Chapter 162 The Voice of Money
Ji Xubin thinks, but it doesn't matter, it's not an important job, it's just a waiter.
In many places in this city, there are still no waiters.
A young child like my cousin is still quite popular as a waiter.
After all, a lot of people go out to work.
"Lan Zeyu, that's okay, don't think too much, you will go home in the afternoon, right? I think if you want to go home, you should be able to set off now, after all, if you step on the point and rush home, maybe my aunt and my mother have already arrived at the hospital." ”
They're used to it.
I was used to a little thing, so I rushed to the hospital a long time in advance.
I'd rather wait in the hospital than be late or unpunctual.
They're used to it so early.
So you can go now, otherwise, you really won't be able to make time.
Since you want to go home, I won't stop you.
When I get back, I'll continue with these tasks.
In fact, you can also look for a waiter's job yourself, but I will try to ask the company if there is a security guard in the company.
I guess, it's okay for you to be a security guard, right?
Security guard?
Lan Zeyu shook his head and smiled bitterly when he heard his cousin say this.
In my cousin's mind, is this really the ability?
Is it really other than being a waiter, that is, being a security guard?
What does this cousin think of my cousin?
That's how it looked.
I thought that my cousin wouldn't know anything.
Look at this cousin is a fool, right?
I went to work as a security guard in your company?
You have to know that your leader asked me to be the president.
Still, don't say that.
Once I say it, my cousin will definitely hold on to it, and he will definitely approve of me going there to be president.
My cousin will definitely say that I think about the overall situation, and my cousin will definitely say that I should think about your mother and my mother.
Otherwise, my cousin would never say anything else.
The cousin is such a character cousin, this is how he thinks, and this is how his cousin's thoughts are.
Lan Zeyu thought, and aunt, aunt is also like this. Once you know where there is a source of money and where there is a source of income, you can take a loan, and you will definitely sacrifice your life to get the money.
If your aunt knows that she has such a good job, as long as she pretends to be the president, and then how much money does it cost, she can say it yourself, such a good thing, if it is changed to an aunt, she will immediately agree, and if it is changed to her cousin Ji Xubin, she will definitely agree.
But the boy was thinking that he just couldn't say yes.
This is what my mother said forever, to be honest, to be sincere, to be honest, to be honest, to be honest, to be real, not to deceive others.
Lan Zeyu has always been very sincere, and he has never deceived anyone.
Sometimes, though, he thinks that this is enough to prove wrong, because he has been a failure all along.
After Chi Xubin and Lan Zeyu chatted for a while, his cousin also went back to his room to rest, because he still had to go to work in the afternoon and write the programming of "Gorgeous Immortal Jue".
The project "Brilliant Immortal" has already been done, and he is in charge of programming.
It's so important that there's no room for error.
After all, this is my first time learning programming.
No, no, no!
Specifically, the first time I took on a job, the first time I worked, I wrote programming.
This is the first task of the job.
It's also the first time to work.
After all, I'm still an intern.
Such an important project fell on his head.
Because now is the time for the company to employ people.
Just because the rest of the company has fled, they are afraid that the boss will not be able to pay their salaries, and they are afraid that the company will go out of business.
So the powerful people have been lost, and all the rest are interns.
After Chi Xubin went out of the room, Lan Zeyu immediately thought about it and looked out of the window.
The weather was really nice tonight.
Maybe getting fired is also a good thing.
This will allow time for the check-up with the mother.
I also have the opportunity to know what kind of illness I was born in, and I can take care of my mother by the way.
All along, I accompanied my mother to the hospital.
However, this has just come out, and my mother may not be used to it, so it may be a good thing to be fired by the boss this time.
Lan Zeyu didn't think about it anymore, this boy seemed to be very good at comforting himself and seemed to be very good at thinking.
If that's the case, then being expelled isn't necessarily a curse, maybe a blessing.
So forget it, the troubles of being expelled just now will be swept away, and the kind of backing of being expelled will be gone.
Lan Zeyu lay on the window, looking at the good weather outside.
Although the weather was fine, my mother had to lie in bed or stay in the hospital.
One day, you can go into the city with me, stand here, and watch the sun......
No, no, no!
I still have to settle down in this city and afford a villa to live with my mother.
Let the mother sit in the courtyard of the villa and bask in the sun, and then drink a cup of coffee, or a cup of tea, and put some snacks on the table.
Mother should do what mother likes to do the most, let mother dress up beautifully.
Mother, I have never dressed up seriously in my life, and I don't have the financial strength to dress up.
Mother always wore a few simple clothes, always wore some such workers' clothes, there were no beautiful clothes at all, and there were few expensive clothes.
Lan Zeyu felt a little sad when she thought of her mother, who was dressed in dark blue clothes all day long.
What is the reason for all this?
It's all because of yourself.
If the mother is not to support herself, she will definitely not be depressed again.
In fact, my mother has a chance to get married, but because of her own existence, she doesn't want to marry someone else with her own oil bottle.
The main reason is that the mother thinks that if she marries someone else with her child, she may be bullied by others, and maybe her child will not be taken seriously.
So in order to focus all her energy on this child, the mother has always taken herself.
It has always been, mother and son depend on each other.
The man in the picture that my mother often looks at, perhaps, is my father......
No, no, no!
It's Daddy!
Father?
In his impression, Lan Zeyu has always been relatively unfamiliar with this character, whether he is called this name or not.
I know that there is such a person, but I feel very strange.
Every time, I saw my mother looking at the picture all the time, but she didn't really see such a person clearly. Therefore, I don't know what my father looks like.
What his father looked like, he was not interested in knowing.
After all, it doesn't feel like it has anything to do with me.
Because after all, I haven't accepted or lived, it's just a biological father-son relationship, so I don't have any feelings in terms of feelings.
When the boy thought of this, he shook his head and smiled bitterly.
For so many years, the father did not come to the mother, maybe the father did not exist, or maybe the father was like the mother, lying in the hospital bed, so he did not have the energy and time to look for his son.
Lan Zeyu was even more troubled when he thought of these things.
The troubles of being expelled just now are gone, but now there are other troubles.
This boy seems to be a little melancholy by nature, and he is born with endless troubles.
Lan Zeyu looked at the window, seeing such a good weather and breathing such fresh air, he could also think of these bad things, these long-term things, and these desperate things.
Lan Zeyu now thinks of these unpleasant things, thinking of his mother's hard work in this life, his mother has never thought about any happiness in her life, and she has never had a good life in this life.
I don't know why my mother got together with my father when I was young, and I don't know why my mother left my father again.
These people don't know, and they never dare to ask over the years. Because every time I asked these questions, my mother would cry.
Lan Zeyu has always had a lot of doubts about the existence of his father.
There are a lot of questions in my own head.
But every time I thought about these questions and wanted to ask my mother, my mother would be sad and crying.
So the boy didn't ask anymore, and he didn't dare to ask.
Besides, the aunt will usually say something to the boy fiercely, warning Lan Zeyu not to continue to ask, not to harm his mother's life, and not to affect his current mood.
So until now, Lan Zeyu doesn't know why his father left, and he doesn't know why his father didn't come to them.
But thinking of this time, Lan Zeyu immediately got up, calmed down, and looked down at his body.
Forget it, there are no good clothes to change into anyway, so I will wear this one to go home.
Lan Zeyu thought about it, he was about to leave now, go home, and it had been several days since he left home, and he hadn't gone back for several days, and he hadn't seen it for several days, and his mother seemed to be about the moment he went home, but he was very worried about his mother in his heart.
Maybe I've been dependent on my mother all along, so I miss my mother so much now.
I didn't go home for a long time, but now that I have decided to go home, I feel very urgent.
So the boy casually packed a few clothes, packed them in a plastic bag, and finally touched the three thousand yuan in his pocket, and left.
The 3,000 yuan was taken out just now when he passed the 24-service bank at the door with the boss's check.
Lan Zeyu touched the money in his pocket and listened to the voice of the money, and now he was at ease.
After Lan Zeyu packed his things, he went out with the money.
When he was done, he turned back and walked back to the door of his room, slamming the door shut.
At this level, the door was locked, and finally the key was pulled out and placed in his pocket.
After finishing it, he walked to the door of his cousin Ji Xubin's room, and stood at the door of his cousin Ji Xubin's room for a while, wanting to call him.