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As Peter was walking along the road, he suddenly stopped and turned to look at the crowd around him. After a moment's pause, he put his left hand in front of him and looked at it carefully.

All... It seems to be the same as before. But at that moment, I always felt as if something was strange.

Every hair on his body seemed to cheer, and the ripples in the puddle at his feet seemed to beat like life. Even the fallen leaves not far from him, every bit of yellow and green on it fluctuated like flowing water.

The whole world seems to come alive suddenly.

"No, no, no." Peter muttered to himself, an uncomfortable feeling of dizziness in his mind, as if he could not take in so much information. He quickly trotted a few steps and sat down on a chair on the side of the road. He lowered his head, rubbing his cheeks with both hands.

"Damn it? Am I suffering from food poisoning? Is this a heart attack? Am I dying? Horrible thoughts popped up in his mind, but he quickly denied his own conjectures. But apart from feeling that the surrounding environment is a little strange, there is nothing uncomfortable about my body..."

Peter swiped his phone, immediately typed the words 'heart disease symptoms' into it, and clicked on the first item in the search item.

“… Symptoms vary from person to person..."

“… Some people don't even know they've had a heart attack..."

“… Chest pain, difficulty breathing..."

Peter's eyes suddenly burst into tears, he was only 16 years old!

It took him a long time before he came back to his senses from his panic. After taking a few deep breaths and trying to calm down, the discomfort in his head subsided slightly.

"Whew... That's it. Peter kept trying to calm himself down and stabilize the rhythm of his breathing. It took a long time for him to recover. He looked at himself again, the discomfort had subsided, but the strange feeling he had had at the beginning was still there, only weakened a lot.

Leave it alone, let's go for an interview first. His own life wasn't the most important thing right now, Peter thought with some sadness. Uncle Ben's company has refused to give him a salary or position for two years in a row. Aunt Mei's medical expenses last time were even worse, so that Uncle Ben's few savings directly bottomed out.

Although Uncle Ben and himself have been trying to hide it from her, if the family does not have a new income, I am afraid it will not be hidden for long.

At this time, Uncle Ben's colleague brought him the news that old Jimmy's electrical repair shop was hiring.

Old Jimmy's appliance repair shop is the largest in the neighborhood. Not only is the price cheap, but the after-sales service is also quite good. There are more than 40 employees in the whole store, which is not small compared to the branches of some large companies. And they are now looking for a few part-time workers who work on weekends.

Of course, don't expect full-time employees to pay overtime on weekends, but just the basic $18 an hour is quite a good price for many college students who can't find a job for a while.

You know, many of McDonald's employees today are unemployed college students, and their wages are only a pitiful $7 an hour, barely reaching the minimum wage.

On the other hand, the chances of success in this interview are not high, the competition is too strong, and Peter, who is only 16 years old, is naturally not very competitive. If it weren't for the fact that Jimmy and Uncle Ben knew each other well, I am afraid that he would not even be given this interview opportunity.

Fifteen minutes later, Peter finally arrived outside Jimmy's repair shop, and when he saw what was inside, his hopes for the interview in ten minutes later had dimmed a little. In addition to a dozen customers, there is also a whole row of young people, holding their resumes in their hands, and each one nervously reciting their interview questions.

It's almost like a big company hiring a manager.

Peter casually found an empty seat and sat down. The others looked at him with a look of surprise, and then went back to their own business. Peter was also quite happy with the situation, because he didn't want to show that he was able to get this interview because of his connections.

Ten minutes passed quickly, but Peter's name was still not called. A few minutes later, a girl who looked like an assistant opened the interview room and called out an unfamiliar name. Peter looked at the list of interviews, and there were two more people in front of him. He felt a little dizzy again, and the strange feeling he had felt before seemed to come again.

After about forty minutes, just as Peter was considering whether it would be a bad idea to come here, his name was finally called. When he walked into the interview room, he found that there was no one in the room.

"Mr. Weston just went out to get a cup of coffee and will be back shortly." The assistant said. "You sit down for a moment, he'll be back soon."

It was a terrible idea, and the thought came back to Peter's mind when the assistant had left the room and closed the door.

Old Jimmy showed up after nearly ten minutes, and he put half a cup of coffee on the table, wiped the cream from the corner of his mouth, and then made it.

"Hello Mr. Weston." Peter was a little nervous.

"Hello Peter." Old Jimmy gets straight to the point. "Let's not talk about the useless ones, I've seen your almost blank resume too. I only have one problem, I only need four employees right now, and I have a total of sixty-two candidates. All you need to do now is tell me, why should I choose you? ”

Peter was stunned, his nearly four-hour interview preparation had not included such a situation. That strange feeling of dizziness hit again, and it made him feel drowsy all over.

"I... Experienced. Peter felt as if the whole world had slowed down, and the words coming out of his mouth were not as if they were not spoken by himself. I... He has been responsible for the maintenance of electrical appliances at home, and sometimes helps his neighbors. ”

Damn, Peter thought desperately. My answer is terrible.

"Hmm... You're very experienced—" Old Jimmy just nodded, repeating what Peter had just said.

A wave of courage and confidence suddenly appeared in Peter's chest, and he immediately threw away all the drafts he had prepared.

"I'm very hardworking, maybe my age and experience can't compare to other competitors, but my hands-on ability is definitely not weaker than them! Maybe they're college students studying mechanical engineering, but how many things have they repaired in their lifetime? ”

Jimmy just nodded his head again.

"I've been able to take a TV apart since I was 13 years old and put it back in again. It's not only my specialty, it's also my hobby. My ability is absolutely good, I just need you to give me a chance. With his words finished, Peter gasped. He was naturally nervous in his own heart, although this was his first interview, but he also understood that this kind of interview was almost completely one-sided, and naturally it would not be normal.

"You just have to... An opportunity. Old Jimmy repeated Peter's words again, and Peter nodded vigorously.

"Okay, next Saturday, from three to half past nine, are you free at this time?"

Happiness came so quickly that it was like a hammer struck directly on Peter's face. He was stunned for a moment before he nodded hurriedly.

"Okay, I'll let Jessica take you when the time comes, you should know each other, after all, it's from the same school. Remember to put on your uniform, you give me your model, and come and get it in two days. Old Jimmy began to explain a series of things, and Peter immediately took out his notebook and began to record it. You have a three-month probationary period, during which you are paid $16 an hour, and this number increases when you become a permanent employee.

"Give me ten hours from Monday to Friday for the first two weeks of your first two weeks to do some training for your newcomers, and the wages for the training will be at the minimum apprenticeship wage. You can choose not to come, but I can also choose not to let you go through the trial period. The corners of old Jimmy's mouth curled. Peter nodded hurriedly and said that it would be okay to have any time after school.

When everything was settled, Peter left the room, and the female assistant from before also walked in, glancing at Peter with a surprised look. It was clear that she had understood the outcome of this interview. Even if he liked a few bosses before, he just told them that he would give a reply, and this little boy who looked like he was just a high school student was directly asked by him.

Could it be shady? She thought maliciously.

"Mr. Weston, may I call the next person in?"

And then old Jimmy suddenly shivered, as if he had woken up from a nightmare. He looked around the interview room, then picked up his unfinished coffee cup and poured all the coffee he had left.

"Give me a few minutes, honey, I feel like I'm going to break down." He waved his hand, and she immediately exited the room.

It took a long time before there was movement in the room.

"Damn it." He hammered the table. "Why did I just say yes to that kid just now?" He stood up and wandered back and forth in the room, and it took him a moment before he made a decision.

"Just let that kid try it first, even if the old guy sells Ben for a favor. Anyway, with a three-month internship, it's not too late to let him get out if he really can't do it. ”

His mood suddenly improved a lot, and he rubbed his forehead before he opened the door to the interview room. Looking at the remaining eleven people, he couldn't help but let out a miserable howl again in his heart. You really shouldn't have to queue up for an entire interview in two days. He's been going crazy since eight o'clock in the morning. Normally, he just deals with documents and paperwork in his office, but the workload of the past two days has almost exceeded a week's for him.

At heart he was still a lazy man.

He forced a smile and called out the next person's name.

At the same time, tens of thousands of light-years away from Earth.

At the entrance to a glorious city, the omniscient guardian of Asgard rubbed his eyes, which were said to see all that the universe could see, and looked around in confusion, as if trying to capture something that had passed.

"What's the matter, Heimdall, you look a little troubled?" An old, powerful voice rang out from behind him, and Odin, holding the scepter that symbolized his supremacy, walked over to his old friend and joined him in looking at the endless starry sky stretched out by the Rainbow Bridge.

"Troubled is a good adjective for me, my king." Heimdall said slowly, his eyes not taking a moment off his post. "I haven't felt this way in a long time, and this time... It's a little different. ”

"Do you see anything?" Odin thought for a moment and asked.

"No, nothing. And that's the problem. Heimdall held out his right hand, then gripped it tightly, as if trying to grasp something intangible. I'm sure you also felt the surging of the origin of this world at that moment. If I'm not mistaken, suddenly coming for a walk on the Rainbow Bridge in the middle of a banquet is not one of your hobbies. ”

"Huh." Odin chuckled softly. "Maybe this hobby is not bad, no matter how grand the banquet is, after thousands of years, I am still a little tired of it."

"My king, the number of banquets I have attended in the last four thousand years has remained zero." Heimdall replied without the slightest expression, but a smile flashed in his eyes.

"I remember you didn't really like the bustling places." Odin laughed, glancing at the bronze jug around Heimdall's waist. "Besides, you don't have to drink as little as those guys."

"Of course, it would be nice if there were appetizers."

"No problem, I'll let those lads bring you a few roast cows later, Eden's skills are getting better and better. I'm going back to the banquet first, and although I basically don't do anything at the banquet, old man, I'm going to be unhappy about playing missing guys for a long time. Odin waved his hand and turned away. Heimdall watched his back fade away, and finally couldn't help but speak.

"Then the anomaly of the origin of the world just now doesn't matter?"

"Relax old friend." Odin stopped his tracks. "Like you said, you didn't see anything."

"You should understand that I am not omnipotent. If I'm wrong this time, the consequences may not be small. ”

"Then Asgard will solve the problem." Odin replied, and he continued his steps. "You should trust your companions."

Looking at Odin, who had rejoined the banquet, Heimdall couldn't help but smile. The contagion of his old friend's faith was as strong as ever.

Let's hope it's not a problem.