Peng Cheng will always remember the bathing uncle in the small bathhouse, the first time he told himself about the clock, the envious face. To this day, he doesn't understand where the old guy's envy came from, and is Ji Zhong's job so good?

That's just to calculate the time for the lady, or he will only enter the time of entering the room in the computer, and click the checkout when he comes out, and the system will automatically calculate the money. Peng Cheng understands the oil and water in this, but he doesn't understand where the envy comes from.

Today is Peng Cheng's first day on duty, and he has known the guy in the class for a long time, and that Sanba is still doing it! Peng Cheng followed behind Mr. Song, and stood still in front of the small bar, he waited for Mr. Song to introduce himself, staring at that Sanba's face became iron-blue. In the end, he is like a girl, like a woman in the palace, seeing a concubine with a higher rank than himself, it turns out that she is still a slave, and she looks hated and unconvinced.

"Peng Cheng, counting the clock is very simple, he can tell you about it, hey, this kid is called ...... It's called Su Zhongchao, you two know each other. Mr. Song looked at the names on the three badges, then patted Peng Cheng's arm, and nodded slightly, it seemed that it was different from Peng Cheng, and even the young man himself was inexplicably confident, and then Mr. Song went upstairs again.

Peng Cheng was very polite with a smiling face, and watched Mr. Song wave his hand as he walked, until he disappeared at the entrance of the building. Although Mr. Song didn't look back, he just turned around and looked at Su Zhongchao's disdainful face.

Su Zhongchao's surname is Su, and the big boss of this bathing center is also surnamed Su, I don't know if there is any basis, Peng Cheng thought to himself, and only stood on the edge of the bar, watching the surname Su clean up his things. He took out a number of notebooks, lists, and pens in ping-pong, and the young man smiled slightly, he really mixed up with the work of writing, and he was decent, and he no longer had to take shoes with his waist.

"You're very powerful!" Su Zhongchao asked in a weird way, lowered his head, didn't raise his eyebrows, and saw that Peng Cheng didn't answer and said, "Have you done it before?"

"Nope"

Hearing Peng Cheng say no, Su Zhongchao smiled a little charmingly, and smiled proudly: "Then can you do this job?" He immediately stopped beating, and the movements in his hands softened, and he looked at Peng Cheng with slanted eyes and contempt, and said, "This is quite difficult." ”

The young man looked at Su Zhongchao's sudden face, and did not answer him, and asked very strangely: "Are you a man or a woman?"

"You are insulting, you know, I am a man. He was particularly concerned, emphasizing it repeatedly, revealing a layer of pink in his eyes.

"Then tell me! ”

Su Zhongchao was already trembling with anger, he picked up the phone on the desktop, and pressed a few numbers tremblingly: "Mr. Song, what is he doing? ”

The next words were inaudible, Peng Cheng stood a little farther away, he didn't plan to be afraid of anyone, even if he Su Sanba was really a relative of the boss's family, he didn't plan to let him beat himself endlessly like a girl. Fortunately, everything seemed to be for ulterior motives, Su Zhongchao didn't say a few words on the phone, put down the phone, and went upstairs angrily.

As soon as the others left, Peng Cheng's mobile phone rang, and he calculated, before the surnamed Su had walked to the place, Mr. Song called and said, "Xiao Peng, can you see if you can understand it yourself?" ”

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This is the third time Peng Cheng has come here, he remembers that the uncle said that the third floor of all bathing centers is a world of flower girls, and men go there, all of them cost money, and the only one who makes money is this clock. Peng Cheng had never seen the flower girl, the uncle was sewing his eyes, intoxicated, he said that he had also been to the world of the flower girl when he was young, he was still young at that time, and he still had money! Later, he came to the Northeast to take a bath, and he could see the world of the flower girl every day, but he could not enter it.

"Uncle Peng, Uncle tells you, this girl Beibei is really a good girl, why do you both have to have a girl in the future, the boy is quite happy to be born, but in fact, it is the most useless. "Uncle sat on the edge of the big pool in the men's section of the bathhouse that day, and it was already the middle of the night. There was no one in the bathhouse, only the two of them were left, and the uncle smoked a dry cigarette, swallowing clouds and spitting fog, he seemed to be very comfortable, imagining that it was the early years, and he still had money, he took a long puff of cigarette very comfortably, and then gently spit it out, spitting out the old elder, a white smoke that diffused.

"I'll tell you the truth, I also have a kid, I don't expect him, we're all old men, this thing for men is generally more selfish than women, the uncle himself is a man, and the son can't point to him. Saying that, the uncle sighed a little, and his eyes seemed to be out of focus, looking at something intently, but he couldn't see clearly. Peng Cheng savored his uncle's words, and felt that it was very reasonable, and he and his brother did not let their parents worry, but he always felt that it was because they had not seen him.

"When you wait for your uncle to be young, the bathing center you went to is big, and there are all girls from your northeast, who look really good. Big, well-organized, beautiful, a lot, all for parents, children, and you see those who press their feet, if they have some ability, or are willing to endure some hardships, can they let women do this? Women are still selfless, different from men. ”

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Again, Peng Cheng had never seen the flower girl, this was the third time he had gone upstairs, and he had seen a woman in total, and he didn't even think it was as amazing as the first two times he came up. It was just a corridor that had been cultivated to a golden color, and now Peng Cheng really didn't feel how dazzling the golden splendor was, it didn't seem to be so open, it was just a corridor with an end in sight.

The place where he stood was at the staircase, on the left hand side was a large row of guest rooms with opposite doors, there were only sixteen rooms in total, and the first room was the place where the technicians and ladies rested, Peng Cheng remembered that the 38 came out of this room that day. There are four bunk iron frame beds in it, and there are girls sleeping during the day, Peng Cheng can't tell which ones are young ladies and which technicians, but he judged that those who are dressed exactly the same should be technicians, and the rest of those who wear different places should be young ladies.

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In the afternoon, Peng Cheng called Beibei, but he didn't answer for a long time, so he made another call, and the call was connected.

"Daughter-in-law, do you like grapes?"

"Well, what's wrong?"

"I ate a delicious grape today, you don't know how delicious it is, but it's sweet, my husband will buy it for you tomorrow." ”

"You don't have the money to buy grapes. ”

Hey, hey, Peng Cheng smiled proudly, his purpose was this: "He'er from Miss!

Bei Bei sighed and smiled softly. It didn't matter to her what he wanted, she was forced by a head full of debts, and she couldn't think of him anymore. After borrowing money for so long, many of them have promised to be repaid yet, friends are naturally alienated, and if the debts owed are not returned, the people's hearts will naturally become thinner, and she can't blame others, who are also herself, and have trampled on the feelings of friends. How sensitive a topic money is! Two people who love each other can part ways when they mention money, let alone friends, but it is nothing to avoid it, and what is more sad is that the yin and yang weird ridicule and not waiting to see each other are all their own fault, and she always blames herself.

Even all the news with Peng Cheng annoyed her, if it weren't for him, she wouldn't have come to such a field at all. Working day and night every day, Bei Bei will calculate all the income, pay back the money, and now send the money to others, in exchange for the cordial greeting she received at the beginning, Bei Bei knows better than anyone else, she only hopes that Peng Cheng can work for a while longer, and she doesn't have time to think about the rest.