Thousands of years old silly white sweet

Compared with the embarrassment and desperation found by Xiujue, it is obviously more terrifying to be discovered by Xiujue's followers.

Dong Changqing ran away again after three seconds of bewilderment, and vowed that she would never distribute leaflets in this place in the future.

No, he didn't want to hand out leaflets at all.

And Cui Yan, who was also in a daze, walked into the CEO's office with a dazed expression, "President Xiu..."

"What's up."

Mr. Xiu faced the floor-to-ceiling windows, just looking at his back was very lonely and gloomy, obviously not in a good mood.

Cui Yan thought for a while, walked a few steps in front of him, and deliberately lowered his voice, "I'm downstairs, and I saw Dong Changqing..."

This is the way wise people speak, never finishing their doubts in one breath.

"What is he doing?"

"Distributed leaflets again, got into a dispute with the security guard at the gate, and ran away as soon as they saw me."

Xiu Jue sneered, "I see."

Regarding the matter of Dong Changqing, Xiujue did not entrust it to Cui Yan to handle everything by himself. There are two reasons. He will feel more at ease if he arranges it himself.

Seeing that he didn't want to say more, Cui Yan didn't dare to ask further, and turned to talk about work matters, "The project of Shengmeng Amusement Park has been taken down, and construction will start in February next year..."

On the other side, Dong Changqing returned to the coffee shop on time with his meal in mind. He thought that working in this kind of place must eat pizza, cakes, etc., and maybe there will be sweet and sour drinks, which are cold and cold. ice cream.

However, it turns out that Dong Changqing thinks too much.

For Dong Changqing, who is used to Aunt Wang's craftsmanship, the breakfast on the table can be described as shabby.

A few dishes of mustard, a pot of rice porridge, and a pot of small flower rolls, there is nothing left.

"Eat." Li Chuang asked him while pinching the flower roll and putting pickles on it.

Dong Changqing curled her lips, stood up with a look of disgust, and sat on the empty table beside her, "I won't eat."

Everyone's eyes focused on him for an instant, and then retracted one after another after a while.

Then they whispered.

"Li Chuang, do you know this person?" Seeing that Li Chuang took special care of Dong Changqing, Sun Yue, the front desk manager, asked him.

"I didn't know it before, but the boss brought it here yesterday."

"Really, are you related to Marco?"

"No, I think it looks like he ran away from home." Li Chuang lowered his voice and asked Sun Yue in a low voice, "I reckon it's the second generation of the rich, Sister Sun, look at the watch in his hand, is it real?" .”

"I noticed it this morning. Baozhen, the market value is about [-]." Sun Yue said, and then tilted his head and glanced at the sullen Dong Changqing, "Then it's no wonder that people despise our food."

"I just said, the clothes he wore yesterday are all famous brands."

The waiter Zhao Yingying listened to their conversation, her eyes became brighter and brighter.

Who wants to watch this kind of job of serving people all the time? She has no skills and no culture, but she thinks she is young and beautiful, so she wants to marry a good family that will let her live comfortably. Dong Changqing can see that she is rich. They are all very good-looking, and she liked Boss Ma when he introduced the new employees this morning, but he is a small flyer, what good is good-looking.

it's good now.

Maybe in the past, it would be impossible for people to like her like this, but when it is difficult, she pretends that she doesn't know anything, and there must be a chance...

After eating, everyone got busy again. Taking advantage of her free time, Zhao Yingying got up and went to the staff warehouse, found a bottle of milk from her locker, took a piece of cake from the freezer, and sent it to Dong Changqing, who was unhappy. Step forward, "Here, eat a little, or you will feel uncomfortable when you work at noon."

Dong Changqing looked up at her, "Give it to me?"

"Of course it's for you." Zhao Yingying smiled sweetly, but her eyes were full of longing.

Dong Changqing blinked her eyes, her long eyelashes fluttered twice, as if she was struggling whether to accept it or not.

Zhao Yingying groaned, then forgot to push him, "Take it."

"Then, thank you."

"It's okay, I'm going to work."

The milk is sweet and the cake is fluffy, which makes Dong Changqing's depressed mood gradually better.

Except for those three time points, the coffee shop is free time. After cleaning up, everyone went to their respective workplaces to stand and chat. There is an LCD TV on the upper right of the bar, and some movies are played randomly. Dong Changqing is fine. I didn't have to entertain guests, so I wandered upstairs and downstairs and sat opposite the TV.

As soon as he sat down, the manager Sun Yue came over and tapped the table twice, "You can't sit here."

"Ok?"

"If you want to rest, you can go to the warehouse or the back kitchen, not where the guests sit."

The warehouse and back kitchen are dirty and messy places, and there are no comfortable sofas and TVs. Dong Changqing is unwilling to go, but Sun Yue's expression is very serious, and he looks scarier than those two security guards, "I know... "

Dong Changqing walked to the warehouse full of grievances, sat down on the pony saddle, looked at the dim lights in the warehouse, and sighed softly.

Is this work?

Very hard.

It's as if there is a thread tied to your body, pulling you all the time.

Dong Changqing thought, will Xiujue be tired?

He shouldn't be tired. If he is tired, he must have a good rest every night when he gets home. Why would he check his math problems one by one?

After thinking about it for a long time, Dong Changqing couldn't sit still anymore. When he was about to go outside to have a look, Li Chuang walked in. He asked Dong Changqing, "What are you doing here?"

Dong Changqing held back for a long time, and said two words forcefully out of his mouth, "in a daze."

Li Chuang laughed, "Brother Ma is back, the dormitory has been cleaned up, I'll find a bag to put things in, let's move there together at night, I heard that there are three bedrooms, two for three people, one for two Personally, I don't like to live in bunk beds, first come, first served, we robbed the room for two."

Only now did Dong Changqing truly understand Boss Ma's words. He was a little bit overwhelmed, so many people live together, how crowded it is.

How crowded is it?

After get off work at night, Dong Changqing followed Li Chuang to the dormitory with two plastic bags.

It was an old-fashioned building with three bedrooms, one living room and two bathrooms. The largest bedroom had its own bathroom, which was prepared for female employees. There was also a bedroom with a balcony, which was considered spacious, so there were many people living in these two bedrooms. , with a bunk bed and a single bed, the smallest bedroom was originally a children's room, there are many cartoon stickers on the wall, there are two single beds and a table, not even a wardrobe, but Fortunately, there is a large enough window.

Li Chuang was very satisfied with the windows. His eyes sparkled and he thought, "This floor is really high. In two days, I can hang a pole on it, and I can hang all my clothes on it. And with this big window sill, if you are hungry at night Now, you can order takeaway, and it must be very refreshing to eat here."

Dong Changqing didn't understand what it meant to have a staff dormitory with such good conditions in the capital. He only had one thought in his mind.

Squeeze, squeeze, squeeze.

"Hey, why are you in a daze again?"

Dong Changqing took out a piece of candy from his pocket, which was given to him by Zhao Yingying when he got off work, "I'm not in a daze, I'm thinking."

He said, carefully opened the wrapping paper, and put the candy into his mouth.

Very sweet.

Well, I feel more comfortable.

"You will accompany me to the supermarket later. I'll buy some washing powder or something. Don't you have to wash your clothes too?"

How can Dong Changqing know how to wash clothes, but he can't wear work clothes all the time, "Well, that's fine."

There are several small supermarkets downstairs in the dormitory, but they are not as affordable as those in the big supermarkets. Li Chuang has been living in the capital for a long time, and he has learned to live on a budget. He walked with Dong Changqing for more than 20 minutes before arriving at the nearby big supermarket. supermarket.

Looking at the dazzling array of snacks on the shelf and feeling for the only ten yuan in his pocket, Dong Changqing became distressed.

It turns out that he still has so many uneaten snacks...

"Are you hungry?" Seeing Dong Changqing staring at the biscuits on the shelf, Li Chuang asked.

He felt that Dong Changqing should be hungry too, he didn't eat much at noon, and he didn't eat much at night. It stands to reason that at such an age, it is time for a large appetite.

"Not hungry." Dong Changqing shook his head. At the end of the day, he also knew that Li Chuang was a poor man. His mother was seriously ill, and he had to send money home. Every penny he had was related to his mother's survival in this world. Therefore, even though she really wanted to eat biscuits, Dong Changqing still didn't tell Li Chuang.

It seems to be easier for him than himself.

"Tell me if you are hungry, if you have no money, I can lend it to you first."

"No need..." He couldn't replace it even if he borrowed it.

"Okay." Li Chuang chose for a long time, and chose a bottle of laundry detergent and toothpaste with a [-]% discount, a pair of slippers worth five yuan, and some small and worthless things, "Let's go, go to pay. "

Li Chuang's most ordinary life is a world that Dong Changqing has never been in contact with. He looked at the laundry detergent and slippers in the shopping cart, and remembered that Xiu Jue took him to a big shopping mall and bought whatever he liked. In contrast, I suddenly felt a little weird in my heart.

President Xiu seemed to be really nice to him.

He felt that his behavior this morning was a little too much, so he sighed very deeply.

"What's wrong?" Li Chuang asked.

Dong Changqing was really distressed, "It's like this, there is a person who treats me very well and badly, but I hit him, he didn't know it was me, I feel sorry, what do you think should I do?"

Dong Changqing's narration was really illogical. It took Li Chuang a long time to figure out what was going on. Taking advantage of queuing up to check out, he asked Dong Changqing, "What is good and bad?"

"That is, he buys me a lot of things, he will give me whatever I like, and he always forces me to do things I don't want to do, forces me to study, doesn't let me play with my mobile phone, and even eats. "

When Li Chuang heard this, he automatically turned him into a role like a parent.

Sure enough, he was a rebellious age, because even his parents dared to hit him for such a trivial matter, so he didn't run away from home, maybe he was kicked out of the house, hey, life is good, why come out to suffer? .

"Well, in fact, I used to be the same as you. Have you ever thought that everything that person does is for your own good. Maybe he can let you live comfortably now, but one day, when he gets old and dies, What should you do, you can't even distribute leaflets well now, I think that person is also worried about you, and it will be difficult to live without him." Thinking of his seriously ill mother, Li Chuang suddenly choked up, regretting himself very much I was ignorant back then, so I didn't listen to her and study hard.

Dong Changqing nodded half understanding.

Indeed, Xiujue has only lived for a few years, and his life has grown for a long time...

"Winter Evergreen! Winter Evergreen!"

Putting a hand on Dong Changqing's shoulder fiercely, he was startled, then turned his head, and the surprised person in front of him looked familiar.

"Why are you here? I said I haven't seen you in the yard these two days."

Oh...it's Jiang Yan.

The author has something to say: The battle preparations are complete, and the super-large Shura Field is about to land.