Busyness is fake, but weakness is real. Zhang Yang didn't put himself into work, just looked at the computer screen quietly, his eyes were empty, thinking about the time when he was not involved in gambling, it turned out to be so relaxed and happy.

Although he is also poor, he has no shackles of the soul. Now, I can only hehe, I have become in debt, and the whole person is also trapped.

Zhang Yang slapped himself twice, but he still couldn't alleviate the guilt in his heart.

Come on, you have to wait until the Year of the Monkey to pay off your debts and live your original life, come on, as long as you are lucky and control yourself not to be greedy, you will definitely be able to win back all your money, and then you will wash your hands and live your ordinary life again.

No, no, don't fall for the devil, don't deceive yourself. You can't win it back, it will only sink you deeper. Don't hurt me again, that's what you said last time!

Zhang Yang, did you forget it so quickly? Do you remember that trembling body? Do you remember the heart that was about to jump out?

As soon as you start, you're like a psychopath. I can't help myself, and my heart is restless. You can't be really happy if you win, only the excitement of that moment. You always expect to win again, and you involuntarily fall into it, lose yourself in an instant, and become a terrible madman.

In fact, you know, you may not be able to win this time, but you say, if you lose, you will withdraw, but you don't know that since you bet, you are crazy, you are a terrible liar.

Others are deceiving friends and relatives. But you, you don't even let yourself go. I said again and again, if you don't win this time, you will leave, but if you lose, you will break your promise, and you are still unwilling.

You lie to yourself again that you will definitely win this time, in fact, you already vaguely know in your heart that you will definitely not win this time, but you are already obsessed, and you still press all your belongings.

Do you remember? You gasped for air, waiting for the number to open. Yours is like an uncle who has had a stroke, his hands are shaking constantly, he can't sit still, he can't stand.

Zhang Yang shook his body and jumped out of the darkness. I'm you, it's terrible. I almost fell again.

Zhang Yang, you remember, except yourself, no one can save you. There is no silver bullet that can help you, and no one will pity you. If you want to regain your appearance, suffering is a process you can escape.

Well, Zhang Yang closed his eyes and took a deep breath, swallowed it slowly, and calmed down a little. Yes, I'm really sick.

Zhang Yang, you wait to verify how many materials you need for the material rack you talked about last time.

It seems that his plan has been approved, Zhang Yang hurriedly responded, okay.

The work is always easy to solve, and the day goes by quickly. After a day's work, everyone is thinking about how to relax and rest, but what is left for them is busy. There are endless lies and deceptions, which are not what I want to do, but I have to do it, and my heart suffers.

As soon as the time to get off work arrived, Zhang Yang was still one step ahead, played the off-duty card, started the war, and grabbed the precious thirty minutes.

After a few days of fighting, he was able to control the time, and Zhang Yang, as always, came to his second job at the specified time.

The store is still lively, there are good food, and there are ends. There are those who have just entered. There are also those who are full of alcohol and noisy and fighting.

Wang Damei is beckoning the guests to order, and the proprietress is checking out the guests. There were also two tables of leftovers to be cleaned up.

Zhang Yang walked straight inside and began to clean up, no longer feeling awkward, as if he was a part of here.

Seeing Zhang Yang's arrival, Wang Damei instantly felt a lot more relaxed. The body, which was originally a little tired, suddenly became more energetic, and there was a smile on his face. It seems that with Zhang Yang, he can be much more comfortable.

As soon as Zhang Yang finished cleaning up, the proprietress pointed to the grapes on the table, there were grapes here, and motioned for him to take them and eat them.

Zhang Yang, uh-huh. Towards the back kitchen. This is my habit, come to the store to see the hall for the first time, what to clean up, and then go to the back kitchen to see if there is anything you want to serve or pack.

Chen Fei rolled the pot in his hand, and his posture was still mighty and domineering. The fire burns in the pot for a moment and goes out, and after two more turns, a delicious dish is out of the pot.

Zhang Yang's eyes didn't blink, it was really amazing, like those god chefs on TV. Seeing that the dish has been put on the plate, then the next step is your own work. Zhang Yang picked up the dishes, walked to the door, and asked the proprietress which table is the stir-fried large intestine?

The proprietress touched her stomach and said on the third stage.

After serving, Zhang Yang returned to the back kitchen, Chen Fei was still busy, and he should not be able to cook for a while.

Zhang Yang thought about going to the barbecue grill to see if Chen Yu was there to get anything himself.

I saw Chen Yu holding his mobile phone, looking very anxious. One hand is rummaging through the things on the grill, and the other hand is holding the phone, but it is not facing himself, but turning it sideways at a 90-degree angle, but his eyes are meowing at the phone.

Zhang Yang looked at it, Chen Yu obviously wanted to see it but didn't dare to look at it. But the store was run by themselves, and no one restrained them, so it was obvious that he wasn't worried about anyone who would find out he was playing on his phone while working.

Could it be that he is playing with black color? Zhang Yang couldn't help but shudder, as if he saw his former self. If this is a lottery, then if you look at his actions, he has reached a state of infatuation.

Zhang Yang wanted to warn him again, so he asked, Ayu, are you playing a game?

Chen Yu hurriedly put the phone in his pocket and said, no. Point to the chicken thighs that have been roasted on the table and serve them to the guests.

Zhang Yang saw that he didn't want to say anything, and he didn't want to say anything, so he could only shake his head, take the chicken leg out, and ask the proprietress what table it is.

It's where you just went to the big intestine.

Zhang Yang just put the chicken leg down before turning around. Then a voice came, boss, why is this not hot?

Zhang Yang has been here for a few days, and he has never encountered such a situation, and he doesn't know how to deal with it.

The proprietress came over and said with a smile, fellow, what's wrong?

Look at it, this chicken leg looks cold when it comes to the end.

The proprietress picked it up and looked at it, but it was not too hot, and hurriedly smiled and said, I'm sorry, there were a lot of people just now, I may have forgotten it, help you take it and heat it up.

The guests looked at the proprietress with a big belly and a smile on her face, and she didn't say much, so she didn't speak.

Pretty boy, take this back and heat it up. The proprietress said to Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang had no choice but to bring the things back, Ayu, heat this up.

Chen Yu was full of red moonlight, tightened the expression on his face vigorously, and said, let's put it there first.

That kind of irrepressible excitement may not be visible to others. But Zhang Yang really saw it, he must have won at this time, this one won, and he won a lot.

Zhang Yang really wanted to stop it, but he found that he was powerless to do anything, a poor person with a part-time job. Who can listen to what is said. Thinking of this, Zhang Yang turned around and prepared to go to the hall to have a look.

As soon as I turned around and went out, I bumped into Zhang Jiabao and Wang Shuai...