It was already twelve o'clock in the evening, but He Yulei was still busy in the hotel. The woman bent down to wipe the scraps of rice left behind by the guests on the table, a small table was spit out with bones, and some of the food that had been picked out. It looks a little disgusting, but He Yulei doesn't care so much, and is still working very hard.

She kept bending over and carefully wiped the leftovers of the guests into the trash can. Her hands couldn't help but flush a little due to constant contact with cold water, but where could a woman of this age be so squeamish. As long as the children's living conditions are better, she is willing to do the dirty and tiring work.

He Yulei wiped it quite carefully, wiped off the oil stains on the dining table one by one, and finally looked satisfied. Then he walked to a table in front of him, and was also terrible by the guests. The woman didn't care about complaining about anything, her sore waist was bent lower at this time, and large drops of sweat slowly slipped down from her forehead to her neck, but He Yulei didn't care about wiping it. Maybe she is destined to be such a busy life in this life, and never-ending labor is the normal state of her life.

By the time she had finished cleaning the table in front of her, tiredness came over her like a tidal wave, threatening to knock her down. He Yulei's cold hands propped up on the dining table, wanting to breathe a sigh of relief. But unfortunately, at this time, the lobby manager of the hotel walked over with her stiletto heels, but saw He Yulei in such a suspicious lazy posture.

Shen Cui had a quarrel with the boss of the hotel today, and she had nowhere to vent her fire in her belly, but now she has found a good outlet to vent. She has always been arrogant and lacks empathy, seeing a subordinate like He Yulei, she really doesn't bully Bai or bulli, "Hey." She almost didn't have any respect at all, and yelled at He Yulei, "What's the matter with you?" You're going to wipe a table for half an hour, aren't you? Shen Cui couldn't help but roll her eyes as she spoke, "You can really do it, come here to be lazy, let me tell you, our hotel doesn't accept white rice." She didn't seem to be relieved when she said this, and her hands were crossed on her waist and she looked even more arrogant, "Hurry up, what are you still doing in a daze?" Let me find out again, there are you who look good. ”

The beads of sweat on He Yulei's forehead slowly slid across her eyebrows, and seeing that she was about to drip into the woman's eyes, she hurriedly wiped it with her cuffs. Even if he was wronged, there was no excuse. Her waist was so sore that she couldn't straighten it at this time, she gritted her teeth, looking very helpless, "Okay, Manager Shen, I'll do it now." He hurriedly wiped down the table again.

"That's pretty much it." After teaching her subordinates, Shen Cui became more and more proud, she stroked her hair and looked more vigorous, seeing that she was leaving, but turned around coldly, "Oh, by the way, after wiping the table later, don't forget to mop the floor of the hall, you see this dirty." Shen Cui was wearing high heels, but she looked disgusted, as if she was afraid that her brand-name shoes would be dirty.

"Yes." He Yulei wiped the table on the one hand, and had to be patient to deal with Shen Cui's unreasonable demands on the other side. The tiredness eroded every inch of her skin, and she even felt like she was about to collapse, but she didn't say anything after all. Look at Shen Cui again, I really don't know what she is doing here now, women are famous brands from head to toe. The golden wavy hair was naturally on her shoulders, it was already such a late autumn weather, but she was wrapped in black stockings and swaggered her slender leg bones, and her strong red lips made her extremely charming, and there was a smell of perfume on her body.

He Yulei has never been accustomed to such a woman, and her own family was destroyed by such a woman, which made her grit her teeth even more. And this Shen Cui looks twelve or thirteen years younger than He Yulei, but he is arrogant and rude to her. But He Yulei dared to be angry but didn't dare to speak, she gritted her teeth, and saw that she was about to explode. But she didn't, she dragged a tired body, and told herself to be patient. But think about it, for the sake of his son's future, what is such a grievance? She He Yulei doesn't care, for He Beifan, women are willing to do anything.

So, after wiping down the table. She walked slowly towards the hotel toilet again, and He Yulei threw the worn-out mop into the sink. At this time, He Yulei was finally busy and could take a breath. Just the moment she straightened her waist, she felt the pain in her heart, which was more like going deep into the bone marrow. Even so, she didn't dare to delay too much time. So he quickly took the mop out of the pool and twisted it without being dirty. The cold water droplets constantly stimulated He Yulei's hands, and the woman felt that her nerves were beginning to turn cold, but she was helpless.

After another, the water on the mop was finally wrung out, and she made her way to the hall with a slight slowness. By this time, it was already past one o'clock in the evening, and the diners had almost gone, except for the two drunkards at the table by the window. He Yulei sighed silently and bent down again. The feeling is even more painful, as if you are touching your own wound again and again. But who doesn't bow their heads in the face of reality again and again.

Thinking about it this way, it's nothing, after all, it's a very normal state of existence. Thinking so, He Yulei dragged it up hard, these white tiles look very beautiful but they are also the most intolerant of dirt. After a day of business in the hotel, I don't know how many feet have been stepped on by people. After a day of work, she was obviously about to run out of energy. Normally, the woman has already gone to bed by this time. But since that phone call, that has all changed.

He Yulei had to find another hotel job to maintain the life of the mother and son, in fact, if you don't do this job, you can do it, food and clothing are barely enough. It's just that He Yulei really doesn't want to hurt Beifan's dream. She also understands that her son's dreams are noble and not something that ordinary people can afford. But He Beifan is still very young, he is really young, it seems that such an age is used for dreaming. As a mother, he also doesn't want his children to accept their fate so early. After all, the future belongs to He Beifan. But since she wanted to climb up, He Yulei had to support it.

She struggled to mop the floor, but when she had just dragged a piece, she was always wet with beads of sweat that had fallen from her. The woman hurriedly wiped her sweat with her cuffs, looking a little helpless. Even though she was tired, she had to speed up if she wanted to finish it sooner. She bent down and wiped every white tile over, and with such care she even began to tending to the edges and corners of the floor.

When He Yulei finished mopping the last tile, she found that she was so tired that she couldn't breathe. She held the mop in one hand and leaned against the wall with the other, as if only by doing so could she alleviate some of the pain in her lower back.

He Yulei is not a squeamish woman, and it didn't take long for her to come to her senses again. The woman slowly straightened up, afraid of stimulating her nerves again, but even so, she felt an indescribable pain. She slowly shifted towards the bathroom.

At that moment, the sound of disgusting high heels was heard in the hall again. The tired He Yulei and the delicate makeup Shen Cui took another look. The oncoming He Yulei obviously hindered the eyes of this Manager Shen, and the woman in front of her raised her eyebrows impatiently, and He Yulei had a premonition that she was in trouble. Sure enough, the little woman's mouth pouted, and a sentence came out: "Are you done?" "The eyes were overflowing with disdain, and there should be other emotions. But those eyes were so cloudy that He Yulei couldn't see anything else.

"Hmm." She replied with a pity, for such a person who deliberately looked for trouble, He Yulei didn't plan to say anything more to her. Her attitude of ignoring her obviously aroused the anger of the little woman, such a subordinate was like this to her, wouldn't the ordinary employee want to step on her nose. Therefore, in the next second, the little woman began to get angry for no reason.

"When you're done, can you go? Who let you go? There are no rules at all. Shen Cui said, rolling her eyes fiercely at He Yulei, seeing that she didn't pay attention to herself. Shen Cui stepped up a bit, "In the future, I will assign you a task, and you will report to me when you finish it, do you understand?" Her words were very mean, not at all like she was talking to an elder, but more like counting children.

It's really ridiculous to say, she is so young, but she has the face to ask He Yulei if she understands the rules, and then look at herself is very well-behaved, maybe the rules of the hotel are made by her. But He Yulei can't care so much anymore, for the sake of her precious son, she is willing to show her old face, as long as she gives money, being wronged is nothing to a woman of this age.

"I see." She said silently, "Then you can check it." He Yulei lowered her head, she was not afraid of Shen Cui, she was not a woman who had not experienced wind and frost. It's just that she is afraid that she will not be able to bear to take a sip on Shen Cui, so all her hard work today will be a bamboo basket to draw water.

Since He Yulei said so, Shen Cui couldn't count her anymore. It's better to check first, and then settle accounts with her if there is anything wrong. Shen Cui thought so, and the sound of high heels rang out throughout the hotel again. After a week of inquiry, Shen Cui felt

Every tile placed in front of her was mopped clean, and it seemed that it was difficult to pick the bones in the egg, "Well, you're okay." She said reluctantly.

But when Shen Cui walked to the dining table by the window, she put away her words again. I saw the original white tiles, but I don't know who spit them on the ground. "That's what you do? What is it? Shen Cui pointed to the muddy object on the floor and scolded loudly, as if the pleasant feeling just now had come to naught, and Fang Cai's good temper was thrown out of the clouds by her in an instant.

This time, He Yulei panicked. Even if she didn't like Shen Cui anymore, the floor was indeed dirty now, and she blamed herself for the loss. But at the same time, the woman felt very aggrieved, "But it was indeed clean just now." He Yulei felt that she was dumb and ate Coptis chinensis, and she couldn't say what she was suffering from.

"Was it clean just now?" Shen Cui sneered, "Then you mean, I soiled it." The little woman said restlessly kicking her high heels, her hands on her waist, and she looked arrogant.

"That's not what I meant." He Yulei hurriedly waved her hand, she looked very embarrassed, "I really am." She bit her lip, "It was very clean just now, but ......" She said that there was no way to say any more, and suddenly thought of the two drunkards, He Yulei felt that her teeth itched with hatred.

"But, what kind of ...... are you" The little woman looked like a villain, without a trace of empathy at all. She looked at He Yulei's tired face, but she lacked the most basic understanding. "I don't care if you dragged it just now, but it's really dirty now." Her little eyes rolled and she continued, "So, I ask you to mop it clean now. ”

He Yulei sighed silently, didn't say anything, and swallowed all her tears into her stomach. Shen Cui, who was on the side, walked towards the back hall swaggering towards the back hall with her high heels like a big lady.