, threatening him with her fist raised, "You said I was a donkey, you're asking for a beating..."

Chen An smiled awkwardly, "Don't be angry, don't be angry. I admit that this analogy doesn't sound good, but it is indeed very appropriate, isn't it?"

"Then the whip you are talking about is Xiaochun?"

Chen An gave a thumbs up. "Smart, that's what I meant. However, Xiaochun's whip has lost its effect at present. After all, a whip that doesn't hurt or itch will be no different from a tickle over time."

Nana thought about it and couldn't help but chuckle, "Although this may sound unpleasant, what you said is correct. Every time Xiaochun asked the two grandmas to do something, they always had an excuse to deal with it, and rarely did it directly. Xiaochun was angry and helpless. It's quite funny to think about it."

Chen An spread his hands, "So, I can't make a whip. After all, even if I make a good whip, it will go back to its original state after I leave for a while."

"Only if manager Xiaochun acts as a whip himself and uses carrots to enforce the law can rules be established, which is a long-term solution."

"Why does it have to be Sister Xiaochun? Wouldn't Mr. Xie be fine too? And he has more prestige in the village." Nana was a little curious.

"Have you ever played chess? Have you ever seen a veteran charging into the front line?"

Nana reacted and asked, "You mean to let Sister Xiaochun be cannon fodder?"

"That's not the right way to describe it. This is her responsibility. You've been in a big city before. While a general manager enjoys power, he also has responsibilities. When there's a benefit, everyone benefits. When there's a problem, the general manager takes the blame. Have you ever seen a chairman take the blame so easily?"

Nana naturally understood this, but she just felt uncomfortable. She glanced at Chen An and complained, "The dog lifted the door curtain with its mouth. I can't argue with you, okay? Help me with some work and move these over there."

Chen An stretched out his finger and shook it, "A glass of juice, or no deal."

"Okay, juice, right? I'll make it for you now, okay?" He thought to himself, you'll be in trouble soon.

Chen An started to help clean up, and soon he finished. Nana also placed a glass of orange juice in front of Chen An, "Thank you for your hard work, Xiao Chen, drink it quickly..."

Looking at Nana's smiling face, Chen An always felt something was wrong, but he was indeed a little thirsty, so he picked up the cup and drank most of it in one gulp. His expression froze for a moment, and he opened his mouth to vomit, but Nana was quick to cover Chen An's mouth with a rag: "Don't vomit, it's a shame to waste..."

Chen An's throat rolled and he swallowed the juice with difficulty. He quickly ran to the refrigerator, picked up a bottle of mineral water, and drank it all in one gulp. Only then did he feel his throat better.

Nana looked at Chen An's embarrassed look and laughed so hard that her body shook...

"Nana, you're going too far. How much sugar did you add? Are you planning to choke me to death?" I stared at Nana and really wanted to hold her down and slap Tuntun twice. It turned out that the man with thick eyebrows and big eyes was not a good person?

Nana was in a good mood and snorted, "Who told you to finish your sentences halfway every time, causing me to suffer from insomnia?"

"It's hard to be Lu Dongbin..."

"If you say that again, I'll replace it with salt next time..."

Chen An blinked his eyes. Is this still the familiar Nana? Why does it feel like the style is not right?