Urban Sims

Chapter 88 Cousins

After dinner, in a nearby coffee shop.

"So you're not a migrant worker, I'm sorry, I thought..."

After learning that Zhou Ming was not the hard-working migrant worker from the countryside in her impression, Su Yuxiang was embarrassed and found that she had made a preconceived mistake.

"It's hard for college students to find a job now. There are so many dogs on the street. I graduated from a third-rate and second-rate college. Sometimes I want to earn more money and relieve the pressure on my parents."

Taking a sip of the coffee in his cup, Zhou Ming didn't want to explain too much about his unbearable past.

This explanation, however, in Su Yuxiang's mind, paints a picture of a college student from a poor family. Dirty and tired brick movers are all willing to do it.

However, even in this situation, he did not forget his original intention, insisted on learning, was kind-hearted, and acted bravely... In contrast, her graduates from the Department of Philosophy at Hangke University did not work well because of their professional relationship. Look, among her students, some rely on relationships to get their way, some give up their ideals, give up on themselves, and some go astray and go astray.

It is really rare and rare for someone like him who can always insist on himself and keep his heart.

She wanted to help the man who had helped her.

Offer him a job.

This is not difficult for her. Her parents are senior professors who have served in Hangzhou University of Science and Technology for many years. Among the uncles and relatives, there are many senior political officials and several uncles who are the bosses of the company. Although the scale of the company is not very large, But arranging one or two jobs is just a phone call away.

She has more than a dozen promising students, and it is through this method that the employment problem has been solved.

"No, no, my current income is enough to support myself, and I don't need to look for a job anymore. Thank you for your kindness!" Zhou Ming rejected the kindness.

"Don't be embarrassed! With your education background, it's no problem for me to ask my uncle to arrange a job with a starting salary of [-] for you. If you perform well, it's not a big problem to raise it to [-] within two or three years. It’s much better than your current freelance work, right? Give me your phone number, and I’ll call my uncle when I go back.”

Su Yuxiang knows a little bit about freelance work. It is nothing more than temporary workers, small business hawkers, salesmen, and micro-businesses. Freedom is freedom, but it makes more money and less money, and more cheating.

The income is still unstable, it is better to find a stable and decent job.

"It's really unnecessary! Miss Su, I'm really not short of money now, you should help those in need, I don't need it!"

"Why do you have such a good face? Who in this society doesn't need to help each other? Let me help you, because I think you are worthy of my help. If others ask me, I won't help." You are fine, You don't appreciate people offering to help you?
For a while, Su Yuxiang had a good impression of this man before, but now he found that this guy had too much self-esteem, couldn't stand women helping him, and had serious machismo!

I really don't need your help!
Zhou Ming really wanted to say this loudly, but he also knew that the more he explained in front of some women who believed in death, the more they would strengthen their beliefs, so it was best not to argue with her.

"Miss Su, you are a university professor in the Department of Philosophy. You have profound attainments in philosophy. Recently, I'm studying Mao Xuan... I have a few questions I want to ask you..."

Zhou Ming changed the subject and asked a few philosophical questions.

Regarding the proletarian regime, Zhou Ming put forward many viewpoints and hypotheses, some of which were categorically denied by Su Yuxiang, and some viewpoints caught her eye and sparked discussions and debates between the two. After practice, although Su Yuxiang tried his best to refute it, he couldn't deny that some of his whimsical ideas did have certain operational feasibility.

This kind of thought discussion like sparks hitting the earth continued until many nearby company employees got off work, and the number of customers in the coffee shop increased rapidly.

"Hey, it's getting late. It's time to go to work. I'm very sorry, Professor Su. Let's stop talking today. I have to go to work."

I took out my phone and saw that it was Zhou Ming at six o'clock in the afternoon. I didn't expect to chat with this professor Su who is proficient in philosophical theory (he really has something in his stomach, so he should be called a professor respectfully) for a whole afternoon, and benefited a lot. He almost forgot that 05:30 every afternoon is the time for him to do carving work.

Su Yuxiang also got up and moved her willow waist, and realized that she hadn't chatted with anyone for such a long time, and she was still chatting with a man who had just met and was three years younger than herself.

It happened that this man, on some academic issues, put forward many opinions that she, a professor of philosophy, could not refute. The more this brainstorming went to the end, the more she felt that there were fewer dry goods in her stomach.

Hearing that he was going to work, he stretched out his slender hand, put it in front of the man and said, "Bring your mobile phone here, save it, and discuss it next time when you have time."

In fact, Su Yuxiang still wanted to introduce him to a more serious job. With such a smart mind, doing freelance work without doing business, isn't it wasteful or something?
"Ok."

After unlocking the mobile phone with fingerprints, Zhou Ming handed over his oppa mobile phone. After a while, a bell rang in the woman's bag, and she took out an Apple mobile phone that looked similar to his mobile phone but was actually several times more expensive. 7 On the mobile phone, press the hang up button, move the jade finger, and save his contact information in it.

Saying goodbye to the woman, carrying the bulging backpack and leaving the coffee shop, Zhou Ming went straight to the pedestrian plaza where he often stayed on this street.

As soon as he arrived at the pedestrian square, several sharp-eyed passers-by spotted him and approached him one after another.

"Master Sculptor, I've been waiting for you for a long time, why did you come here?"

"Master sculptor, I brought my girl ticket here. First, I will carve a cute Q shape for her, and then I will carve a pair of 'Condor Heroes' for us." A young man came over with his girlfriend in his arms.

"Young man, don't you know the rules? Master's woodcarvers can only carve one per person. If you want three at once, what will others do? Master carver, forget about this young man, and carve one for my granddaughter first." The half-haired old man, Holding a granddaughter in his arms, he said.

"Master sculptor, I've been in line for three days. Here's 2000 yuan. Let me carve one for my wife. Her birthday is coming soon. I want to give her the best birthday present!"

"I've been waiting in line for four or five days, master sculptor, here is 5000 yuan, no matter what, you have to carve one for me first!" Another person threw out half a wad of huge money and said.

"You pay 5000, and I pay 1!" said the man who was eager to give his wife a birthday present.

"Don't worry, don't worry, the one who said 1, you come here first, I will carve one for you first! The one who gave 5 is ranked second, and the rest will be discussed after I finish carving these two."

While taking out the folding chair, tool bag and wood from the big backpack, Zhou Ming yelled loudly, if he can make more money, who will let his craftsmanship be worth the price?

outside the crowd.

Su Yuxiang, who was just on the way but accidentally saw this scene, opened her beautiful eyes. Through the gap between the dense crowd, she watched him sculpt three vivid wood carvings in a short period of time, which aroused amazement from the surroundings. At that time, he was even more shocked and couldn't believe it.

Su Yuxiang, who was unable to see the internal situation clearly due to too many crowds of onlookers, could only have a dazed expression, and unknowingly found that she had returned home—a teacher's apartment in Hangke University.

Pushing open the door, a burst of singing came from the living room.

"La la la la, la la la la, my baby Feifei, let me come to you!"

It turned out that the cousin Song Feifei, who was watching the TV series "Dancing Girl" in the living room, was holding a wooden toy in her hand and was doing extremely childish movements in front of the TV.

Su Yuxiang shook her head helplessly. This cousin, who is going to take the postgraduate entrance examination, is over 20 biologically, and may be less than 12 mentally.

and many more……

The wood carving in her hand?
"Feifei, what are you holding in your hand, can I show my sister?" Su Yuxiang walked over and said.

"No!"

Song Feifei pursed her mouth, shook her head, and vigilantly hid the wood carving in her hand under the pillow on the sofa—since her "Baby Feifei" was accidentally dropped on the ground by her best friend and got a scar, she never again I will not lend "Feifei Baby" to anyone to play.

"My sister doesn't want your baby. My sister wants to ask, how did you get this woodcarving?"

"The master sculptor carved it for me."

"Who is the master sculptor and what does he look like? Can you describe it to me?" Su Yuxiang asked urgently.

"He's just an ordinary person, very young, but his woodcarving skills are really good. Someday I'll ask him to carve more 'Baby Feifei' for me, and create a 'Feifei Legion'..."

"??"

Seeing how her cousin couldn't put it down to that really cute and cute puppet wood carving, Su Yuxiang smiled wryly in her heart.

Good job, you deceitful migrant worker!
(End of this chapter)