Ji Ouba's little milk dog

"No need," Fang Shi still wanted to go to that bar, and began to say goodbye: "I'll just go back by myself, thank you for inviting me to dinner, goodbye." After finishing speaking, he stroked Ji Tongyu's hair, turned and walked away quickly.

Ji Baixuan was rejected many times in just a few hours, and he was still the same person. He shook his head and laughed, squatted down and looked at Ji Tongyu and said, "Go home."

Ji Tongyu nodded obediently.

After getting into the car, Ji Tongyu asked, "Does Mom and Dad know?"

"I don't know yet." Ji Baixuan fastened Ji Tongyu's seat belt.

When the car started, Ji Tongyu said, "Then why don't you talk to them?"

"Okay," Ji Baixuan turned the steering wheel and said casually, "Are you afraid of being scolded by your father?"

"certainly not."

"Huh? Why?"

Ji Tongyu looked out the window and muttered, "It's useless to say, anyway, they don't want me anymore."

Surprised, Ji Baixuan stroked Ji Tongyu's hair, but said nothing.

The bar is not far from the place to eat. When the room arrived, it hadn’t opened yet. The time said it opened at 11:30. I still wanted to try it at the time. When he first came to F city, he worked in a bar, but he went to the construction site after a short time. The bar gave high tips, but his stomach couldn’t take it. There is a way.

He walked around again, guarding a large shopping mall. The shops in this place are decorated very high-end, which is the life and aesthetics of the rich.

There are a few stores that recruit the waiter of the manager of sales. The manager is not qualified. After the waiter asked, the salary is too low, and there is no suitable one. It depends on whether the bar wants people.

At 11:30, the bar opened, and the neon lights on the sign turned on. He passed by. There was no one in the shop, and the spotlights were on inside. The room was brightly lit. Two people were sitting at the bar talking with their backs to him. .

When he was about to ask, he was grabbed from behind.

"What are you doing?"

Is a waiter.

"I'm here for an interview." Fang Shi said, "Are you still hiring?"

The waiter looked him up and down, and shouted to the bar: "Brother Ji, do you want someone else?"

"No more." The person on the bar replied.

Turning his head to look in the room, he could only see a silhouette, which was inexplicably familiar.

"Go back," said the waiter.

When he was in the room, he took another look at the back, turned around and left. Just as he reached the door, the waiter stopped him again, "Wait a minute, did you do it before?"

If you ask this question, he will probably be able to stay.

In the morning rush hour, Ji Baixuan leaned against the back of the back seat and closed his eyes to rest. He is a bit busy these days.

A good friend in high school was going to get married, bought a house and asked him to help design it, and he agreed.

It may be that he hasn't rotated for many years, or it may be that he is getting older and his body is not as good as before. He rushed a picture and felt a sore neck for several days. He raised his hand and squeezed it, and couldn't help laughing at himself.

"Let you usually not pay attention to rest, now it's all right, you're suffering."

The driver, Uncle Wang, saw it in the rearview mirror and said angrily: "It's okay to work hard, but your classmate didn't use the picture you drew after a few days and nights. You are no longer a designer, and he doesn't know you. If you don’t draw a picture now, what is the price of drawing a picture, if you don’t use it, you don’t need it, what kind of person is it.”

"Uncle Wang, why are you becoming childish now." Ji Baixuan said with a smile, "I'm fine, just go back and massage and apply hot compresses."

Uncle Wang glared at him, "Have you asked him for money?"

"Old classmate, forget it."

"You!" Uncle Wang hated that iron could not be made into steel, "You are too fraternal, and your money is blown by a strong wind, right? An old classmate here today, and an old classmate tomorrow, your company can't be opened, can't you do it? If you do it, you will go bankrupt sooner or later."

"Uncle Wang." Ji Baixuan said helplessly, "If I go bankrupt, you will also be unemployed."

"That's not what I meant—" Uncle Wang defended.

"I know," Ji Baixuan interrupted, "I know you are doing it for my own good. I don't draw pictures because of my old classmates. It's just that I haven't drawn for a long time and my hands are itchy."

Ji Baixuan smiled and said: "Besides, you can't let him quarrel with his wife because of this matter, right? If the marriage is not consummated because of this, I will not be a sinner. There is an old saying that it is better to demolish ten temples than ruin a marriage." Well, this is a good thing, don't be angry."

"You, I can't say enough about you, but you must not do this again. If you continue to draw your cervical spine pressing on the nerves, you will be finished for the rest of your life."

Ji Baixuan nodded with a smile. Uncle Wang's words were harsh, but they were the truth.

Speaking of marriage, Uncle Wang remembered again, looking at Ji Baixuan in the rearview mirror, his eyes met, Ji Baixuan took the lead to look away, and turned his head to look out the window.

"Hey, I haven't said that yet."

"Stop talking." Ji Baixuan smiled.

"I said!" Uncle Wang patted the steering wheel, full of anger, "I said you are the daughter of Aunt Wang's best friend's cousin, when will you meet!"

Ji Baixuan held his forehead and smiled helplessly. This was already the tenth time Uncle Wang said it this week.

At the red light, Uncle Wang stepped on the brakes, looked back at Ji Baixuan with a serious expression, "Your Aunt Wang said, if you don't go, I won't be able to drink a sip of wine during this break."

"Aunt Wang is teasing you," Ji Baixuan said, and when he turned his head to look out of the car window, his eyes froze. On the opposite side of the road was a bus stop sign, and there was a person standing under the stop sign, wearing a white hoodie and dark blue jeans. , the hair close to the scalp is much more energetic than last time.

"No, no, this time, your Aunt Wang is serious. The wine at home is locked up. You can help Uncle Wang and see you on the rest day. You are not young anymore. It's time to find someone to live with. It's not like being so single all the time." What’s the matter, let’s take your cervical spine as an example. If you have someone at home who can give you a massage, no matter how good the massage chair is, can it be better than a human? Listen to Uncle Wang’s advice..."

Uncle Wang followed this sentence, Ji Baixuan was overwhelmed by traffic lights, but Ji Baixuan, who has always been easy to talk, was firm in this matter, "Uncle Wang, don't worry, Ding spent a few days ago to get a bottle of white wine. Keep it for you."

When Ji Baixuan said this, his eyes were still looking out of the window.

Uncle Wang immediately smiled when he heard the wine, and when the light turned green, he started the car, grinning from ear to ear, "Although Ding Du is ignorant, the wine he brought must be good wine."

Ji Baixuan couldn't help laughing.

Uncle Wang immediately thought of the business, glanced at the rearview mirror and said, "Is this a matter of drinking? talk."

"Uncle Wang," Ji Baixuan said, "I'm listening to what you say, but I really don't think about it now, so you and Aunt Wang will worry."

Uncle Wang glanced at Ji Baixuan from the rearview mirror and sighed. He knew what kind of temper Ji Baixuan had, and he said what he said. He looked very easy-going and easy to get along with, but in fact he was very principled. Uncle Wang stopped persuading him and concentrated on driving.

Ji Baixuan's thoughts had already stopped at the bus stop sign just now, and he was sure that he read it right. When the person was a house just now, was he looking for a job or a house?Ji Baixuan also worked on a bus in his early years, and he knew that some places on the bus stop signs posted some information about finding a job and renting a house. He stood there when he was in the room, and he had answered and made three or four calls in one minute.

Ji Baixuan pondered. During the meal, he said that he would contact him when he needed a room. It was not a courtesy, but obviously the room thought he was being polite. He may not have realized how much a favor he was doing, and he could ask for something. .

He woke up after three and a half hours of sleep in the room. He worked in a bar at night and wanted to find a job during the day, but he made several phone calls one after another. Others said that he had found someone, and finally found one. It was a waiter. He didn't want to find a waiter, mainly because the money was too little.

But he didn't have any education or experience, and he wasn't qualified to choose anything. If he continued to search, it would probably be the same result, so he told the manager over there to go for an interview now.

The location is a western restaurant, two streets away from the bar, very close to it. When he asked in the past, the salary was not bad, three thousand and five thousand a month, with meal allowance and five hundred for full attendance, morning and evening shifts, from 10 am to 30 am , [-]:[-] at ten o'clock in the evening, which happened to be staggered with the time of the bar. The manager saw that he was also satisfied and asked him to come to work tomorrow, and the room time agreed. So far, his unsettled heart has stabilized a little.

The manager’s surname is Ma. When he left, he was asked not to drink water or eat tomorrow. He first went to a tertiary hospital to apply for a health certificate. Good choice.

Before returning to the place where I lived, I went to the pharmacy to buy some stomach medicine. Last night, there was a rich second generation who was stupid and rich. Last night he had been in pain, and it didn't help after eating. He was worried that it would affect his work, so he went to the pharmacy to buy some painkillers. He didn't know if he bought it. His stomach hurt even more.

When I rented the room, I returned to the place where I lived with expensive medicine. The group rent he lived in, with bunk beds, was 200 yuan per bed, which was already cheap, but the room was still expensive.

There are eight people in his room, four beds, everyone's work and rest are different, there are still people sleeping at this point, so he tried his best to be gentle, but he still accidentally kicked the box on the ground. .

There was a lot of movement, and the person who lived in his lower bunk immediately stretched out his head and glanced at him, his eyes were full of impatience.

"What are you doing! Didn't see anyone sleeping!"

"Sorry." Fang Shi apologized calmly.

"Hold you—" the man yelled, half opened his squinted eyes, stared at his eyes coldly when he was facing the upper room, his cheeks were sore, he swallowed the words he hadn't finished speaking, and mumbled reluctantly. Turned around and stopped talking.

When he was in the room, he squeezed the medicine box until it was flattened. After a while, he let go and threw the medicine directly on the table. With a loud noise, the man wanted to turn around but stopped halfway back.

She glanced at him in the room, turned and left.

He didn't recognize all the people in the room, but he remembered the one who lived in his lower bunk, Zhao Gusha.

A few days after he moved in, he said that he had stolen his watch, which was worth tens of thousands, and he hadn't even spoken to him at that time.

This incident was a big one, and the group tenants in several houses knew about it. Zhao Gusha wanted to search his suitcase and his bed, and was beaten by him. I felt disgusted when I opened my face, so I greeted it with all my strength.

Zhao Gusha was terrified of being beaten, her face was swollen for several days, and the incident was over. Since then, Zhao Gusha didn't dare to provoke him in public, and he was isolated by the people in the rented house I don't know if there is any credit for Zhao Gusha.

But it also happened that he didn't need friends either.

He boiled a pot of water in the room, drank the medicine and went to bed, his stomach still hurt slightly, he put his hands on the skin and rubbed it slowly, closed his eyes and fell asleep slowly.

Ji Baixuan finished his day's work and made a phone call to HR before leaving.

"Which department of the company is still hiring?"

Manpower has a question mark in his head, isn't this matter mentioned in the meeting two days ago?Thinking this way in his heart, he still smiled and replied: "Mr. Ji, every department in the company has been fully recruited two days ago."

"is it?"

"Yes."

Ji Baixuan thought and knocked on the table, "Let's hire another person."