Chapter 35: Sir, Can You Give Me a Job?

Don't underestimate the persistence of a man's shopping.

They are just too lazy to go to every store like a girl, and they are all going straight to the destination.

As soon as Tang Dao entered the Fifth Avenue shopping mall, he couldn't wait to come to the Motorola store, and spent $3,000 to buy a Cityman model, which is a copy of the big brother, but his size is much smaller than the latter, and it is easy to carry, and it realizes global calls.

At noon, a group of people found a Chinese restaurant, the name on which was: "aftertaste", the decoration was quite good, and it looked clean enough.

As soon as I walked in, a young woman wrapped in an apron and tied with double pigtails greeted her, but she obviously didn't know much English, opened her hand, looked at the label on it, and said in a very difficult tone, "Ah... Pick the rags. Her face turned red, and at last she simply gave up, turned around, and shouted, "Auntie, what does this Mr. Bird Whisper say?" ”

A round face emerged from behind the cash register, with a capable face, "How do I know how to say bird language, this foreigner's words are really like corn poop, and it is very difficult to be confused." ”

Tang Dao's face twitched, a little speechless.

He knows that the 90s was a wave of going abroad, many Chinese people went abroad to make money, worked here for a few years, and went home to have a wife, but most of these people belong to the ranks of the "cultural bottom" at home, and it is already great to be able to say hello loudly in English, and most importantly, they rarely have legal residency, and most of them come with tourist visas.

But none of this has anything to do with Tang Dao.

Everyone has the right to pursue their own future, perhaps, now he will lament and be confused, but he should not regret it.

"Prepare three tables for us, do you have a menu?" Tang Dao twisted his eyebrows, his voice was thick, and he turned into Chinese, although he was Chinese, his grandfather's generation was too obsessed, and under the care of the old man, he could be regarded as learning one more language.

When she heard that he could speak Chinese, the young woman was stunned and breathed a sigh of relief, "It turns out that Mr. can speak Chinese, and I am ready to call my brother out." As she spoke, she guided Tang Dao and them to the inner table, poured the tea very skillfully, and took out a pen and notebook, "Sir, what do you want?" ”

After Tang Dao flipped through it a few times, he closed the menu, "Let's have one of them." ”

"Huh?" The woman's first meal, paused a little heavier in the notebook, thinking that she had heard it wrong, and looked at Tang Dao in surprise, the latter put her hand on the table, took a sip of tea, and emphasized it again, this time the woman finally understood, scratched her head, walked to the cashier and began to chatter, "Auntie, the man said that the menu is all ordered." ”

The aunt was originally settling accounts, and when she heard the words, she raised her head in surprise, there were more than forty of them in the light of the vegetables, she glanced at the young man who was sitting on the table with a tissue, and then looked at Jin Dun and the others who were sitting on the edge of the two tables, and hooked her fingers towards her sister-in-law, leaned over on tiptoe, and whispered, "That person seems to have a bit of an identity, what about him, Nier, the more fools this kind of, the more money we make, it won't be long before you earn a few more years, and you can go home and marry that college student." ”

Nier had a happy smile on her face, didn't she come here to work just to support Brother Shui Sheng to go to college?

As soon as he thought of this, he came to the motivation again, and ran to the back kitchen to help, the proprietress looked at her back and sighed, she didn't have anything to say, this stupid girl, will other college students take a fancy to you? It's just that she doesn't want to break the other party's illusions, and in the future, she will understand that men are the most unbelievable!

She was about to continue settling accounts when she suddenly caught a glimpse of a white homeless man standing at the door, with an elongated beard, deep eyes, stains on his cargo pants, carrying a large green bag, and most importantly, holding an earthy yellow puppy beside him, but the puppy seemed to be hungry and weak, swaying, perhaps smelling the fragrance in the air, and the dog and the owner were looking at the restaurant with a hopeful face.

The proprietress took out two packets of biscuits from under the cash register and walked over and handed them to him, but the white man pleaded as if he had something to say, and before he knew it, the voices of both sides were much higher.

The movement here makes the customers in the store can't help but look over, naturally including Tang Dao, the white homeless man is full of disappointment, leading the puppy and leaving, but the puppy is lying on the ground, wailing in despair, its paws are rubbing on the floor, it is telling the owner that it is hungry!

It wants to eat.

But he was forcibly pulled away by the white homeless man, looking at his emaciated back, which was incompatible with the surrounding environment.

It's like an episode, and no one cares, after all, there are too many of them.

There are about seven or eight thousand homeless people in New York, and I'm afraid even more!

Is this paradise?

Maybe, but it's hell here too.

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Tang Dao wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin, half-raised his hand, snapped his fingers, and the waitress named Nier trotted over.

"Settle accounts."

"That's $710 in total." Nile was in a good mood and smiled.

Robert took out $800 and pressed it on the table, Tang Dao got up, "The extra is the tip." ”

The United States has a tradition of tipping, and you also have to tip when others help you park, and it is included in the price law, but the tip of 90 US dollars is converted into about 700 yuan in RMB, and this belongs to Nier, the little girl smiled almost on her face, sent Tang Dao and his party out of the restaurant, and bowed, "Welcome to come next time." ”

"Boss, where are you going now?" Robert ate a little and turned his head to ask.

"It's good to find a quiet bar and listen to music." Food can make people feel happy, Tang Dao smiled, "Gentlemen, maybe we should dress a little more handsome, New York girls have heard that the taste is very spicy (spicy)." ”

All of them, including the Golden Shield, smiled meaningfully.

New York has one of the top three cheating rates in the world, which is a great place.

When they got to the door, it was raining heavily, the floor was covered with water stains, and it was easy to fall if they were not careful, so Robert and another employee said to go and drive, cover their heads, and trot out.

"Huh?" Tang Dao looked at the corner, and in the corner, there was the white homeless man just now, holding a puppy in his arms, shivering from the cold, his eyes were looking around with fear, and he didn't know where he got half of the bread in his hand, putting it in his mouth and biting it.

What kind of eyes are they?

Regret, despair, pity, and tyranny hidden in the depths.

Tang Dao hesitated, the employee next to the reader said a few words, the latter nodded, ran into the cake shop next to him, bought two rolls of biscuits, Tang Dao walked towards the white homeless man, and stood in front of the other party, "Sir, do you need help?" ”

He was just curious, the fourth jungle combat boot of the U.S. Army under the feet of the white homeless man seemed to be some years, and it was starting to turn white.

The other party was shocked, then looked up, and hurriedly lowered his head, holding the dog and about to get up and leave, he was obviously afraid of being watched.

"Take it and eat it, sir." Tang Dao took the biscuit from the employee's hand and handed it over.

The homeless man looked at the fragrant biscuits, couldn't take his eyes off for a while, his dignity told him to refuse, but the Adam's apple still rolled up and down, stretched out his hand to take it, these hands were full of calluses, and when he opened his mouth, his voice was also a little hoarse cracking, "Thank you... Thank you. ”

"Boss, the car is here." Just as he was about to continue asking, Jin Dun whispered on the side, Tang Dao looked out, the two cars were lit up, he had to give up his curiosity, smiled at the homeless man, and turned to leave.

He has money, but he won't give money, Tang Dao doesn't want the other party to feel that he is pitying him, everyone has dignity, maybe he has difficulties, but bread is enough not to starve him to death, and money will make him feel dependent on unearned gains.

"First... Mr! ”

Seeing that Tang Dao was about to walk out of the door, the homeless man suddenly shouted, the former paused, turned his head suspiciously, and saw the white man swallowing his saliva, very nervous, "Can... Can you give me a job? ”

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