Chapter 692: Slaughtering Guests

Song Zheng never thought that he would be able to meet Park Hyo-min here, who he had only met today, and looking at Park Hyo-min's dress, he was obviously a waiter at this restaurant.

"Hyomin!Why are you here!?"

Park Hyo-min couldn't help but be a little embarrassed, lowered his head and said, "Of course it's a part-time job here!"

Work?

Song Zheng couldn't help frowning when he heard this, if he remembered correctly, the company in South Korea subsidized its trainees every month, and the company also provided three meals a day, and those subsidies were to put it bluntly, they were given pocket money, although it was not much, but it was not less, why did Park Hyo-min come out to work and make money.

It can't be ~~~~~

Park Hyo-min knew that he had misunderstood as soon as he saw Song Zheng's face: "Boss, it's not about the president, I need to pay tuition because I still have to go to school, and I usually have to send some money to my family, so I came out to work." ”

Song Zheng listened, his face suddenly eased a lot, looking at Park Hyomin, he really didn't expect that this girl was also a bitter child, Park Renjing almost gave up her dream for the sake of her family, Park Hyomin had to take care of the family at a young age.

Song Zheng nodded thoughtfully, and said, "I know, if you have any difficulties, you can always tell the company, and the company will help you! Okay!

Song Zheng noticed that the middle-aged Obasang who had just helped order food was already looking this way, and his eyes were still full of vigilance.

!

You won't suspect that Lao Tzu is a spy from the north, right!?

The dishes ordered by Song Zheng came up quickly, in short, they were messy, and they were not close to the so-called color and fragrance at all, but they were also something to eat, just fill their stomachs.

After eating it in a daze, Song Zheng beckoned that Obasando to pay for it.

"How much!?1.2 million won!?"

Song Zheng looked at the bill handed over by Obasan, his eyes were worth it, even if the won was not worth it, if it could be converted into RMB, 1.2 million won would be almost more than 10,000 yuan, even if they ordered a little more, even if the price in South Korea was high, it was not so outrageous.

Obasang has no Song Zheng at all at the moment, and when Ren Tong and the two first came, they were so kind and pleasant, their faces were elongated, and they looked down on people

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