The parking attendant is a middle-aged man in his fifties, he is from other places, but in order to be able to take root in Jinling, he has endured a lot of hardships over the years.

Therefore, he treats his work with dedication and meticulousness.

Moreover, he has a son who is in college under him, and in order to let his son graduate as soon as possible and be able to make a difference, he can be regarded as heartbroken.

Almost every night, he had to call his son.

It's nine o'clock, and in a little while, it's time to get off work.

At this time, the guests were almost gone, and the parking clerk was busy, found a corner that the camera couldn't capture, squatted on the ground and called his son.

"Hey, son, let me tell you a good news, your father and I, today I met a young master who drove a Range Rover, although he was dressed very plainly, but he was generous, I just ran to pull a car door, wiped the glass, and it was two hundred yuan!"

"It would be nice to have a tip of two hundred dollars a day!"

The parking attendant looked at the two hundred-dollar bills in his pocket, touched them over and over again, and said lovingly.

The son on the other end of the phone, although he was also happy for his father, he still expressed a faint worry:

"Dad, isn't it bad for you to call me every night at this time? You didn't get off work until half past nine, and it's still work time, in case the leader finds out, or something happens in the parking lot, but you're not there, if you are held accountable, what can you do? ”

"Otherwise, we'll call you again after you get home from work and take a shower, right?"

However, the parking attendant smiled and said, "Don't worry, son, don't worry about me, the guests have finished eating and are almost gone, what can happen?" ”

"Besides, if it's past ten o'clock when I get home and take a shower, and you still have to stay up late to read, it's the dead of night, and I don't want to disturb you. You have to remember that Daddy is doing it for your own good, no matter what, you have to fight hard! ”

When my son heard this, he couldn't stop crying on the other end of the phone.

The parking attendant, who was his father, was about to say a few words of comfort, when he glanced at it and found a large group of people gathered in front of the hotel, as if something had happened.

The parking attendant couldn't help frowning, and said in his heart: My mother, what are you really afraid of, is it true that I told my son?