Chapter Ninety-Nine: Finding a Part-Time Job
"Oh, that Jian Ange has become your creditor, and this plot is bloody enough!" Wan Xin had already heard Xue Qing'er mention this matter. "But it's a good thing that you're okay as long as you're okay!"
Wan Xin lowered her head, just put a mouthful of big meat bun in her mouth, and when she looked up, she found that there was one more person in the seat in front of her.
"Jane...... Jian Ange ......, "This scare is not small, a mouthful of meat bun just stuck in her throat, coughing so much that she can't breathe."
"What's the matter, eat slowly!" Xue Qing'er hurriedly patted her on the back, and then when she coughed quietly, she handed over the soy milk that Wan Xin had just drunk half.
Wan Xin took a few puffs hard, and then opened a pair of round eyes, looking at the boy who exuded fairy aura around him.
Jian Ange was still wearing a white shirt and smiled at her.
Charming, this is a word that crossed Wan Xin's mind, and her heart, thumping, was touched.
"You just said you were going to work, didn't you?" The words were said to Wan Xin, but his eyes were looking at Xue Qing'er.
Xue Qing'er didn't want him to know what he was going to do, and originally wanted to cover up the past, but unexpectedly, Wan Xin's big mouth opened her mouth: "But isn't it?" In order to pay off your medical bills, she has to go to the farmhouse Sichuan restaurant in the North District to work part-time. ”
Jian Ange was silent, and only after a while did he raise his eyes and look at Xue Qing'er: "Have you applied for the job?" Xue Qing'er nodded, with an embarrassed red cloud on her face.
was exposed like this, she seemed to have been stripped of her clothes, and she was very embarrassed.
"That's good......" Jian Ange got up, waved at them, and left the seat.
"There's nothing wrong with this guy's brain, right?" Wan Xin was a little confused by the last sentence of Jian Ange's "That's good", "What's good!" ”
Xue Qing'er finally breathed a sigh of relief, and only responded vaguely, thinking about part-time work.
Xue Qing'er's part-time job started at noon, and the first time she came to work, she simply reported to her boss.
The boss was a middle-aged man with a chubby face and some sharp eyes, and when he saw her coming, he shouted: "The little girl is here!" Then, the proprietress was about thirty years old, her skin was well maintained, she was dressed more solemnly, she was sitting in a dark blue blazer, she was buttoning her fingernails, and instructed a woman younger than her, "Suqin, you are in charge of this little girl named Xue Qing'er!" ”
Over there, Wang Suqin was wiping the table, answered, turned her head sideways, glanced at Xue Qing'er, but hurriedly tied the garbage bag in the trash can and threw it into another oversized black garbage bag.
"She is an old employee here, all of you who work part-time follow her, study hard, just call her the foreman." After Sun Cui finished speaking, he waved his hand.
Xue Qing'er walked to Wang Suqin's side.
"You're new, I'm telling you, part-time jobs are not so easy to do, you have to be prepared to endure hardships, we are not better than in school, the pay is good, you have to know how to do more things, talk less, in order to do a good job!"
Wang Suqin looks very delicate, although her eyes are small, she can match her sharp and thin face, and her lips are painted with a thick layer of lip gloss, which is faintly glowing with rose red under the illumination of the hotel lights. The words that come out are full of leadership.
"Well, okay, Sister Wang!"
"Qing'er, you're here!" Tian Ying was coming down from upstairs and caught a glimpse of Xue Qing'er who was following Sister Wang.
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