I was worried about things, and I tossed and turned all night.

At five o'clock in the morning, the door of the house was carefully opened and sent, and after a series of soft footsteps, the door of the next room opened and closed.

The neighbor on the left is a night shifter.

I slept for a while and woke up to find it raining outside.

I got out of bed and stood in front of the window to see the drizzle outside, where a few pedestrians without umbrellas were speeding down the road five meters away.

I looked at the time, ten o'clock in the morning.

After checking in last night, I went to a supermarket in the community to buy some groceries.

I pulled out a plastic drinking glass, toothbrush, toothpaste, and towel from my shopping bag, put them in the small face box, and headed out.

There was no one in the bathroom, and everyone was either going to work or sleeping at this point.

Ten minutes later, I washed and changed clothes, put on my satchel and went out with a small flower umbrella.

Didn't eat breakfast, just to save money.

It is impossible to find a comfortable and well-paid job without completing your studies. I have experience in part-time work, but today's interview was not smooth, and I was preempted by a few people with rich work experience.

After an afternoon of running around, work was fruitless, and I didn't sleep well, at this time, sleepiness hit, and I yawned several times on the bus.

Through the window, I accidentally caught a glimpse of a job advertisement, and I got off the train at a nearby station with hope.

About 200 meters down the road, I came to the shop with a handwritten recruitment sign on the door.

Across the cupboards, the shop was quaint with all sorts of old items, and behind the counter in the middle of the shop sat a man with curly brown hair, unsure of what he was doing.

Looking up, the plaque of the pear wood store is engraved with several big characters of dragons flying and phoenixes dancing: auspicious antique shop.

It turned out to be an antique shop.

Eyes fell back on the recruitment board, requirements: over 18 years old, able to bear hardships and stand hard work, careful and cautious, preferably able to cook, salary negotiable.

The requirements are not high, and no one has applied for this point.

I took a breath, rested my umbrella on the rain rack outside the store, and pushed the door in.

As soon as the door was pushed open, it touched the brass bell on the door, and it made a crisp and nice sound of jingling.

"Welcome!" The man behind the counter also had a nice voice, but he still buried his head and didn't even look at me. "Look at it!"

This is his way of greeting guests, and it is not welcoming.

I am naturally not a customer, when I walked towards the counter, I casually looked around, there are a lot of antiques in the store, blue and white vases, copper stoves, calligraphy and paintings, etc., some are classified and placed, the more valuable ones are locked in the glass cabinet, and many are placed on the shelves at will, the store is not big but there are a lot of things, walking in it, I feel that as long as I am not careful, I may touch things.

I walked over to the counter, the man still with his head down.

I just saw what he was so focused on - he was playing the popular Gunfight Net.

"Hello!" I greeted him.

"Hmm!" He answered, without even raising his head.

He's making the final rush.

I waited playfully.

Jingle Bell-

After waiting for about five minutes, someone came in, it was a middle-aged couple.

The man playing the game is so angry that he doesn't even bother to say a basic 'welcome'.

"Welcome!" I smiled and walked up to greet the middle-aged couple. "Is there anything I can do to help you?"

The middle-aged couple stood in the center of the shop, and the dazzling array of antique calligraphy and paintings obviously dazzled them.