Every month, Yummy has someone from the management who comes to inspect him, and I came across it a week after I joined the company. There were three managers here, two men and one woman, two men were dressed very life-like, ordinary jackets, in fact, a younger one also carried a pure black school bag. Only the lady was wearing a beige suit and trousers, and she looked sharp with short hair, but they kept talking and laughing, and the atmosphere was very good. They sit by the brightest window and order, and then the three of them each rate the product, like a regular customer. The only difference is that before serving the food and after the dessert, their minds finally take away from eating and drinking. Their eyes kept looking around the restaurant. The first row of the window where they sit can form a wide-angle angle similar to that in a camera, and they can see every scene in the store.

Later, the person in charge of the beige suit and trousers asked the store manager to choose someone to accompany her to the main store on the Upper East Side to do something, and I was honored to be selected by the store manager. I think I know the reason, because I don't talk much, I have been in the company for a short time, and I don't know the complexity of interpersonal relationships in the store.

We certainly didn't go by subway. She had a white sedan, whether it was an Audi or a Mercedes I don't remember. I was in the passenger seat, and when she reminded me to fasten my seatbelt, I happened to be fastening it, so she stared at my seatbelt for two seconds, then threw her bag back and turned the wheel to head for the Isle of Man.

"Elizabeth." She introduced herself to me very gently.

“Hua.” I replied to her very calmly, without showing any nervousness. Actually, I wasn't that nervous.

"Just came to work?"

"Yes."

"Japanese?"

"Chinese."

“Oh。” She exclaimed, "I like China very much, you have delicious Peking duck." ”

"Yes."

We chatted a few words, and she talked about her two trips to China, the crowded Great Wall of Beijing, and the very cozy Houhai bar. But she didn't know about Xiamen, I said it was close to Guangdong, and Guangdong was close to Hong Kong. In this way, she has a vague imprint on the geographical location of Xiamen.

The car is blocked at a traffic light, and the off-duty time is the easiest time to get stuck in traffic, and this 'custom' is the same no matter which city it is.

I opened the window and looked in the rearview mirror at the rows of cars waiting neatly and hummed a tune I had heard a long time ago. After humming it once, the car still didn't move forward for half a minute, so I started humming a second time.

"Whatever will be will be......" Elizabeth sang along to my tune, at a volume that only the two of us could hear.

We looked at each other and she said, "I sing this to my kids a lot. ”

"Girls?"

"I have twins."

"That's good, bless you."

"Thank you."

"Twenty minutes to go."

"Yes."

Once you arrive on the Upper East Side, the scenery changes in front of you. Not as dilapidated as Flushing, not as dirty as Main Street, and not as passerby as I am... Ordinary.

"I already smell the capital."

Elizabeth laughed.

"Conservative capitalists." I say.

"Relax, no matter how conservative they are, they still have to pay taxes, don't they?"

"But they can go on vacation to the Caribbean all year round, can't they? It's not bad to go to Nice, in short, I can live comfortably anywhere I have money, and I have to chow mein and close day and night in the infield. ”

Elizabeth smiled again, "After all, we can't expect our name to be as famous as Terrance. ”

"Oh? It seems that I can't chow mein anymore, I have to go to Hollywood. Maybe you will meet a director who is merciful everywhere, and if you have a role, the second female and the third are good, and one day they will fly on the branches. ”

It was just a red light, and Elizabeth leaned on the steering wheel and laughed when she heard my words.

"Relax, I'm just kidding."

"I know." She laughed and said, "I just didn't expect Yummy in Flushing to have an employee like you." ”

"I didn't expect that one day I would be sitting in my boss's car and talking and laughing."

She laughed again.

We passed by an international hotel, and Elizabeth parked the car in front of the door and said, "Sorry hua, I have to go get my bill first." As she spoke, she reached out her right hand to pick up the LV bag that she had thrown in the back of her seat.

"Then I just happened to go out to take a breath."

"Are you going to smoke?"

"No, I don't smoke. Diamonds are a woman's best friend. ”

"I don't like cigarettes either, but I like your humor."

Elizabeth threw the key to the doorman, and I followed her into the lobby of the hotel, but instead of following her, I said to her, "I'll just wait here." ”

"Okay, ten minutes."

"Don't worry, I won't get lost."

In fact, I was really lost.

The hotel was huge, and there were a lot of men in very formal suits and women in gauze skirts in the lobby, and even though I felt cold when I looked at it, I knew that it would only be like this for important occasions. I was so bored that I went over to see it.

I asked the waiter on the side, and I learned that it was a son from the Upper East Side who was getting married, and that he would be hosting a dinner party here in the evening.

And I saw him.

It's Jefferson.

My drinking buddy in London.

He seemed to have eaten fat, and his cheeks, which were still a little angular, had become fat, and I had never seen him dress so formally. He was busy, and he kept greeting the people, and he looked tired because he hadn't smiled in the few minutes I had stared at him. Maybe the timing is wrong. Anyway, I thought about what he said to me in the taxi that night, and what he had said earlier.

I thought he would resist the family's arrangement, as determined as I was. But he didn't, and he seemed to be obedient.

Do people really have such a fate?

Jefferson seemed to notice a stare from somewhere and looked over to me. Suddenly, I subconsciously turned around and lowered my head, and then took out my mobile phone and pretended to be attentive to making a call.

Then there was a real phone call.

It's a store manager.

She told me that Elizabeth was waiting for me in front of the hotel.

I immediately rushed out of the G floor and found Elizabeth's car to apologize to her.

"It's okay." She said, "Let's go." It's getting dark. ”

Elizabeth seemed to be in a good mood, but I was not good, and I did not say a word during the eight minutes of the drive, not even a sigh.

"Are you hungry?"

"Nope."

"Well, I was supposed to hear something more from you."

"Oh? I just saw a groom on the G floor who was having a wedding reception, but he didn't look happy at all, and I guess he must not like his wife. ”

"Not necessarily, maybe it's because of the disagreement over the dress."

"Or maybe you didn't know if it was a rose or something else at the wedding."

"There are so many possibilities." Elizabeth said, "Here we are." ”