Ding, your little fool is online

Once bitten, twice shy.Seeing Zhao Jiming, Yuan Xing instinctively took a step back.

When he was retreating, he suddenly felt dizzy, and there was a sound of "Weng——" in his head, which was like a roar, with some premonitions of splitting pain, his legs were also weak for a moment, and he almost fell down.

However, Yuan Xing didn't take these situations to heart. He focused all his attention on Zhao Jiming, for fear that the other party would make trouble again?

Yuan Xing clutched the pocket with the mobile phone tightly, and asked vigilantly, "You...what are you going to do?"

"Tsk." Zhao Jiming clicked his tongue, seeming a little upset, "I didn't do anything, what are you afraid of?"

Zhang Yue, who came from the shop, slapped Zhao Jiming on the back of the head, mercilessly: "I asked you to apologize and compensate Yuan Xing, what are you doing here?"

"I just arrived!" Zhao Jiming seemed very unconvinced.

Looking at Zhao Jiming's appearance, Zhang Yue had the intention of killing people.

Yuan Xing joined the store when it first opened. At first, Zhang Yue was the only one who knew his status as a disabled person.

Until Zhao Jiming joined the job.

There is a partner surnamed Zhao who opened the hot pot restaurant with Zhang Yue, and Zhao Jiming is a relative of this partner surnamed Zhao. Then he put Zhao Jiming in his shop.

Probably because of this relationship-like sense of superiority, Zhao Jiming felt that he was superior to other employees from the beginning. Seeing Yuan Xing's stuttering appearance, he always bullied him from time to time.

Until one time, Yuan Xing's disability certificate accidentally dropped from his pocket and was picked up by Zhao Jiming, and he became even more serious.

In fact, Zhang Yue wanted to fire Zhao Jiming several times, but because of his partner's affection, he could only withhold money and add a warning every time, and Zhao Jiming became more and more confident.

But the last time Zhao Jiming was too much, Zhang Yue felt that if he endured it, it would only make Yuan Xing more and more uncomfortable, and he would be irresponsible to other employees, so he arrested people and asked him to apologize to Yuan Xing, if he refused Apologize, and let people go.

Seeing that there was still some distance between Zhao Jiming and Yuan Xing, Zhang Yue simply grabbed his clothes, grabbed him in front of Yuan Xing, and said viciously, "Give Yuan Xing the equivalent of the mobile phone money, then apologize, and promise to do it again in the future." Don’t bully the store employees either!”

The movement was so big that Zhao Jiming almost fell on the wall. Seeing this, Yuan Xing hurriedly took another step back, and coughed again by the way.

"It's long-winded." Zhao Jiming curled his lips.

Reluctantly, he took out his mobile phone and presented it to Yuan Xing, with a bad tone: "I'm sorry, I'll transfer the money to you for how much you pay in Alipay."

"Could you put on a better attitude?" Zhang Yue slapped him on the back of the head again, "Zhao Jiming, let me tell you, if Yuan Xing doesn't forgive you, you don't want to continue working here, even if your brother Zhao Mian pays for it. It doesn't matter if you come!"

"Wow, are you annoying? Am I apologizing to him? Is it enough if he forgives me? I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, is that enough?" Zhao Jiming pushed Zhang Yue impatiently, causing her to lose her footing. Almost fell.

Seeing this, Yuan Xing frowned delicately.

Although he hated Zhao Jiming, he cared more about working and living well, and it would be best if he could find his mother.

So after Zhao Jiming apologized, even if he only paid him 100 yuan, Yuan Xing planned to accept it, as long as he could promise not to disturb him in the future.

But after seeing Zhao Jiming push Zhang Yue just now, Yuan Xing changed his mind in an instant.

He doesn't want to forgive Zhao Jiming, and he doesn't want the 100 yuan.

"I don't forgive you." Yuan Xing said.

After saying this, Yuan Xing felt his head hurt even more, he stretched out his hand to support the cabinet beside him before continuing: "I don't accept your apology, and I don't want your money either."

Then he looked at Zhang Yue, feeling a little excited: "Yue, Sister Yueyue, he pushed you just now, you fire him, fire him!"

Zhao Jiming stared in surprise, is this what that counselor Bao Yuanxing would say?

So he gritted his teeth and asked, "What do you mean?"

Yuan Xing frowned, rubbed his forehead, and said intermittently: "That's right, I, I don't want you to continue working in the store, and you don't have to, follow, apologize to me so many times... I don't want to see you again."

"It's really yours, Yuan Xing!" Zhao Jiming said angrily.

There was a lot of traffic today, and three people stood at the door of the store. Zhao Jiming's voice was too loud, which attracted the attention of many customers.

With a sound of "ding--", several elevator doors next to the hot pot restaurant opened at the same time, and dozens of people came out one after another.

The person in charge seems to have been beaten before: "Today is the last day of the year-end. I will treat everyone to a hot pot meal. After eating, everyone will go back to work hard. Hey, don't beat me again."

Wu Xiaomao rubbed his head aggrievedly, and said to the people around him: "Wang Jianyang, you don't even say a few words for me."

Wang Jianyang seemed to have just come back from a social event, wearing a well-crafted dark gray suit with a khaki coat and a black tie, with one hand in his pocket, his figure was tall and straight.

"Help you?" He seemed in a bad mood, "You asked me to go out to socialize and come back to eat hot pot, and then I have to work overtime. It's fine if I don't beat you, and help you?"

The cuff of the left sleeve of the shirt is empty, and compared with the right, it lacks an amber cuff button.

That pair of cufflinks was a birthday present Wang Yuyang received before, and they were his favorite pair, but today he lost one while out on a social occasion, which is probably why he was in a bad mood.

However, he usually hates Wu Xiaomao like this, and his employees think that they have a good relationship.

"Hey, it's not easy to be a boss." Wu Xiaomao scratched his head, looking at the crowds of people in the waiting area at the door, he was very happy, "Fortunately, I made a reservation in advance, let's go in directly."

Before entering the door, Wang Yuyang saw Yuan Xing standing at the door and two people in front of him, one of them seemed to be the store manager, and the other seemed to be the evil clerk.

Yuan Xing seemed to be out of spirits, his face was pale, and he was propping up the table next to him with one hand, talking intermittently.

Seeing this, Wang Jianyang frowned, what are you going to do with Xiao Yuanxing?

So he raised his legs and walked straight there, not forgetting to say hello to Wu Xiaomao: "You guys go first."

Wu Xiaomao followed his gaze and was happy: "Okay, okay, let's go first."

Wang Yuyang walked over, raised the hem of his coat behind him, and greeted Zhang Yue politely: "Good evening, manager."

Zhang Yue recognized Wang Yuyang and nodded, "Hello."

Yuan Xing also saw Wang Yuyang, his eyes lit up for a moment, full of joy and surprise, he was about to say something, but Wang Yuyang shook his head slightly at him.

Wang Jianyang asked: "What happened, manager?"

Zhang Yue explained to Wang Yuyang what happened just now, and asked: "You are Yuan Xing's friend, you should know that Yuan Xing's cell phone was dropped before?"

"I know." Wang Yuyang nodded, and stood towards Yuan Xing unobtrusively, "Since this person is going to be fired now, then I have a request, can I make it?"

Zhao Jiming was in a fit of anger, when another insignificant person appeared: "What's none of your business? Meddle in your own business!"

Wang Jianyang was not annoyed when he heard this, nor did he look at Zhao Jiming, he just smiled and said, "Why is it none of my business?"

Then he turned to look at Zhang Yue: "Manager, on November 11th, when I was eating in your store, this employee mistakenly put a piece of Snowflake Beef on me when delivering the meal, and one of the clothes couldn't be cleaned, worth 29 yuan, and 250 yuan for dry cleaning of the other two pieces of clothing."

"At that time, I did not accept the compensation from your store. Now it is not too much for me to claim compensation from this employee?"

These words made Zhao Jiming wake up like a dream: "Didn't you say that you don't need to pay?!"

Wang Jianyang looked at him with a smile: "I said that you don't need to spend money on the lady, are you?"

Besides, his coat that couldn't be cleaned was more expensive than ten two hundred and fifty. Only the dry cleaning fee was the same. Two two hundred and fifty was cheaper than Zhao Jiming.

He left in a hurry last time and only verbally threatened Zhao Jiming, but this time he could only humiliate him verbally because of the crowd.

If it weren't for beating someone, he might be squatting, Wang Jianyang really wanted to beat him up.

Xiao Yuanxing is so cute that he can do anything!

Zhao Jiming was obviously frustrated, and he was silent for a long time before he opened his mouth: "Cut! Isn't it just a job of serving food in a hot pot restaurant, who cares! Isn't it just 500 yuan?"

"Yes, it's 800 yuan." Yuan Xing suddenly said, "The last time I bought a mobile phone, it was 300 yuan, and the total is 800 yuan. You have to give 800 yuan."

However, his words were not very imposing, and his tone sounded weak.

Looking at Yuan Xing, Wang Jianyang suddenly felt a sense of fighting spirit.

In the end, Zhao Jiming transferred 800 yuan to Wang Yuyang under the supervision of Zhang Yue. Because Yuan Xing did not have Alipay, Wang Yuyang transferred the 300 yuan he got.

Zhang Yue fired Zhao Jiming on the spot, feeling much refreshed: "Yuanxing, you can talk to your friend for a while, I'll find someone to pick up your shift, you can go home early if you want."

friend?

Yuan Xing was taken aback for a moment, were he and Mr. Kaixin friends?

He looked up at Wang Yuyang, blinking his eyes in confusion, while the other party looked at him gently, the light above his head was warm yellow, and when it was sprinkled down one after another, it was very dreamy, like golden powder.

For a moment, he felt as if his chest was filled with a wonderful feeling, not happiness or happiness, but something else.

Is this what it's like to have friends?

Yuan Xing was thinking dizzily, and his eyes accurately traced Mr. Happy's eyebrows and eyes.

In the next second, his vision went dark, he lost all his intuition, and fell backwards.

Fortunately, he fell into a gentle and warm embrace.

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