Transmigrating into a book: You are a cannon fodder, but you have to run away

Wen Qiye looked at Mo Ling and Wu Lei arguing and couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips.

He couldn't help but take a bite of the grilled squid.

The grilled squid is a little cold now, but it tastes just as good.

He actually felt that the grilled squid was a bit... sweet.

Because the three of them were all from Hai City High School, they quickly became friends.

Wen Qiye is indeed a very gentle person.

During this period, when Zhang De was too busy, Mo Ling would also lend a hand.

Wen Qiye did not sit aside, but took the initiative to step forward to help maintain order among the guests and, by the way, handed the grilled squid to the guests.

With her extremely good looks and polite service, many people gathered in front of Mo Ling's stall - little fairies.

The 500 skewers of squid that were delivered every day were sold out an hour early today.

Wu Lei was also asked by Wen Qiye to help.

He is a sunny and cheerful boy.

In simple terms, he is a socially compulsive person.

He managed to coax the middle-aged ladies who were dancing in the square into buying grilled squids.

This made Mo Ling want to recruit him to work for her.

"Thank you for today."

Wen Qiye smiled gently, and his clear and warm voice sounded.

"You're welcome."

After guzzling half a bottle of Coke, Wu Lei started clamoring for benefits.

"I was a guest, but in the end, I became an employee. You have to give me some benefits, otherwise, I won't introduce my friends to you."

"benefit?"

Mo Ling rolled her eyes. She didn’t know what she was thinking about, but she couldn’t help laughing. Her two cute dimples were faintly visible.

"Yes, the benefits."

Wu Lei nodded vigorously, indicating that there must be benefits, otherwise, he would roll on the ground.

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Wu Lei really helped her a lot today, so this benefit must be rewarded.

Not to mention that he was working hard to attract customers, and was almost bald after being touched on the head by the square dance auntie.

Just for bringing Wen Qiye here, he should be credited with a great achievement.

"Okay, you don't have to go to the cafeteria to eat at noon tomorrow. I'll bring you some squid rice."

"Really?"

Wu Lei is indeed a foodie.

When I heard about squid rice rolls, my eyes couldn't help but light up.

"Is there a way to eat squid like this?"

"That's for sure."

“There are many ways to eat squid.”

When it comes to eating, Mo Ling is no better than a foodie.

She kept recommending various delicious foods, causing Wu Lei to swallow his saliva the whole time.

Wen Qiye sat aside and listened to them quietly.

His eyes would occasionally fall on Mo Ling.

Then, it moved away quickly, as if afraid that if it stayed too long, it would be noticed by its owner.

"Boss, I've packed everything."

Zhang De had already cleaned up everything on the stove, even the skewers that the customers discarded after eating the squid, he collected them all and threw them into the trash can.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work today."

Zhang De waved his hands, he didn't feel tired at all.

On the contrary, he thinks this job is easy?

Not to mention setting up the stall for a few hours, he wouldn't feel tired even if he set up the stall for a whole day.

Isn't this better than working with cement, moving bricks, and climbing up and down on the construction site?

He used to work very hard all day and only earned a few hundred dollars.

It seems like a lot, but in fact, all the work he does is overdrawing his health.

Now, he is still young and doesn't think it is a big deal, but once he gets older, he will suffer from back and leg pains.

Now, he has plenty of time to consider what his next step should be.

At the same time, it does not hinder making money to support yourself.

What's so hard for him?

It was too late for him to be happy.

This is why he is very grateful to Mo Ling.

"See you at school tomorrow."

Zhang De packed up and Mo Ling was also preparing to leave.