Chapter 700 is 1.3.5.7.9 again

I was thinking that I could make a membership card to earn some commissions, but it seems that I met a poor ghost, wasting time and tongue in vain, and then went back to count the goods, obviously lost the interest just now, but what can I do, I can't always grab money from people's pockets!

"Don't think that the commission of the membership card is easy to earn, I used to wear out my mouth, and I can only earn a few hundred yuan more a month, so work hard!"

"Manager, I see."

The bar staff continued to work listlessly, she could also think about it, the hotel was opened near the school, and most of them were student consumer groups, and there were not many membership cards, anyway, it would not affect her stable work, less commission money, and it was a big deal to buy less cosmetics.

This kind of thinking and viewpoint is also the way for most workers to comfort themselves, since they can't do it, then they can not do it, but they don't know, no matter what kind of choice, it will become a habit, when the willingness to accept fate has become a habit, and then want to re-establish the perfect beginning, it is like climbing the ladder, it is even more difficult!

Shen Dapeng tightened his clothes, slowly stepping on the creaking snow, there was not much snow last night, but it has also covered a layer of white clothes, among the high-rise streets, the car is no longer anxiously honking, there are fewer pedestrians, and there is no usual anxiety, for a while, the whole world seems to be a little more quiet than usual.

After all, safety is more important than health, and the surrounding streets are rarely quiet, so it is definitely enjoyable to be able to relax and enjoy the rare beautiful snow scenery and blue sky without haze in the capital.

Next to the street, more than a dozen sanitation workers are sweeping the snow, although it is not too thick, but the fine snow that fell first last night melted and turned into a thin layer of ice, like walking on the mirror-like oil skating surface must be careful, not to mention the tools to clean, everyone is very vigilant, after all, the sanitation workers are forty or fifty years old, or even older, the old and the young, no one wants to break their arms and legs to add trouble to their families.

"Slow down, young man, it's slippery."

A sanitation aunt wears three layers of cotton clothes and pants on the inside, a cotton hat on her head, and a mask on her face, but her kind and gentle voice can prove that the sanitation aunt cares from the bottom of her heart.

"Thank you."

Shen Dapeng nodded and thanked him, slowed down his pace more carefully, walked more than ten meters away, and looked at the sanitation workers cleaning the snow on the whole road, and then looked back at the enthusiastic sanitation aunt just now, and I don't know where a few young people came, carrying a kettle and holding a disposable paper cup, pouring hot water for the sanitation workers one by one.

Inexplicably warm, everyone has their own position in the society, strong or weak, but they all perform their own duties, only everyone does their job well, and knows how to be grateful for the efforts of others, the society can become better and better.

As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a better place!

The lyrics are beautiful and simple, but it's a pity that it is even more difficult for everyone to do it, and now people are not dedicated to the noble quality of others, most of the time is still for themselves and their relatives and friends to live, in fact, in the final analysis, it is because of poverty, less than 1,000 yuan a month of work, self-sufficiency, want to support the family, or a little tight.

Not everyone can have Huang Bin's family, like he grew up with a golden spoon in his mouth; Not everyone is like Cao Mengyuan, who can have an official father and a strong background; It is even more impossible to start over like Shen Dapeng and do his best to walk the road of regret that he has already walked.

"Ding!!"

When the mobile phone text message rang, Shen Dapeng disliked Tian's frozen hand and didn't look at it for the first time, because he thought it must be Wang Xueying's question.

Walking slowly all the way back to the school, the snow on the campus has not been cleared, as far as the eye can see, there are dazzling white vases of high and low, the snow on the roof of each building is a finger thick, the edge of the window sill is still the same, the flat stone paving, the dry yellow lawn, is also the same white mangs.

In contrast, the snow scene on the dry branches of the big trees is more beautiful, poplars, willows, ginkgo trees, spring, summer and autumn are luxuriant leaves, only lonely and calm snowflakes are piled up, as far as the eye can see, only the straight pine is still green, hanging with snow, as if wearing a cotton jacket that belongs to winter.

Enjoying the rare snow scene in the capital, I went all the way to the cafeteria, maybe because of the cold snow, or maybe it was still early in the world, and there were not many students eating breakfast in the cafeteria.

Shen Dapeng ordered millet porridge and fennel-flavored buns, sat in a quiet corner, and then took out his mobile phone to check the time, a text message prompted on the screen, he didn't care, he thought it was he saying goodbye without saying goodbye, Wang Xueying sent a text message to ask the teacher.

But after clicking on it, looking at the phone number, his hand shook, and the bun that was placed in his mouth suddenly fell, his heart suddenly stopped beating, and his breathing also stopped.

Cao Mengyuan!

The text message on the mobile phone screen prompted that it was Cao Mengyuan's phone number, and she hadn't been in touch for a few months, and when she saw it again at this time, she even felt a little strange, but it still made Shen Dapeng nervous, although it would not be enough to run a deer with young boys and girls, but it was true that his heartbeat was accelerating.

It's a holiday soon, what is Cao Mengyuan texting for? I want to go back to the capital for the New Year, so make an appointment to meet in the capital? Or will you decide to stay in Qingshu County and wait for you? Or is it just a simple greeting?

Shen Dapeng was full of expectations and afraid of disappointment, so he took a deep breath before he had the courage to open the text message, but looking at the content inside, his brows furrowed deeper, and his eyes were full of doubts and confusion.

“1、3、5、7、9!?”

Shen Dapeng scratched his head in confusion, and then opened the text message sent by Wang Xueying yesterday, and the content was the same string of numbers, but Wang Xueying's text message was later replied by Tang Wei '2, 4, 6, 8, 10'!

Shen Dapeng frowned and recalled that he was with Wang Xueying last night, from the hotel to the hotel, Wang Xueying seemed to have said the content of the text message more than once, and kept mentioning what she promised her in the text message, but this text message is just two simple digital replies, what special meaning can it have?

No, there must be some explanation and explanation, otherwise Wang Xueying would not have mentioned it several times!

Re-open the short message sent by Cao Mengyuan, exactly the same 1, 3, 5, 7, 9! What is this soliciting?

Or is there some kind of promise and expectation in it? If so, what commitment do you want? How should I answer now? If not, what is the purpose of sending these figures?