A Lucky Coin

In the first day of junior high school, he didn't know if he was considered a sensitive person. He grew up so big, he always needed to be invisible while observing the situation, but he also had to keep ignoring those big or small unavoidable injuries.

So he is sometimes sensitive and sometimes dull.

However, he should be very sensitive about Yan Hang's matter.

Yan Hang answered a call where no one spoke and the number was not displayed, and then he was a little distracted.

"I'll call a car downstairs." After breakfast, Yan Hang took out his mobile phone and called a car, "I'll take you back to school directly."

"I'll take the bus, just take the bus," Chu Yi was taken aback, "No, you don't need to call a taxi, right?"

"It's okay." Yan Hang's answer was simple.

On the first day of the junior high school, he didn't speak anymore. After the car arrived, he went downstairs with Yan Hang.

The car sent Yan Hang to the hotel first. When Yan Hang got out of the car, he opened the car window and smiled at him: "Send me a message when you get there."

"Yeah." Chu nodded.

After watching the car drive away, Yan Hang took out his mobile phone and called Cui Yi: "Any news about my dad?"

"Nothing happened, what's wrong?" Cui Yi asked immediately.

"Maybe I was thinking too much," Yan Hang said, "I answered a call in the morning that no one spoke, and there was no caller ID."

"It's unlikely, you should pay attention these two days," Cui Yi said, "I'll find someone to inquire about it."

"Well," Yan Hang smiled, "Am I too nervous?"

"No one can be calm about this kind of thing," Cui Yi said, "It's a normal reaction."

After chatting with Cui Yi for a few more words, Yan Hang entered the hotel.

Arranging work every morning is quite annoying, especially when he sees Ma Ma, who is deliberately standing lazily and with an unhappy face, he feels very irritable. Clean up your meal.

The change of the environment is really tough, he is like a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle now, and it would have been a year ago, just like the horsepower, once he should do it.

Walking in the rivers and lakes, what you want is to be free and easy. Now that you have become a fixed-point stall, you have a lot of worries.

After arranging the work, Zhang Chen walked over and whispered, "Is there a new foreman?"

"I don't know," Yan Hang admired Zhang Chen. He didn't work much longer than him, but he could always find out the gossip. "I haven't told me yet."

"If it's true," Zhang Chen said, "you must let me be in your group. I'm afraid I won't be able to adapt to another group."

Yan Hang smiled: "Yes."

Chen Jinling had heard about this before she was on vacation, but there was no definite news. After the new director came, there were a lot of adjustments. The restaurant business has obviously improved a lot, and some new waiters have been recruited. It is normal to increase the team.

Yan Hang really hoped to have a few more foremen at a time, and let him go back to the waiter...or go to the back kitchen.

Not long after, Manager Tang called and went to his office for a short meeting in 10 minutes.

Yan Hang looked at the time, stood by the corridor window at the back door of the restaurant for a while, and adjusted his emotions. The opening of this early morning was not good, and he didn't want to be emotional during the meeting, even if it was a short meeting , even if he doesn't care about the position of foreman.

The phone rang, and a message came from Chuyi.

- I'm at school, I don't have any plans today, I'm going to visit the teaching building

- do you like new shoes

- Easy to wear, walking ten steps with two sweeping legs is no problem at all

Yan Hang smiled at the phone for a long time, and suddenly felt a little more relaxed. He stretched his waist and turned to walk to the restaurant.

Before he took two steps, he saw Ma Li coming out of the back door of the restaurant with a lit cigarette in his mouth. When he came here, he didn't respond when he saw him. He just took the cigarette from his mouth into his hand.

He walked up to Ma Ma and didn't mean to say hello.

Yan Hang didn't say a word, and when he passed by, he grabbed his hand holding a cigarette, and then squeezed his wrist.

Ma Li jumped aside suddenly, frowned, and the smoke fell from his hand to the ground.

Yan Hang stamped out the cigarette butt, and glanced at him: "You can't smoke during working hours, and you can't smoke in the corridor."

Ma Ma didn't say a word, and tried hard to shake off his hand, but he didn't let go of his grip.

"This is the second time," Yan Hang said, "Rules are for compliance, not accommodation, do you understand?"

"Let go!" Ma Li glared at him.

Yan Hang didn't move, and the moment he felt that the horsepower was exhausted and ready to shake his hand with all his strength, he let go.

Ma Li's hand waved wantonly without any hindrance, and slammed it against the wall behind him.

Immediately, his face was screwed up in pain.

Yan Hang ignored him, went into the restaurant, told a few waiters that he was going to a meeting, and then went out to Manager Tang's office.

When passing by the elevator, the elevator door opened, Yan Hang stopped, and saw the director coming out of it, he said hello: "Good morning, director."

"Xiao Yan," the director smiled, "Going to a meeting?"

"Yes." Yan Hang replied.

"Is there a lot of work pressure during this time?" the director asked.

"It's okay, the pressure of being a waiter is not small." Yan Hang said.

He has a good impression of the director. Since the first time he came to the restaurant to make a private visit to the restaurant, the director was always smiling and praised him several times.

However, his good impression of the director is not entirely due to the praise. The director is not airy and easy-going. Manager Tang looks more like a director than he does.

"You`ve been doing avery good job recently," the director suddenly switched modes, "but I do hear some complaints."

Yan Hang was stunned for a moment, and almost didn't realize it. While quickly adapting, he took back the evaluation that the director is a good person in his heart.

Work is good, but people still complain about him.

Gee.

The complaints of the hotel employees are all anonymous. If Ma Li complained to him ten or eight times, it would be able to create a majestic effect.

"Although I don't think you are the one to blame for most of them, I'm still expecting a better performance from you." The director smiled.

"I will see what I can do and give it my best shot." Yan Hang was a little upset, but he still gave a standard answer.

The director nodded: "Talk to meif you've got any problems."

"Everything is under control so far. Thank you very much." Yan Hang said.

"Go to the meeting," the director switched modes again, "Do it well."

"Okay." Yan Hang responded.

Manager Tang's short meeting was really short, and it ended within 10 minutes.

According to Zhang Chen's information, a new foreman has arrived.It's a sister named Wang Qinqin, with a very gentle name, but her style is very similar to Chen Jinling's. Manager Tang poached her from another restaurant.

Yan Hang has no idea, the only feeling is that the work will be much easier in the future, and there will be more rest time...

"Let Xiaoyan arrange the waiters into groups," Manager Tang said, "He is more familiar with these people."

"I'll make the list before I get off work today," Yan Hang said.

"Okay," Wang Qinqin said, "Thank you for your hard work Xiao Yan, I will give you more advice in the future."

"I'm an acting foreman now, and I need to learn more from you. If I do anything wrong, please point it out to me." Yan Hang smiled.

After coming out of Manager Tang's office, he wiped the smirk off his face and breathed a sigh of relief.

Back at the restaurant, Yan Hang stood by the bar and began to think about the grouping. The other waiters hadn't figured it out yet, anyway, Mali would definitely be assigned to Wang Qinqin's group.

Finally, I don't have to see this person anymore. This is the happiest thing today.

"Yan Hang," Zhang Chen walked over, "Just now a customer called and wanted to contact Xiaoyan for group meals. I said we don't accept group meals for the time being, but he said he would tell you directly and asked me to Give him your phone number, but I didn't give it, and told you to call him when you come back... This is his number."

"Well," Yan Hang took the note, looked at the number on it, "I'll call him."

Mr. Long.

He knew almost all the frequent guests, and it was not surprising to call him by name, but he couldn't remember that he had any friendship with a guest surnamed Long.

Yan Hang picked up the phone at the bar and dialed the number.

The system prompts that this number is not enabled.

Yan Hang froze for a moment, then dialed again, but it was still not activated.

"Zhang Chen," Yan Hang turned his head, "Did you remember the number correctly?"

"That's right, I checked with him twice," Zhang Chen said, "Why can't I get through?"

"Well," Yan Hang put down the receiver, "It's okay, wait for him to call again."

I didn't receive another call from Mr. Long all day.

In fact, he wouldn't think about this matter at all in peacetime. The guest's number was wrongly reported, and the guest changed his mind temporarily.

But today, he really didn't think too much.

Although he felt that he was overly nervous, he couldn't control it. He turned and went to the bathroom. He had to wash his face to stabilize his emotions.

"Keep hitting, what's the use of one or two," someone whispered in the bathroom, "Just do the same as before."

Standing at the door, Yan Hang could tell that it was Ma Li's voice.

This endless sentence made Yan Hang suddenly suspicious of this person.

After these words, Ma Li didn't say anything else, hung up the phone, and walked out from the innermost compartment.

When he saw Yan Hang, the expression on his face was calm, as usual, he didn't even look at Yan Hang, and walked out the door directly.

"Wash your hands." Yan Hang said.

Ma Ma stopped and glanced at him, then turned around and walked to the sink to wash his hands, then walked away from him with a blank expression.

Yan Hang looked at his back, and his disgust towards him reached its peak.

The call to order a group meal might have nothing to do with him, but the call in the morning made it hard for people not to suspect him.

In fact, Yan Hang hoped that this matter was done by Ma Li, so that he could not only breathe a sigh of relief, but also have an outlet for all his anger and displeasure.

And the three silent calls received on the mobile phone in the afternoon made Yan Hang, who was still a little uncertain, almost sure that the matter was done by Ma Li.

Only people with this level of horsepower will choose such a low-power method.

Yan Hang had to admit that although this method didn't do him any harm, it did affect his work.

Because the phone is approaching dinner time, the frequency starts to increase. Unlike the kind of harassing calls that ring once, this call is about once a minute. Every time it keeps ringing until it automatically hangs up, and because the number is not displayed, there is no way pull black.

Of course, even if the number is displayed, it is not difficult to change one in a minute.

"Brother Hang," a waiter came over, "There are customers looking for you over there."

"En." Yan Hang responded, turned his phone to silent and put it back in his pocket, and looked in the direction the waiter pointed as he walked.

I was a little surprised to see... a classmate from the first year of junior high school.

"Brother Hang, good evening." Zhou Chunyang smiled at him.

"Are you dating a friend?" Yan Hang smiled.

"No, just one person." Zhou Chunyang said.

"You can enjoy it," Yan Hang said, "What do you want to eat?"

"Cod fish and shrimp," Zhou Chunyang didn't look at the menu, "Chicken pie with mashed potatoes."

"Okay," Yan Hang nodded, "Do you want a drink?"

"Lemon juice will do, I will lose weight," Zhou Chunyang said.

Yan Hang glanced at him: "Is this body losing weight to piss off fat people?"

Zhou Chunyang laughed, and when Yan Hang helped him place the order and was about to turn around and walk away, he said again: "Brother Hang, don't you really use WeChat?"

"Huh?" Yan Hang looked at him.

"Wouldn't it be MMS to send you photos on the first day of junior high school?" Zhou Chunyang asked.

"That's not true," Yan Hang didn't expect him to say this, "but it's a private number, and I don't have a public WeChat account."

"... Oh," Zhou Chunyang was taken aback, "I'm sorry."

Yan Hang smiled, turned and walked away.

I don't know what day it is today, all kinds of miraculous things happened one after another, Yan Hang returned to the bar and opened the calendar on the computer.

Quite ordinary, even the words in the almanac are unremarkable.

The phone in his trouser pocket vibrated again.

Yan Hang was agitated for a while, and had the urge to take out his phone and smash it on Ma Li's face.

He can change the number. This number has not been used for a long time, and it is mainly used by the hotel to contact guests. Changing it has no major impact.

But it is too easy for Ma Li to know his number.

The most important thing is that he has no evidence to prove that Ma Ma did it, so he can't use any legitimate means to teach Ma Ma a lesson.

He leaned on the bar and looked down at the ground.

He can bear it quite well, after all, he has no dissatisfaction with his current job.

But this morning he was really flustered because of that phone call. The fear and the memory that he didn't want to think about suddenly came up and almost broke his calm during this period of time.

Even now that he knows that Ma Ma did it, he can't immediately calm down his emotions, and he can't immediately press back the painful memories in his mind when he thinks about them.

All night, Yan Hang felt that his brain was befuddled. When Zhou Chunyang came over to say hello to him when he was leaving after dinner, he almost couldn't force a smile.

"Brother Hang, you don't need to give me a discount today," Zhou Chunyang said, "I got my dad's card, so you don't need to save it for him."

"How about I give you a [-]% discount." Yan Hang said.

Zhou Chunyang laughed: "No problem."

"You still packed?" Yan Hang looked at his list.

"Well," Zhou Chunyang nodded, "there are a bunch of wolves in the dormitory, take some back to satisfy their greed."

Although he thought the child was a bit strange, Yan Hang's overall impression of him was quite good.

-Why didn't you come with Zhou Chunyang today?

- where?Where did he go?

- he ate here in our restaurant tonight

Looking at the message from Yan Hang on the phone on the first day of the junior high school, I felt like my eyes were about to bleed.

He didn't see Zhou Chunyang all afternoon, he thought he had gone home, but he never thought that Zhou Chunyang would suddenly go to Yan Hang's restaurant!

- is he alone

-Yeah, but I don't know if he doesn't want you to know, if you don't tell me, don't ask

-Um

Zhou Chunyang went alone!go for meal!

And the canteen he ate in the afternoon was particularly unpalatable and expensive, which made his flesh hurt.

But he didn't expect to go to Yan Hang at all. He had nothing to do all afternoon, but he didn't expect to find Yan Hang to play!

...Of course I didn't expect it, Yan Hang was at work, playing a fart.

Zhou Chunyang is rich, he used to sit in the restaurant and order food, the reason is very good.

And Yan Hang had to give him a red envelope to buy a pair of shoes.

Really Poor&True Cut

On the first day of the first day of the junior high school, he sighed, his mind exploded with crazy thoughts, and then he calmed down, feeling a little depressed.

The door of the dormitory was pushed open, and without looking up on the first day of the junior high school, I heard Hu Biao shout: "Chunyang, where are you going... What food did you bring!"

"Pizza, and snacks," Zhou Chunyang carried a big bag and put it on the table, "and meatloaf, I took a taxi back, it's still hot, is there anything to eat?"

Several people in the dormitory immediately surrounded him.

Lying on the upper bunk on the first day of junior high school, I saw the logo of Yan Hang's restaurant on the bag at a glance.

"Where did you buy it?" Zhang Qiang asked.

"Just the western restaurant I went back to," Zhou Chunyang said, "The head waiter is at my friend's in the first grade of junior high school."

"Damn," Li Ziqiang was a little dissatisfied, "Will you call us there?"

"Unexpectedly," Zhou Chunyang pushed his glasses, "My dad is working out upstairs, so he insisted on dragging me there. If I couldn't stay any longer, I went to the restaurant."

How stinking is it to wear plain glasses when going to the gym!

Several people started to take food out of the bag like a grab.

Zhou Chunyang rushed in and snatched a box out, then pulled the railing of the upper bunk on the first day of junior high school, stood on the lower bunk, and handed the box to him.

"Cod fish and shrimp," Zhou Chunyang said in a low voice, "Last time I saw that you really like cod fish."

On the first day of the first day of the lunar new year, he was taken aback and looked at him without speaking.

"There's still some in the bag," Zhou Chunyang smiled, "I guess I won't be able to snatch them just because you look like you."

In the first day of junior high school, I felt that I was really short-tempered.

Before Zhou Chunyang came back, he was very angry. Although he didn't know what he was angry about, he was very angry when he thought that Zhou Chunyang went to Yan Hang's restaurant to eat alone, and he only ate in a broken cafeteria.

But now he suddenly lost his temper.

Just because Zhou Chunyang was afraid that he would not be able to grab food, he took a box for him.

For other people's favor, as long as he can feel that it is sincere, even if it is only a little bit good, he can immediately become a lump of plasticine.

"Thank you." Chu Yi said.

"...so polite." Zhou Chunyang smiled and jumped down.

When she was about to get off work, Yan Hang gave Wang Qinqin the names of the waiter groups. She came to the restaurant with the list and told the waiters in her group to leave a little later to get acquainted with each other.

But this one was a little later, quite late. Yan Hang arranged for people to clean up, and when today's work was finished and ready to leave, she was still talking to the waiter.

"Why do I feel that she is more fierce than Sister Chen?" Zhang Chen whispered when he walked out with Yan Hang, "Thank God you didn't send me there."

"If you make another mistake this month, I will let you go." Yan Hang said.

"Don't worry if you don't make mistakes if you try your best." Zhang Chen smiled and ran into the women's locker room.

Yan Hang changed his clothes and passed by the restaurant before leaving. Seeing that Wang Qinqin's conversation was still going on, the waiters looked numb.

He went downstairs quickly.

Usually, he doesn't use the employee passageway, he doesn't have a car, and every time he goes out directly from the lobby to take a bus or strolls for a few stops to go back.

Today he also went out from the lobby as usual, and then walked around to the intersection over the hotel staff parking lot.

Ma Li usually rides a little yellow car, but every time he hides the little yellow car in the parking lot.

It was still the same today, I rode out slowly and turned onto the path between the hotel and the nearby shopping mall.

Yan Hang put on his mask and quietly chased after him.

When Ma Ma was about to turn a corner, he kicked him in the waist and kicked him off the car.

Then before Ma Li got up, Yan Hang went over and kicked down on his face again.

It took more than ten seconds for the horsepower to yell out, but when the knife in Yan Hang's hand touched his neck, he immediately fell silent again.

Behind the shopping mall was a large row of trash cans, and he dragged Ma Li over there with his clothes.

"Yan Hang!" Ma Li gritted his teeth and whispered, "I know it's you!"

Yan Hang didn't make a sound, but kicked him in the stomach again.

He hoped that Ma Li didn't recognize him, but if Ma Li did recognize him, he didn't care.

Beat until the person dare not say anything.

Ma Ma was thrown between two trash cans by him. For the next 5 minutes, Ma Ma had no chance to stand up and could only keep holding his head.

It's been a long time since Yan Hang hit someone like this. The last time it was the classmate who hit him in the first year of junior high school, he didn't dare to hit anyone hard yet.

Facing the horsepower at this moment, he didn't have much control, he just kept the bones intact.

Every punch and every kick is solid.

In the end Ma Li finally held his head and said: "Brother Hang, I was wrong... I was really wrong, you let me go..."

Yan Hang pulled him out again and kicked him twice on the ground before stopping.

Ma Li lay on the ground, holding his head and motionless.

Yan Hang shook his hand, turned around in silence and walked to the other side.

Back on the street, he heard the horn of the car, the voices of passers-by, and the music coming from the store. Only then did he slowly regain some sense of reality, and the anger in his body finally calmed down a little.

Walking to the bus stop, he leaned on the billboard and sent a message to Chuyi.

- is there class tomorrow

- yes , but i don ' t really want to go to class

- then go beg for food

- Please help me to pay attention to whether there is a part-time job, I want to work part-time

-OK

Yan Hang smiled, thinking about what to do more suitable for the first year of junior high school, without talking too much, and without taking up time in class...

In the midst of a trance, a strange uneasiness made him glance to the right.

I always feel a certain kind of sight.

The people coming and going on the sidewalk on the right, those who are off work, and those who are out shopping, don't seem to be anything special.

He rubbed his face.

What's going on?