"I'm not going!"

Chu Xiangjun pulled all the rice chops into his stomach, wiped his mouth, and directly rejected the promotion job that Lao Wang was looking for.

Fu Shulan and Lai Hongsheng were stunned when they heard this.

The old king is looking for a job that pays a lot of work, and he can guarantee a salary, what a good opportunity, Chu Xiangjun didn't even think about it, and directly refused?

"Mom, I'm going to sell pancakes and fruits during the summer vacation. ”

A thousand yuan a piece, Chu Xiangjun has a hunch that he will be able to complete the task immediately and become an official candidate for immortal chef.

Fu Shulan's face sank instantly, and she looked at Chu Xiangjun's eyes, which was called a hatred of iron and steel.

"Nonsense, you know that doing sales in the supermarket is more exercise, one is to exercise your courage, and the other is to practice your eloquence, and even if you don't sell anything, you have a fixed salary of fifty yuan every day, and now it's summer, blowing air conditioning every day in the supermarket, no need to wind and sun, such a good opportunity, your mother and I want to go." ”

Lao Wang also persuaded: "Xiao Chu, you don't have to be afraid at all, I will also go with you to promote when the time comes, and there are many aunts and uncles who will accompany us." ”

Chu Xiangjun glanced at the old king's head.

It's just with you that I'm scared, okay?

Old pervert!

"But my dream in the future is to be a chef, Mom, I have already found a job in the summer, working as a waiter in a Japanese restaurant, Grandpa Wang is looking for a job or you can go." ”

Chu Xiangjun said, got up directly and was about to rush to his room.

"I'm going to do my homework first, and I'm going to have my final exams soon. ”

After that, he ran into the room and closed the door with a "click", leaving Fu Shulan, Lao Wangtou, and Lai Hongsheng looking at each other.

"Brother Wang, come and drink, drink. ”

Fu Shulan looked at the old king's head and smiled apologetically.

Lai Hongsheng also raised his glass to toast to the old king.

The old king smiled awkwardly, and glanced at Chu Xiangjun's closed door, looking very lonely.

Fu Shulan and Lai Hongsheng couldn't see his thoughts, Fu Shulan's eyes fell on the various imported fruits and snacks brought by the old Wang Tou on the coffee table opposite, and a touch of helplessness flashed in her eyes.

In fact, how good the conditions of the old king are, the proper diamond king Lao Wu, except for the older age, but no one is perfect, the young man has just come out of society, where is the money.

If she really wants to marry, Fu Shulan likes the old king very much.

Fu Shulan, who has experienced the failure of her marriage, has a deep awakening to a truth: girls should find a rich one while they are young, enjoy life in all kinds, and wait until the freshness of the later people is over, even if they get divorced, they can get the money, and then take the money to find little fresh meat, why not.

However, Chu Xiangjun wanted to choose a path to struggle for.

Alas, I didn't suffer when I was young, and when I was like myself in the future, it would be too late to regret it.

Moreover, does Chu Xiangjun actually plan to be a cook in the future, what is this called, the child born of a mouse will make a hole? Her father has a taste for the world, and she also wants to develop in catering in the future?

However, what future can you have as a cook, it seems that you still have to have a lot of time to enlighten Chu Xiangjun.

Fu Shulan sighed with emotion, suddenly her eyes lit up, and she looked at the old Wangtou, Fu Shulan smiled with a flattering face: "Brother Wang, can I do the work of supermarket promotion, although I am a little older, but my ability to sell things is still very strong." ”

Chu Xiangjun returned to the room, sat at the desk, looked at the open pickle-like textbook, and had a face full of tears.

In fact, his book is very new, and after being tossed by Liao Huahua and them, it became crumpled as if he was reading it every day, but in fact, Chu Xiangjun just wanted to look up to the sky and roar: It knows me, I don't know it.