Falling back to gl

Unable to enter the door, the drink was taken downstairs again and put back in its original place.

——It doesn't matter whether you give it or not, Ji Cen'an doesn't drink that stuff, it's a waste of effort.

Zhao Qihong stood for a while, knowing that the person was still inside, but just stopped and did not move, hesitating for a long time, and finally did not disturb Ji Cen'an, nor informed Nanjia about it.

Some things are difficult to sort out, so don't mix them indiscriminately if you can not intervene, and it has nothing to do with bystanders.

After going down, Zhao Qihong communicated with other employees, telling them to be smart and don't look like they don't have eyes.

The helpers understood that each of them kept the rules on the ground floor, never set foot on the upper half, and did their duty lightly, and went back to their respective places when they were done.Everyone noticed the clues and knew that something was wrong, but in the end it was the boss's friend, and no one dared to speculate. They would rather ignore it than gossip about it out of curiosity.

Everyone is honest and conscious, no matter what, don't pass it on, let it be.

It was a peaceful and unremarkable night, the same as in the past. Although Nanga was missing, the impact was not great.

Nanjia doesn't come here very often, it's quite common and not worth paying attention to.

At least for the helpers.

Ji Cen'an didn't do anything, he just stayed upstairs until the sun was high, busying himself with his own affairs.

At noon, the man went out without any disturbance, continuing the job interview of the previous two days.Still decided to go to that drink shop, Chen Qirui said that they were recruiting short-term workers there, and the treatment conditions were decent, better than bars.Ji Cen'an contacted the person in charge online, and the beverage shop asked her to come over and have a look in person. If it is suitable, she can go to work tomorrow for training.

The store in the school is a self-created brand, specializing in coffee and self-made beverages. The scale is not large, but the decoration is very good, full of literary style.

The address of the interview was not elsewhere, but Z University near the Polytechnic University, Nanjia's alma mater, and also the place where Nanjia went back regularly and funded donations.

Chen Qirui said it a few days ago, and the person in charge of recruitment also said it, and Ji Cen'an already knew about it.

There is no need to avoid going there, not to mention that the location of the beverage store is hidden, located on the ground floor of the art activity center, the environment is quiet and quiet, most of the customers are low-key student parties, and the average unit price of drinks in the store is higher than two Ten, there are generally no repeat customers, and working there is definitely not easy to be noticed.

Relatively speaking, even if the school's traffic is much larger, it is far safer than bars and Internet cafes where fish and dragons are mixed, and it is actually a good place to go.

The application went smoothly, and the auction was made on the same day.

The person in charge is the store manager of the beverage store. The owner of the investment did not show up. It is said that the owner is far away abroad and has no energy to take care of this, so he entrusted full authority to the store manager.

It seems that the owner of the store is also a graduate of Z University. He did not invest in this store to make money, but to pay for his youthful feelings. In the future, I will be able to get in touch with the face of the young Shaoai, but unfortunately, I can't realize this wish. I am so busy every day that I have no time for the expected life.

To put it bluntly, people burn too much money, and lose money to do business in order to satisfy their superficial self-pursuit, and spend money to buy happiness.

The store manager chattered for almost 10 minutes, introduced his own situation, and spent half an hour exploring Ji Cen'an's background, but he didn't care about her identity, only cared about her ability and ability, whether she had done it or not similar work.

It looks like a professional elite selection, extremely formal.

Ji Cen'an was the only one who went to the interview, and there were no other figures.

Ji Cen'an answered every question, omitted what should not be said, and talked about other aspects.

I don't have much experience, and I don't know how to make drinks, so I can learn.In short, it's just this attitude, don't play fancy words.

After the exchange, the store manager directly expressed his dissatisfaction with her, frowning.However, in the end, Xu could not recruit other employees, so the other party still hired her and told her the treatment of short-term workers: no labor contract, weekly wages, 150 yuan for eight hours a day, and extra if there is overtime.

Because it is a short-term job, the store will not buy insurance for it, so the salary is a bit higher, and it is also promised that two meals a day will be provided.

The working hours are two shifts, with short-term workers on the evening shift, starting at [-]:[-] pm and ending at [-]:[-] pm.

The working conditions of employees are not determined by the store manager, but arranged by the so-called boss.

The shop owner seems unqualified in this aspect, the whole business is a sham, a typical person with a lot of money.The treatment for employees is too high, which is comparable to doing good deeds. Most ordinary beverage shops don't have this amount.

After reporting the conditions, the store manager asked Ji Cen'an what he meant and told him to make a decision quickly.

Not in a hurry to get such a good job opportunity, Ji Cen'an said calmly, "I'll think about it first, and I'll give you an answer tonight."

Obviously, she didn't expect her to hesitate. If other applicants meet this requirement, they will 100% agree.

The store manager was stunned for half a second, then returned to normal, and said nonchalantly: "Yes. But if someone else comes later and finds someone more suitable, I won't reserve a seat here. You try to give the answer as early as possible, before ten o'clock tonight, okay?"

Ji Cen'an nodded and said, "Yes, good."

The interview ends here, and we part.

Ji Cen'an didn't stay outside for long, instead he took the bodyguard who couldn't get rid of him in the dark and turned back by bus.

Chen Qirui called to inquire about the result, and when he learned that she was still picking and choosing, he said bitterly to this side: "It didn't rain today, did you take a shower last night and your brain got flooded?"

Ji Cen'an didn't get annoyed, and just scolded him casually.

Chen Qirui was annoyed that he couldn't fight, and wished he could help him agree.

Thousands of dollars are not much, and there are not many jobs that can earn thousands of dollars safely. They all got here by scratching and rolling. They know that this job is very suitable for Ji Cen'an, and there should be no similar jobs in other shops. that's it.

Labor is the least valuable. It has no technical content, and all it earns is hard work. Outsiders in this line of work usually spend two to three thousand a month.Chen Qirui didn't understand Ji Cen'an's thoughts, it was clear that she was going to interview herself, but now she was ambiguous and couldn't figure it out.

"If it wasn't for Ah Chong to let her watch you, the devil would care about you." Chen Qirui was impatient, and opened his mouth and said, "Let me tell you, don't act like heaven and earth, hurry up and agree, we will go to work together tomorrow." .”

After speaking, she cursed again, bluntly saying that she has a lot of problems and doesn't know what is good and what is bad.

Chen Qirui is a sky cannon, jumping up at a click, very annoying.

Ji Cen'an turned the volume on the phone, and Chen Qirui went crazy on the opposite side, always in the same dead state.

Zhao Qihong, who was on the other side of the living room, glanced here, and took the conversation between the two into his ears. He didn't show it on the surface, and didn't interfere with it. But after he walked away, he still reported the matter to the person in the old house in private. listen.

Ji Cen'an sat on the sofa, hung up the phone for a while, and then put away the phone. Looking over there from the corner of his eye, he could see what Zhao Qihong was going to do.

They are all tricks she has used before, it is impossible not to know them all, and to understand them all.

The way Nanjia treats her now is less than one-tenth of what she did back then, far worse.Zhao Qihong didn't need Ji Cen'an to observe carefully for Zhao Qihong's little trick, it was exposed early in the morning.

Zhao Qihong made a phone call in the backyard, went out for a few minutes, and then came in as if nothing had happened.

When I returned to the living room, the person on the sofa had disappeared and went upstairs again.

Always feeling something strange, Zhao Qihong was a little puzzled, and called a helper to ask, but he couldn't find anything unusual.

"Forget it, it's okay." Zhao Qihong said, fearing that Ji Cen'an would come down suddenly and then dismiss the helper.

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The old house in the east of the city, the Nan family.

Taking advantage of the old lady's birthday banquet, Father Nan called all four children back.

In addition to Nanjia who was in the middle, the boss and a pair of twins also came.The four children are all at the age of adult work, and the twins are the youngest, but they are also in their twenties.

The Nan family is a big traditional family. Every group gathering of all members will be more formal and serious, and the conversation will last for a long time.

The rest of the family were discussing attentively, not only talking about the birthday banquet, but also talking about some irrelevant topics.

For example, everyone's recent trends, such as workplace business.

Nanjia used to participate more or less in one or two, and often did not express her opinions, but she would listen to them. But tonight, she couldn't get involved, she was restless, and she didn't care what her father and brothers and sisters were saying.

The day is too tiring at work, and the family is boring, such an occasion is not very meaningful.

In the middle of the family meeting, Nanjia left the meeting, went outside to enjoy some fresh air, and took a call by the way, not wanting to listen anymore.

The person stood up without saying a word, did not know what to say, and did not explain, ignoring the existence of the other family members at the table, as if taking them as air.

Nan's father looked a little ugly when he was belittled by the child in public, but it was all right, so he endured it.

Today is different from the past. Today's Nanjia is the most important one in the family. She is no longer the gentle daughter who had to listen to the elders. In the past two years, everyone present has to rely on her to live, and they can no longer call her around. up.

The twins looked at each other, knowing that the sky would be turned upside down later, they both pretended to be dead like quails.

Only the elder brother and Nan's father took the same stand, his face turned dark, and he unconsciously tightened his fists.

Nanjia is becoming more and more unruly, less and less like a member of this family, and strangers to get along with than outsiders.

If there is not an old lady in this house, the old man can manage Nanjia, I am afraid that Nanjia will not even step into the gate of the old house all year round.

She was fine five years ago, very normal, and she has changed a lot in the past few years... The boss Nan Yuen's face darkened, and when Nanjia walked out, she squeezed out a sentence through her teeth: "Immature" s things."

The dragon and the phoenix looked at each other, the younger brother kicked the third sister's leg lightly under the table, not daring to take a breath.

When Nan Yuen scolded his daughter like this, Nan's father didn't hold back for a while, as if agreeing with his son's point of view, he suppressed his anger forcibly, tried his best to calm down, then slammed on the table, pointed at Sang Huai and reprimanded the moving little brother: "Sit down!" If you can't help it, just get away, don't get in the way here!"

The sound is not loud, and I don't know if people outside can hear it.

The younger brother sat upright, not daring to talk back.

Without Nanjia's confidence, let alone that ability.He lowered his head and whispered, "I was wrong, sorry."

It's a pity that Nan's father still couldn't get used to his useless appearance, he couldn't vent his anger on the person involved, raised his hand and slapped his younger brother's face with a scrape, and slapped the younger son's face reddened on the spot, and it was slightly swollen immediately.

The little brother covered his face and sat down in a huff.

Either beating or scolding, no retaliation or no retaliation.

The more traditional the family, the more orderly it is. In the world, only the father beats the son, and there is no reason for the son to fight back.

The whole family is on top, and after the younger brother is beaten, he will have to offer tea to Father Nan alone to admit his mistake later.It's the way it should be, and it's always been like this at home.

There are Nanma and the old lady here tonight, both of them are women.

Seeing her younger brother being beaten, Nan's mother was heartbroken, but she didn't step forward to stop him.

Those who are close to vermilion will be red, and those who are close to ink will be black. There is no room for whiteness in a vat of muddy water. If it falls into it, it will be polluted.

The meeting in the room lasted for two or three hours without ending.

Nanjia didn't go in again, and walked around the garden twice, waiting for the old lady to come out.

The old lady cherished this granddaughter since she was a child, and loved her far more than her other grandchildren.The old man is the only warm person in this family, much more normal than Father Nan and the others. She is a caring and warm old lady, optimistic, kind, and kind to everyone, especially Nanjia.

The old lady came out very late, knowing that Nanga was there, so she came here alone with a cane, and sat next to her granddaughter.

Unlike Nan's father, Nanjia respected the old lady very much, calling out to say hello when people came.

The old lady smiled kindly, and comforted her first: "Don't worry about your father, don't take it to heart."

Nanjia looked at the old man and raised his hand to help him.

"It's okay, no need." The old lady said, and when she sat down, she asked her granddaughter how she was doing, and said a few words of concern, "I haven't seen you back recently, I'm afraid you're busy, and your mother and I don't want to bother you."

Nanjia said: "There is a lot of business these days, and it will be easier in a few days."

Grabbing her hand and holding it, the old lady patted the back of her hand. The old lady said earnestly: "Young people, please be busy and work hard, and you will be promising in the future."

The grandparents and grandchildren didn't chat much, and they just talked about those commonplace things, which didn't make much sense.

But Nanjia didn't feel bored either. He stayed with the old man and spent some time with the old lady.

It was almost the same, the old lady still talked about Xu Xingjian as usual, and asked about each other.

Nanga was speechless.

The old lady has a clear personality, but she still said: "He's pretty nice, I've watched him grow up, and the two families know everything."

Nanga didn't refute this, and replied, "You said it before."

The old lady smiled and said: "I'm old, my memory is bad, and I forgot again."

Nanjia said: "I talked about it when I came back last time."

"So..." the old lady said, seeing that she didn't want to talk about it, she turned the subject away and asked her to stay for another night.

Nanjia did not agree, "The company has something to do tomorrow."

The old lady was a little disappointed, but she was fine, and understood her hard work.

But the old man was still thinking about that matter after all, and turned back to Xu Xingjian in the end, saying: "Your mother also likes him, in fact, it's very good and suitable."

Some reasons do not make sense, and it is useless to argue no matter how many times.

A trip back is enough. Nanjia is not in the mood to argue any more, just click on it and let it go after listening.

It was originally planned to rest here for another night, but so far there is no need for it, and staying here will only create more grievances.

Nan Jia drove away by herself, and Nan's father, Nan Yu'en and others were furious, and were half-dead from her outrageous and outrageous behavior.

Father Nan's heart is not good, the previous outburst was enough for him, but after such a stimulus, he became impatient, his chest hurt, and he almost fell to the ground.

The family members turned their backs on their backs, and it was really hard to deal with.

Nanjia couldn't see these things, out of sight and out of mind, he drove towards the house on Hancheng Road.

... In the middle of the journey, the car turned around and turned back.

But instead of going back to the old house, we turned to Beiyuan from the intersection.

It was almost midnight when the car arrived at Beiyuan.

On the night of the full moon, the silver light shines on the road, and the far-reaching road becomes a long gray line.

The villa was clean, Zhao Qihong and the others went to bed early, only the one on the second floor was still awake.

Ji Cen'an leaned against the soft back of the seat, leaning against it.

I don't know if it's a coincidence, or I expected the other party to come back, so I waited like this.

Nanjia pushed the door open, locked it, and walked up to him.

There are empty wine glasses on the coffee table, and the bottle of Romanee-Conti is running out, and it is almost empty.

Ji Cen'an could drink enough, so he was not drunk, and he could still look up at Nanjia, stood up, and said, "I thought you wouldn't come back."

The eyes moved accordingly, Nanjia asked: "What?"

Standing there, without avoiding it, let her approach.

Ji Cen'an lowered his head slightly when he got up, his beautiful long eyes were half closed, his voice was hoarse from the smell of alcohol, and he said, "It's nothing..."

The exhaled breath landed on Nanga's lips, warm and moist, with a cloudy and unclear flavor.