Sister Aimei introduces Chisato to work again!

"Then senior sister, can I ask, how much money will there be every day?"

"As for the salary, I don't know the specifics, but I remember that she seems to have mentioned it once, as if the salesmen at the counter can get 2-3w a day?"

"So much!" Zhu Yuan's eyes turned red on the spot.

You must know that you can earn 5,000 yuan by working five hours a day at a convenience store, and the bits and pieces of food delivered at noon can add up to 1,000.

Even if it was to run four companies for training all day on weekends, it would only be in the early 10,000s.

As a result, working as a salesman over there, you can get 20,000 or 30,000 a day?

How does this make her not blush?

"Because they have a basic salary + commission, they should have so much daily salary on weekdays, and there should be more on holidays, but the work there is very tiring."

"I'm not afraid of getting tired! Please let me try it! ”

"Okay, I'll ask that sister next week."

In fact, this is also Sister Aimei saw the efforts of Zhu Yuan Qianli, and was moved by the spirit of the other party, her sister does have a lot of stores, among which the drugstore is really profitable.

Because the main customers of that store are not domestic people at all, but foreigners.

Especially people from China,

They claim to be micro-businesses and purchasing agents, and every time they come, they take a large amount.

Anyway, if you take these back and buy them again, there will definitely be some money.

Therefore, it will be very tiring.

But does Chisato Zhuhara care about that?

If this job can be successful, it will be much better than her previous job.

Tutoring people is really a headache, and not every child will listen to you obediently.

I also worked as a cashier at a convenience store.

Many times the customers who come are the kind of people who have a very bad attitude and are angry, as if buying something in your store is a great favor for you.

So now I have the opportunity to work in a better place and make more money.

Chisato felt that she had to seize this opportunity.

But this is also next week at the earliest, and they will go to Kitano Tenmangu Shrine in Kyoto this weekend to participate in the Tanabata event there, and they spent a lot of money on the Shinkansen in the afternoon.

She bought the 160-minute one, which was a little longer, but 300 yen cheaper than the 140-minute Nozomi.

Although it cost 13,200 for this passage alone, it can definitely be earned.

Not to mention that the subsequent accommodation and return journey are all packaged.

Now she remembers all these kindnesses, and waits to return them together in the future.

On Friday night, they agreed on the next day's time, went to the station at eight o'clock in the morning, and then took the car together.

During the Tanabata Festival, there are some events in Tokyo, but they are not as lively as those in Tenmangu Shrine.

Kei Sakurai didn't come home that Friday night.

Instead, after school, I first played Go with myself in the school Go club.

Then stay until about half past six, pack up the chessboard, and walk out of the Go club.

The target is in the direction of the entrance to the campus.

At this time, there were three boys walking out with their shoulders on their backs, and it was the same classmate who threw Kei Sakurai's book on the ground a few days ago and left footprints on it.

Sakura Middle School's campus atmosphere is not bad, but that doesn't mean it doesn't happen at these times.

It's just that it happens in the dark a lot of the time, and maybe you can see some clues in the same class, but if there is a lack of students in the class who have a sense of justice, few people go back to care about these things.

After all, people are egoists.

Unfortunately, the three of them don't know the true identity of Kei Sakurai.

I don't know that the footprints I left on them were recognized by Kei Sakurai, even if everyone wore similar shoes at school.

Maybe they won't care about that.

In their opinion, a weak classmate like Kei Sakurai is bullied, and he dares to resist?

And with that kind of body, what's the use of resisting?

Even if they just go all the way.

Kei Sakurai followed all the way.

"By the way, brother, did you say that the first-grader who looked like our school this Thursday was the hand of the bride?"

"Quite possibly, I actually have another gossip here, do you want to hear it?"

"Nonsense, of course I listened, say it quickly!"

"Actually, the first-grader smoked dp before he died, and the police guessed that he might have seen the legendary bride because of hallucinations, and the scene was full of life, and the head was smashed in the end, which was too miserable......"

"It's so exciting! What about xd? Is it reliable? ”

"Absolutely! I have a friend's cousin's husband's brother is in the Metropolitan Police Department, and he said ......"

Kei Sakurai fell far away, and listened to their conversation from the bug installed in their bag.

"It seems that the police are not stupid, they can actually deduce most of the truth." Kei Sakurai smiled, not worried that the police would find him in the end.

At this time, the topic of the first few boys has gone from the school murder to where to go this weekend.

In fact, this is what Hi Sakurai Kei really cares about.

"Tell me about it, huh? Where are you going? ”

"It's better to choose a place with a lot of people, a little more people, and after you die, more people will scream."

"Hahahaha, no, I want to laugh when I think of this picture...... It's so much fun! ”

Smiling and laughing, he suddenly pulled his hair and forced himself to calm down.

"Hmm...... No, I can't let Kashima know, he's going to be disappointed in me if he does...... But these people bullied me, and they should be killed...... What a hassle...... Forget it, let's kill it, as long as I ......"

Kei Sakurai said to himself as he finally pinched the thumb and index finger of his right hand in the void, and then put them to his mouth, pulling them from the corners of his mouth from one side to the other like a zipper.

"I can't afford to lose this friend......"

......

Kashima came home tomorrow night, probably packed up the things he was going to bring for tomorrow, and then took a shower.

came out and thought about it, and took out a more gorgeous Hanfu from his bag.

That's right, it's Hanfu.

Once as a Chinese, Kashima Akira still preferred to wear Hanfu more on this occasion.

After all, the Yanhuang bloodline is engraved in the bones.

"Yes, very handsome, a little more handsome than I usually wear a school uniform."

I just don't know, what kind of clothes Senpai and Hayasaka will wear tomorrow.

Senpai has a lot of clothes over there, but if it's Hayasaka.

It's going to be pretty cute, right?

Forget it, I don't want to go to bed early, and I'll go to Hayasaka's house tomorrow.

After all, the two of them don't live far away, so it's more convenient to walk together.