Chapter III 1

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My first job was as a salesperson in a small supermarket.

The boss's surname is Wu. He looked me up and down a few times, then bit his lip and decided to hire me. What I didn't expect was that he not only hired me, but also reused me, and entrusted me with the responsibility of being a porter.

The boss is forty years old, short, stocky, and fat, and has the appearance of Wu Dalang in "Water Margin". One look at it, you can feel that he has the experience of doing small business on the street.

He rummaged through the cabinet to find a box of cigarettes, and asked an aunt-level salesperson to open a bottle of mineral water for me and pull me to sit down. He lit a cigarette for me and said nervously, "You can smoke one too, this is more true." ”

I was moved for a while, and I said, "You, you used to sell yakiniku, the kind of street stalls, with a few sesame seeds on them." ”

The boss took a hard puff of his cigarette, and the smoke was whirring from both nostrils before he stopped. If his hair stood up again, I must have thought he was very angry. I thought to myself: he may have noticed that I was taking him for Wu Dalang. I'm ashamed to really think of others as Wu Dalang, otherwise I would have been involved with the baked cakes. I coughed twice and took two sips of water, not wanting to talk more.

He then took a puff of his cigarette and said, "It seems that my brother has been in this area for a long time. The baked cakes were sold, and after working for more than a year, I saved a few dollars to make more profitable fried fritters. The child has no mother, and it's a long story. It was more than ten years ago, when I served fried fritters for breakfast. After working for more than a month, the money invested came out before it was recovered, so he let an old Beijing oiler who lived nearby smash the stall. His uncle, the grandson, dragged a dog to breakfast early every morning. They all asked for two portions, one for him and one for the dog. Yo, that dog can not only drink soy milk and eat steamed buns, but also chew and eat fritters. ”

Speaking of this, the boss spit the cigarette butt in his mouth on the ground and twisted it vigorously with his foot a few times. He smashed his mouth a few times, like a dog eating fritters. There was still smoke coming out of his mouth, but it wasn't coming out of his nostrils.

"It's really evil, that grandson didn't walk with the dog first that day. I came here early, and when I entered the door, I said that I would take a look first, and then come over to eat after a morning exercise. As it happens, I was adding laundry detergent to the noodles so that the grandson and the dog could see it. I didn't want the fritters to bubble, they looked bigger and crispy. But the grandson was on fire at the time, and he saw what he was smashing. I yelled at the sound of the dog, shouting: 'Don't smash it, those things are not mine, they belong to other people's restaurants, I only take care of fried fritters.' The more I yelled at the dog, the harder the grandson smashed. As a result, the people in the hotel gave me a settlement afterwards, and I accompanied more than 3,000 people. I also asked the grandson to sit on the ground with a punch, and he happened to sit on the fried dough sticks, and he didn't get up for a long time. Actually, I can beat him, terrible dog. Now there are fewer dogs like that, and they stand taller than me. He lit another cigarette and said, "Finally, the grandson said, 'Remember, it's not over, I'll go to the hospital in the morning to give the dog an experience, and then I'll settle the account.'" He cursed and ignored the dogs, and walked away with his arms outstretched. I don't know how the dog found the fritters left over from my previous day, took two in his mouth, and chased after them. ”

I was about to ask the dog if he ate your fritters hidden, and the boss concluded: "Alas, don't talk about this, behind every successful boss there is a history of entrepreneurship with a handful of tears!" ”

I took a cigarette from the stool in front of me, lit it, and said, "Don't worry, I won't let anyone with a dog come in to buy anything in the future." ”

"No, no, the dog is fine, the supermarket deals with the business people. I'll tell you how to deal with it slowly in the future, and now I'm talking too much, I'm afraid you won't remember. ”

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