Chapter II

At seven o'clock in the morning, I snapped my fingers in satisfaction as I looked at myself in the mirror. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info neat and smart beige pants with a generous high ponytail, simple and clean, wearing this is the best to wear to the interview. Listening to what Mr. Ming said, Yuyuan's work doesn't seem to be easy, so of course I can't wear formal skirts or anything, which will leave a squeamish or bad impression on my future boss. While silently reciting "I am a woman's daughter, a woman's daughter, a man's ......", I picked up the resume I found at the bottom of the box, and prepared to go to the Jade Garden, which I had been thinking about for several days.

As soon as I went downstairs, I met Mr. Ming coming back from a walk, with a radio in his pocket, babbling a play that I didn't understand.

"Girl, how about going out?" Mr. Ming has always been kind, and everyone in this alley thinks so.

"yes." Thinking about the Jade Garden, I gave Mr. Ming a smile back, and then hurriedly passed by his old man, and even slipped away after the old man asked me without hearing anything.

I walked briskly, almost to the mouth of the alley last night. Even I don't know why, as if I'm a little later, I'll say goodbye to the Jade Garden forever. It's okay, no, of course, the store is still there. It's just that I don't know if it's my delusion, the current jade garden has more 'gray' and more old than last night's jade garden. It gives a sense of indescribability.

The only constant is that it's quiet. I didn't notice it last night, there was no sound here. There are no voices. No birds, no insects, no breezy whispers.

I slowly came to the door painted dark red, the edge of the threshold was a thin green with bits and pieces, and the brass knocker was rusty. I cautiously touched the fragile looking knocker and knocked gently. "Knock, knock." It sounds like a drum. No response. Before I could raise my hand to knock a second time, the voice of the strange man, without warmth or emotion, sounded from behind me.

"What are you doing?"

I froze in fright. Although he didn't scream out loud, a small heart was still beating wildly with fright. Turning my head, a man in white stood behind me, holding a box of vegetarian potstickers with an enticing aroma, staring at me expressionlessly.

I was a little stunned and didn't know how to react for a while.

"What are you doing there?" The other party frowned.

I looked at the other person's expression and thought he was a little familiar.

The man in white frowned and stepped forward: "Let it go." ā€

"Oh......" I stepped out of my way to see him conjure up a vintage brass key out of nowhere and open the door. Dressed in white, frowning, quite familiar.

The heavy mahogany door slowly opened, but there was no "squeak" sound as expected. The other person bypassed the counter and placed the pot sticker box on a small mahogany table.

The inside of the shop is much bigger than I expected. The antique tables and chairs are dotted with a few pots of orchids on the counter, which are simple and elegant, and there is a faint scent of sandalwood in the air. It's just that person...... Quite familiar, holding a box, but I can't remember for a moment that I know such a person. "This is the Jade Garden?"

"Yes." The other party opened the pot sticker box, and the richer aroma rushed into the air, making me swallow my saliva.

"This is a jade seller?" I looked around at the shelves, and there weren't many jade and jade ornaments on them, some porcelain and some woodwork, and more strange things that I couldn't see the material or use.

"It's not." The other party snapped open the disposable chopsticks with a "click".

"Then why ...... this man so rude......

"Because my surname is Yu, I'm the boss here."

……

I think so. I took a closer look at the white clothes on the other person's body, a tunic with dark patterns embroidered. Young man, frowning, holding the box, rude. Naturally, I have a good memory, and I haven't forgotten last night's flaming facial paralysis bamboo pole! This kind of person is actually the boss of Yuyuan! This kind of person is actually the boss?!

I walked up to him decisively.

"Boss Yu, I heard that you are recruiting people here, and I am here to apply." A slight smile showed eight teeth.

Jade facial paralysis finally had a different reaction. He put down his chopsticks and looked at me seriously: "The working hours are from nine o'clock in the afternoon to six o'clock in the morning of the next day, can you be on time?" ā€

It's as simple as that? "If you have time, don't worry, boss, I will definitely come on time and not leave early." Is that enough to work here?

"Then you sign it." Boss Jade pulled out a piece of paper from a drawer and tossed a pen. I looked at the neat calligraphy on the paper, and I wondered if the agreement was useful. The content of the agreement is also a bit bizarre.

The signatory is only responsible for his or her own work. If you cross the line, you will bear the consequences. The signatory may only enter the Jade Garden during the specified hours. If you violate the back, you will bear the consequences. The signatory may not alter any of the existence of the Jade Garden. If there is any violation, the consequences will be borne by yourself. The signatory of the treaty may not take the initiative to terminate the treaty.

The strange content was a bit confusing, but I signed my name in the bottom right corner of the paper.

Looking at my signed name, Jade Face Paralysis showed a slightly satisfied expression.

"Your future job is to watch the store during working hours......"

"Huh?" Doesn't that mean the job is a chore......

"How?"

"It's okay, it's okay, the boss just continues." I also worked hard to get this job, and if I let Zhang Yiru know, I will definitely scold me for being spineless.

Boss Yu paused, and seemed to look at me, "Everything that can be sold is here." There is such a box next to everything. As he spoke, he picked up a small wooden box no bigger than the palm of his hand from the nearest tea set. The small box is only about a finger high, and although it is small, it is beautifully crafted, with fine carvings on each face. He reached out and handed me the box, and I quickly and carefully took it. It's not that this time it's to please the boss, it's that the box is so delicate that I'm afraid one of them will accidentally break it. "If there's a buyer who likes something, open the box next to it."

"Oh." I agreed, and under the instructions of my boss, I unplugged the small copper buckle on the wooden box and opened it. There was nothing in the wooden box except a thick, yellowed piece of paper. Not only was I a little disappointed, but the boss reached for the piece of paper.

The slender fingers clipped the old pieces of paper, which attracted the eye. "The words on this are the price you should sell to the buyer, you can understand it."

The delicate brush handwriting, the handwriting is completely different from the agreement, as if it came from the hands of everyone's ladies.

Three hundred thousand yuan

Of course, I can understand it, but the number is so large that I jumped a lot. However, if it is just the price, is it a bit redundant to use such a box?

"You can only sell it at this price. No more and no less, otherwise it will not be sold. If the buyer agrees, you give him the things and the paper is put back in the box and put it away at the counter. "Boss Yu took back the paper and box from my hand, which was a little dazed after listening to the rules, and gently put the paper back into the box, and put it back on the side of the tea set after covering it." If the business collapses, put this back as it is. ā€

"Oh!" How do you feel so outrageous......

"That's about it. Got it? "Boss Yu didn't seem to be very satisfied with my reaction.

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ Oh...... "I was still in a fantasy feeling, I sensed the dissatisfaction of my boss and quickly remedied" understood. ā€

Boss Yu maintained a paralyzed expression and nodded, and sat down to pick up the long-lost chopsticks.

I looked at him.

"Yes, there is. You don't want to go into the corridor behind this, it's not your job. ā€

"Oh, okay." But the boss seems to have forgotten something. I continued to look at him.

Quiet.

I stared at him. He stared at the vegetarian potstickers.

I was just about to speak, and I was about to speak, when I saw that Boss Yu seemed to tilt his head, as if someone behind him was talking to him in a whisper, and I didn't know if it was my delusion.

Fortunately, Boss Yu finally spoke.

"You can come back to work tomorrow afternoon. The monthly salary is 9,000 per month. ā€

Finally waited for the salary. Living so easily for nine thousand a month is not bad in a small city like Songling.

"Okay, boss."

The job search task ended perfectly.

"So ......" That night, Zhang Yiru called me listlessly. When I finished talking about the day's magical job search experience, her voice suddenly rose an octave: "That's it?!" ā€

I rubbed my ear, which was almost deafening, for a long time, and rolled her eyes, which she couldn't see: "That's it." What else could it be? I was degraded to worthlessness by my heinous black-hearted boss, and then I lost confidence, collapsed myself, and was forced to sign an unequal contract with the bully foreman, okay? "Contract. I remembered the agreement I signed in the morning, and I was inexplicably a little blocked.

Zhang Yiru was rarely silent, and replied seriously in a very aggrieved voice for a long time: "I thought that if the boss was not blind, you would definitely not have a job." ā€

This man has always spared no effort when hacking me.

I talked with her for a long time, and although I was half angry, I still knew that she was caring about me, and even those inexplicable feelings of discomfort were angered a lot. He hung up the phone in response, and couldn't help but smile. This person should have been worried that I would not be comfortable with the short time before he made this call, and I am really lucky to have such a friend.

The night is deep and silent. This somewhat strange and easy-to-come job made me look forward to the rest of my life.

In the jade garden at night, oil lamps add a layer of warm light to the house.

Curly Hair Zhengtai stood on tiptoe on the square bench, trying to keep his height above Boss Yu, but unfortunately it was always a little worse, which looked very funny. The immature voice was lowered, the tone was angry, and it sounded cute: "You just let one person manage here." ā€

Boss Yu held a bowl of sago dew, and cherished the words like gold: "Part-time job." ā€