62: Please
The sixth sense smiled slightly, she was still very grateful to Gu Lang.
"Okay, six senses." Gu Lang grinned, "I don't know if you've eaten?" This is the porridge I just brought to Ah Lan, there should be a surplus. β
"It's okay, no need, I've eaten it." The sixth sense smiled narrowly at Mo Lan, "Let's give Lan Lan to eat alone, she can eat more." β
"Six senses! What are you talking about?! Mo Lan pretended to be angry and made a gesture to hit the sixth sense.
The two giggled and quarreled for a while, but were stopped by Gu Lang asking Mo Lan to have breakfast.
Mo Lan ate the porridge one bite at a time and began to plan for the sixth sense.
"Six senses, what are you going to do next?" Mo Lan sighed, I have to say that Kong Tingcheng's methods are very clever, and it will take a while to change the innocence of the sixth sense, so what should she do during this time?
"I don't know, I'm going to find some part-time jobs first." There was barely a smile on the sixth sense's face, five years ago, because she had been a housewife for five years, she didn't know anything, and if it wasn't for the chance given to her on the seventh night, she wouldn't even be able to pay her mother's hospitalization fee.
In the past five years, I have studied hard, improved myself, discovered my talent in residential design, and lived a very fulfilling life, even if I left the seventh night, I was able to live a good life.
But now, who else wants her besides such things?
"Six senses, I can provide you with a job, that is, ......" Gu Lang suddenly spoke, but his expression was a little hesitant.
"What?" The sixth sense suddenly came to his senses and looked at Gu Lang, "It's okay, you can say it." β
"I run a bar privately called 'Late Night Men and Women', and I am usually busy in the company, and there is no one to run it." Gu Lang secretly glanced at Mo Lan, and sure enough, he saw that she was staring at him, and immediately stopped talking.
"I, I'm not very good at running a business...... But I'll try, can I? The sixth sense looked at Gu Lang cautiously, even if it was a bar, he would go to a serious job.
"Forget it, bar...... Girls, it's not good after all. Gu Lang, who had always been very aggressive, actually stammered, all because Mo Lan was looking at him with fierce eyes.
"Please, I really need work right now!" The sixth sense pleaded, she knew that if she let go of this opportunity and find another chance to find a job, she didn't know when.
"Six senses, I think it's better to forget it, the bar is weird." Mo Lan dissuaded, in her opinion, the sixth sense she knew had been sitting in the office, and she was an urban white-collar worker with design talent, how could she go to work in that kind of place?
"Lan Lan, I, you know my current situation, don't worry." Then he turned to Gu Lang, "Gu Lang, please, can I?" β
"No problem, you can come to work at any time." Seeing that Mo Lan didn't say anything anymore, Gu Lang immediately agreed, and then told the sixth sense in detail about the matter.
"So, I can go to work tonight?" The sixth sense is very pleasantly surprised.
"Yes, so, you might as well go back and catch up on your sleep now." Gu Lang was cautious, he thought that the sixth sense would leave early, so that he and Mo Lan could continue to enjoy the world of the two.
The Sixth Sense left happily, and she was going to hurry back and tell the Seventh Night the good news, so that he wouldn't have to worry about himself.
When I returned to the hotel, I stood in front of the door of the seventh night room and knocked on the door, but no one opened the door for half a day.
"Maybe I'm out busy." The sixth sense talks to itself.
There's still a day to go, and it's not too late to go to bed in the afternoon, so what do you do this morning?
By the time the Sixth Sense came to her senses, she had already arrived at the cemetery.
I was stunned for a moment, it seems that I am still used to looking for my mother when I am sad.
It's been a week since I've seen my mother.
I bought some paper money and other sacrificial things at a nearby shop and walked into the cemetery.
The sun has risen high, but the cemetery is still a little eerie, but the sixth sense is not afraid.
Leaning against his mother's tombstone, his sixth sense babbles on about what has happened recently.
"Lin Youran, he saved my life that day, I know it's him, this, he saved my life......" The sixth sense's tone was a little strange, and she didn't know what she thought about Lin Youran now, "Although he scolded me that day, but, it's really strange, I don't seem to hate him as much as before." β
"Mom, I already know that it wasn't him who killed you, I did misunderstand him. I've found out who is behind it, but there's no evidence, Mom, do you blame me? β
The sixth sense didn't see it, there was a figure in a suit, standing not far away, quietly watching him, until she was about to stand up, and then left.
When I returned to the hotel at noon, perhaps because I had talked to my mother all morning, my sixth sense was much calmer.
I knocked on the door of the seventh night, but there was still no one.
The sixth sense was a little strange, but I felt that I had caused such a big trouble this time, and it was inevitable that I would have to deal with it well, so I ignored it.
After having lunch alone, I went back to my room and started to catch up on sleep.
Wake up and keep knocking on the door, but there is still no one.
Sixth sighed, it seems that this time, it really troubled Seventh Night.
According to the information given to her by Gu Lang, she changed into dark casual clothes and came to the men and women late at night.
When I walked in, it had just started to open at this time, and there were not many people.
To her surprise, the bar was completely different from the ones she had occasionally visited, with a messy and vulgar dΓ©cor.
It's very fresh, understated and luxurious.
After all, it was the person next to Mr. Lin, and such a thought suddenly popped up in the mind of the sixth sense.
Shaking her head and clearing her mind of the unrealistic, she walked over to the person who looked like a steward.
"I'm the sixth sense, your boss should have said it, starting today, this bar will be managed by me." The Sixth Sense presents the proof.
"Ahh Miss First, please go upstairs! The steward immediately respectfully took the sixth sense to the second floor.
On the second floor, there are some private rooms and the owner's office.
The job of the sixth sense is actually very simple, which is to make some accounts, as well as decide on the income of drinks and so on, the arrangement of programs, etc., and deal with the problems that the downstairs steward can't handle.
Late at night, Sixth Sense had just sorted out an account, leaned back in his chair, put his fingers on his temples, closed his eyes, and gently rubbed them.
"Miss First." There was a knock at the door, and it was the voice of the steward.
"Please come in." The sixth sense lowers his hands and sits upright.
"Miss Di, Mr. Lin and Mr. Nangong are here, but there are no private rooms." The steward was very embarrassed, "On weekdays, the boss asked us to leave a private room for Mr. Lin, but today you didn't say it, and there were many guests, so I didn't keep ......."