Less than half of the strip lights on the second floor of Dynamic World are on, and some of the ones that are not lit are broken, and the other part is not turned on to save power.

In a dimly lit corner, Li Ming, who was fully armed with a raincoat and rain boots, rubber gloves, a mask hood, and windproof glasses, was struggling to lift the newly bought broom and remove the cobwebs hanging on the wall one by one.

Clearing the cobwebs, he began to deal with the stains that had accumulated on the walls for years, which were really difficult to do, with air-dried phlegm marks, firmly clinging gum, and oil stains of unknown origin, all of which were disgusting.

Although there was not a trace of skin exposed all over his body, Li Ming still felt sick to his stomach, and the psychological effect was so strong that it caused a physiological reaction, causing him to bend over and gag several times.

After trying his best to pull off a piece of black-brown irregularly shaped chewing gum from the wall, Li Ming let out a wail in his throat, if only there was a chemical protective suit, it would be good to have a gas mask, but the conditions were limited, and the only thing that could be bought from a convenience store was a cotton mask.

After throwing the chewing gum that had lost its stickiness into the trash, Li Ming took a few steps back, looked around, and sighed again.

The dynamic world is too big, to clean up these four walls, it takes less than a day, let's get the other things done first!

It's easy to sweep and mop the floor, but there are still more than 300 machines to clean.

Finally, there is the daunting and arduous task: to capture the stinking fortress of the toilet.

Truth be told, it's not really a human job.

After experiencing the hardships of cleaning, Li Ming's respect for the Filipino maid at home was infinitely raised.

God, how can they keep a private villa that covers an area about ten times the size of the dynamic world in a spotless state?

Thinking of the hard-working Filipino maid, Li Ming thought a little carefully.

Li Liqun and his wife invited four Filipino maids, and Li Ming had the mobile phone number of one of the Filipino maids in his address book, if Li Ming called her and asked her to come over quietly to help her clean up, she should not refuse.

However, thinking that it was not himself who paid the Filipino maid's salary, Li Ming muttered in his heart.

Using the housekeeping service hired by his parents seems to be no different from finding someone to borrow money, Yao Yi is right, if you want your parents to admit yourself, you must be truly independent!

After making up his mind, Li Ming moved his hands and feet to pantothenic acid and threw himself into labor again.

Next to the bar, Wen Jie put down the pirated novel with many typos and looked at Li Ming seriously and intently.

Wen Jie thought that this young man would not come over until at least tomorrow, but he didn't expect him to come back to clean up after going to a convenience store. It seems that after giving the 5,000 yuan, he didn't have much money left in his purse, otherwise he wouldn't have gone into battle in person.

It can be seen that he has never done housework before. The way he holds a broom and a mop is strange, like a samurai who has broken into an enemy group alone, going back and forth in front of different series of arcade machines, like a tireless machine.

This reminded Wen Jie of himself back then.

When the dynamic world first opened, Wenjie ate and lived in the store, and he had endless energy every day, like guards patrolling treasures, making every effort to ensure that every machine could be used normally, and every area was clean and tidy.

It is precisely because Wenjie fights so hard that among so many arcade halls in Shangjing City, the name of the dynamic world is unique, and it is clearly distinguishable from those arcade halls with dirty and messy environments.

I don't know when this difference was no longer noticeable, probably in the year when the turnover fell sharply. I can't afford to hire a clerk, Wen Jie is alone, and no matter how desperate he is, he can't take care of the machine maintenance and sanitation of the entire dynamic world.

Once there is a hole in the psychological defense line, it will soon collapse completely, anyway, no matter how much you clean it, you can't clean it, so you just don't bother, Wen Jie just gave up on himself and fell into a vicious circle.

The worse the environment, the fewer customers who come to play the arcade, the fewer people who come, the lower the revenue, and the worse Wenjie's mood.

Obviously disheartened and no longer working hard, but he refused to give up, like a seriously ill patient waiting to die, huddled in the corner and watched his arcade hall slowly die little by little, Wen Jie thinks about it now, and feels that this kind of behavior is really stupid.

If we had given up decisively and used the money we had earned a few years ago when the market was good to open an Internet café, how could we have been so badly mixed? If we had not been decadent and insisted on cleaning and improving the environment, perhaps our turnover would not have plummeted, and if we used the money in our hands to buy some new machines, perhaps the business would have been maintained.

However, the wood is already in the boat, and it is useless to think more. The only thing that can be done is to seize the present.

Wen Jie scolded his mother, and he didn't know who he was scolding, so he stood up after scolding, shook his arm and walked towards Li Ming.

When he walked behind Li Ming, Li Ming was cleaning the rag, and when he looked up, he saw Boss Wen picking up a broom, and he was stunned.

"Idle is also idle, it's better to move, you then wipe the machine, I'll sweep the floor and mop the floor first, hey, no one will come to clean it, and it will be a place of dust in two days. Wen Jie waved his broom as he spoke, sounding a little reluctant, but his body movements conveyed the exact opposite.

"Thanks, Boss Wen, I'll treat you to supper after you're done. ”

Li Ming hugged his fist and happily wiped the base of the game console, he was a man who kept his promise, but this promise could not be fulfilled, because by the time they cleaned the machines and floors of the dynamic world, it was already four o'clock in the morning.

If you want to eat at four o'clock, you can either run to Matai Street or wait another hour—by five o'clock in the morning, the breakfast shop is almost open.

The good news is that Boss Wen has instant noodles.

The bad news is that Li Ming can't eat it.

It's not that the instant noodles are not nutritious and unhealthy, or they simply can't eat it, and they scrub more than 300 machines in a row, and when they are finished, Li Ming's whole back hurts like cramps, and the pain in his heart hurts, so much so that he can't straighten his waist, and he can only lie on his stomach with his back to the ceiling to relieve the pain a little.

Wen Jie took the boiled water soaked Master Kong's bucket of instant noodles, squatted next to Li Ming, sucked and ate the noodles, and said vaguely: "You haven't done housework before, right? Bending over for a long time, your back must not be able to stand it, when I was a child, I had to go to the field when I was busy with farming, and I couldn't stand up straight after a busy day, so I just rested on my stomach for a while." ”

Li Ming was hungry and tired, he snorted uncomfortably, gasped for a long time, and said coldly: "I haven't seen Los Angeles at four o'clock in the morning, but I've seen the arcade hall at four o'clock in the morning." Oh,, and the wall. ”

"Forget it, the wall is not clean, I have to paste the wallpaper, and I will buy the wallpaper. Wen Jie raised his head to drink the noodle soup, smacked his lips and asked, "Cleaning, is it for the activities you want to do?"