On the outskirts of City B, in a residential area, there is a secluded alley, and in the depths of the alley there is a small restaurant called Juewei Kitchen.

The restaurant is sparsely decorated, with a few long benches scattered around, including the few shabby tables.

The pedestrians are also intermittent, and business can be described as deserted. As a result, several of the restaurants in this deep alley have closed their doors and declared closed.

There are many enthusiastic neighbors who always persuade Duan Hongyu to close his doors and change careers. However, Duan Hongyu, the owner of Juewei Kitchen, didn't think so.

Duan Hongyu has always believed that as long as he persists, he will be able to succeed. Although, he can't even pay the utility bill and rent every month.

"Boss, check out!" At this time, the only table of diners also shouted to pay.

Duan Hongyu walked over quickly, holding a pen and a booklet similar to an account book in his hand.

"A beef noodle, a sweet and sour peanut, a total of 25 yuan, do you want to cash or scan the code?" Duan Hongyu smiled and said politely.

"Yo, I can't imagine that your small store can keep up with the pace of fashion? Then WeChat Pay! The guest's tone was clearly surprised.

The guest took out his mobile phone from his pocket, clicked on WeChat, and scanned the WeChat QR code that Duan Hongyu had just placed on the dining table.

"Buzz"

The mobile phone in his trouser pocket vibrate, and without even looking at it, Duan Hongyu knew that the 25 yuan had arrived.

After paying the bill, the guest picked up his things and walked out the door without looking back.

"Walk slowly, welcome to come back next time!" Duan Hongyu, as in the past, was warm and courteous.

However, every time, the guests didn't even give a smile as if they didn't hear it.

Duan Hongyu shook his head, an inexplicable wry smile in his heart, stabilized his thoughts, and began to clean up the messy dishes and chopsticks on the dining table again.

When he just graduated from college, Duan Hongyu also fantasized that he could find a stable job, get an ideal salary, and live a 9-to-5 life every day.

Not only can you take care of yourself, but also subsidize your family.

But it backfired, and it has been three years since I graduated, and I have nothing but the small restaurant I took over from my parents.

Stable job? The ideal salary? 9-to-5 life?

These have only appeared in Duan Hongyu's dreams!

In fact, I can't blame others, I can only blame him for not doing his job all day long in college. Except for not learning professional knowledge, he learns everything, and he will learn it as soon as he learns.

Smoke and drink! Fights and brawls! Pickle girl gambling! Internet café all night!

Of course, Duan Hongyu's family background is very bad, and his parents used to be in this small restaurant, busy and busy, but they couldn't make any money.

It's simply not enough for him to splurge!

At most, it can barely afford Duan Hongyu and his younger brother to go to school.

Parents are also frugal all year round, working day and night. In the end, he still couldn't survive the ravages of the years.

Just last year, my father was unwell and went to the hospital for a check-up and found that he had a very serious illness, losing sensation in his legs and no longer being able to get out of bed and walk.

Mother had no choice but to put down all the affairs of the restaurant, hand it over to Duan Hongyu to take care of, and take her husband back to her hometown to recuperate by herself.

Fortunately, Duan Hongyu was forced to learn to cook since he was a child, otherwise this restaurant might be yellow.

At this time, Duan Hongyu also cleaned and cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks used by the guests on the table just now.

After tidying everything up, Duan Hongyu was not idle, picked up the mop behind the door and carefully mopped the ground.

After mopping it clean, wipe down the table and bench several times.

Although the decoration is a little shabby, it is obviously much neater after being sorted out by Duan Hongyu every day.

Call~

With a long sigh of relief, Duan Hongyu felt a little tired, so he walked to the door under the willow tree and lay down on a dilapidated old-fashioned folding chair, ready to close his eyes and squint for a while.

He vividly remembers that in his spare time in the restaurant, his father would often lie down on this shabby old-fashioned folding chair to take a nap just like he is now.

As soon as she lay down, a bloated woman walked over with a bucket twisting her waist.

"Xiao Yu! It's not Sister Chen who said you, you already owe me three months of rent, water and electricity, when will you settle it for me once? The person who came was the landlord Chen Hong, and Duan Hongyu had already guessed it when he heard the voice.

Chen Hong, a woman, is greedy for money, but she is even more mean and bitter, and the neighbors are also respectful and awe-stricken.

Duan Hongyu got up when he heard this, with a smile on his face, and scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Don't smile at me! Xiao Yu! Sister Chen won't embarrass you, I'll give you another week, and I won't be able to pay the money, don't blame Sister Chen for turning her face and not recognizing people! Chen Hong meant to drive people out, and Duan Hongyu obviously heard it.

Is this called not embarrassing yourself?

However, with the current situation of the restaurant, Duan Hongyu can't come up with much money at all.

Not to mention three months' rent, water and electricity, he can't make up for a month.

After all, he had to save some money to run the restaurant, and send the rest home to treat his father.

"Sister Chen, don't worry, I will find a way to give you three months' rent, water and electricity!" Duan Hongyu echoed in a low voice with a smile on his face, and Chen Hong only snorted coldly at this.

"Don't think about it! Yes, by all means! I won't see any money in a week, so you'll roll me up and leave! Sister Chen gave an ultimatum, and her tone was cold.

After speaking, he twisted the bucket waist again and walked away heavily.

"Hey, let's find a way to borrow some money to survive this paragraph......" Duan Hongyu sighed.

This small restaurant is the only livelihood left by my parents, and it is also the root of my parents, and I can't lose it!

Duan Hongyu lay down again, stretched out his hand and rubbed his swollen head, thinking about who to borrow money to relieve him.

"By the way, how did I forget this local tyrant?!" Duan Hongyu thought of his former classmate in college, Wang Kun!

This Wang Kun's family background has already reached the level of "Erkang", and in the dormitory, he is the most generous and righteous!

Usually, Wang Kun often invites guests to KTV to sing, and often invites guests to dinner, especially to Duan Hongyu.

Thinking of this, Duan Hongyu opened WeChat and sent a message to Wang Kun.

Duan Hongyu: Brother Kun, are you there?

Duan Hongyu thought that Wang Kun might be busy at this time and couldn't see WeChat messages, but he didn't expect Wang Kun to reply in seconds!

Wang Kun: Where is it, why does my brother Yu think of contemptible people at this time? (A puzzled look in the back)

Wang Kun is still the same as in college before, always likes to tease Duan Hongyu.

Duan Hongyu: Don't you want to Brother Kun? (A cigarette light emoji at the back)

Wang Kun: Come on, I don't know you yet? Tell me what's the matter? (A smug expression in the back)

It seems that Wang Kun has guessed what happened to Duan Hongyu and wants to let him help him.

Duan Hongyu: Actually, it's not a big deal, I just want to find Brother Kun for relief. (Sad expressions in the back)

Wang Kun was silent for a while at this time, and it took about five minutes or so before replying to Duan Hongyu.