Song Huanxi stiffened her neck and turned her head slowly, she clearly heard the clicking sound between the twisting of her neck-

I just saw Mr. Lu nodding slowly.

When she looked back at the center of the restaurant, Scar had already relented: "Okay, then it's one percent, no less!" ”

"It's all here, let's give the brothers a bowl of noodles!"

Boss Chi could only smile and respond, these dozen people, one person and one bowl of shrimp wonton noodles, are all doing white work tonight!

But it's okay, plus one percent, he gritted his teeth, and he can accept it, it's a big deal, the time of the shop will be pushed back by two years!

Song Huanxi was busy again, this time he didn't need to order, just wait for Boss Chi to cook the noodles and bring them to Scar and the others.

This gang of fierce and vicious guys are swept away after eating noodles, and after eating noodles, they raise their legs and leave, as if there are evil ghosts chasing after them!

Now it seems that Mr. Lu is that evil ghost!

Mr. Lu took a sip of the coffee that had been cooled down as soon as possible, casually put a five-yuan bill on the table, and turned around and walked out of the noodle shop.

Boss Chi frowned and looked at the mess in the room, knowing that he couldn't do business today, he sighed and instructed Song Huanxi: "Clean up and close!" ”

Song Huanxi quickly cleaned up her hands and feet, picked up the dishes and chopsticks, and sent them to the back kitchen, and the boss of the pool hired another grandmother who washed the dishes, but she didn't have to do it.

Wipe the tabletop, sweep the floor, turn the chair upside down on the table, mop the floor again, and today's work is done.

Finished work early today, Boss Chi settled according to the time and gave Song Huanxi a coin of two yuan, which was heavy in his hand and very weighty.

The first reason why I like working at Ikekee is that I get paid every day for my daily job!

Boss Chi picked up another package of oiled paper and handed it to Song Huanxi: "This pack of wontons, take it home for supper!" ”

The second reason to like Chi Kee: there are often free late-night snacks to take!

Song Huanxi took the wonton, hesitated, and pointed to a pile of old newspapers in the corner: "Can I take these newspapers home and read them?" ”

These old newspapers are all dropped by the guests after reading them, and the proprietress Aunt Chi saves a bunch of them, and they will be sold to the scrap collectors.

Without waiting for Uncle Chi to speak, Aunt Chi shouted first: "No! ”

Song Huanxi knew her very well, and immediately added: "I'll just take a look, and I'll bring it back tomorrow when I get to work!" ”

Aunt Chi was speechless for a moment, and Uncle Chi made a final decision: "Take it and take it away!" ”

After a pause, he added, "Remember to bring it back tomorrow!" ”

Song Huanxi: "...... Good. ”

Although Uncle Chi is also frugal, he is still much more generous than Aunt Chi, and it seems that today's monthly money has risen, which really stimulates Uncle Chi.

Song Huanxi walked out of the noodle shop with a large bundle of old newspapers in one hand and an oiled paper bag in the other, and slowly walked home.

Most of the shops had already closed, and it was when the smoke rose from every house, and the streets were empty and dim, and Song Huanxi couldn't help but speed up his pace.

Just half a street has passed, a tall figure on the side of the road comes into view, and the magnetic voice of a young man sounds: "Did it scare you?" ”

Song Huanxi paused, and Mr. Lu in front of him looked both familiar and unfamiliar, familiar with his appearance, and unfamiliar with his dress and temperament-

The three-piece blazer and the waistcoat inside were unbuttoned, and the bow tie was torn open and hung casually on the collar.

The top button of the white shirt was also unbuttoned in two, revealing the striking Adam's apple and collarbone.

The bangs that were originally combed back were scattered in front of the forehead, and the eyes without glasses were bright and sharp.

Mr. Lu——

Younger, more aggressive.

Song Huanxi opened his mouth softly, for fear of alarming the awakened young tiger: "Should I call you Mr. Lu, or Brother Boxing?" ”

Yes, she had already remembered the name that her senior brother had told her - Big Circle, Boxing!

The only one who can make Scar, who has a group of younger brothers, back down, is his top brother.

Mr. Lu was stunned, he made a name for himself with his double fists on this piece of the road, and even had a nickname, Boxing, but such a young girl who only worked in a noodle shop could call out his nickname -

He lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, and then had an answer: "I didn't expect that the junior sister of Tie Leng Peng was so young and beautiful. ”

Song Huanxi: "......"

Senior brother's nickname, is it called Tie Leg Peng?

She cautiously took a step back, being praised by such a character for being young and beautiful, which is not a good word!

Mr. Lu laughed dumbly, he coughed lightly twice, and said jokingly: "Don't be afraid, Xiao Ke, Xiao Ke just listened to the girl read the newspaper for a long time, and today I saw that the girl changed the original text without permission, I wanted to listen silently, but I really couldn't hold back my curiosity——'"

Song Huanxi was still a little scared at first, and after being stunned for a moment, she gradually came back to her senses, this, this bastard is actually imitating her!

The girl was ashamed and embarrassed, and there was an indescribable joy.

The fear of Mr. Lu also dissipated most of it, and even when Mr. Lu reached out to take the bundle of old newspapers in her hand, she did not resist.

Mr. Lu naturally asked, "In which direction is home?" ”

Song Huanxi, who was dazed, pointed directly to the front of the street.

The two men walked slowly down the street.

The heavy old newspaper was as light as nothing in Mr. Lu's hand, and he casually asked, "What are you going to do with this bundle of newspapers?" Is it to be read? ”

Song Huanxi was a little happy, and as soon as Mr. Lu came up, he asked her if she wanted to read it, instead of asking her if she wanted to sell it.

She was about to respond, but heard Mr. Lu ask again: "Is it convenient to adapt after reading it?" ”

His voice was full of laughter, and he was full of flavor.

Song Huanxi: "......"

This person is really annoying, and he picks on people's sore spots!

She snorted twice: "Read only!" Don't change! ”

Mr. Lu couldn't help but laugh again.

Song Huanxi saw that he was in a very good mood, thinking of Uncle Chi and his family, and asked tentatively: "Uncle Chi originally paid a lot of monthly money, why is it today-"

In the next second, the somewhat lazy young tiger suddenly entered the hunting state, Mr. Lu stopped, his smile faded, he didn't answer her, and asked:

"Do you know how much money Boss Chi made on me?"

He sneered: "Malay coffee, Bolai Port City, that is also the cheapest goods, two spoonfuls a day, a flush of boiling water, it costs me five yuan." ”

Mr. Lu's eyes were deep, staring at the girl, and he said meaningfully: "My money is not so easy to earn." ”

Song Huanxi was dumbfounded, Boss Chi sold coffee, and his heart was indeed a little darker.

The atmosphere between the two of them finally went cold.

Mr. Lu simply handed back the old newspaper in his hand to Song Huanxi, "Isn't home far away?" Go back yourself! ”

Song Huanxi took the old newspaper, thanked her, and turned to leave, but Mr. Lu called her again: "My surname is Lu, my name is Xingbang, you will ...... in the future." Call me Mr. Lu! ”

Song Huanxi is as good as a stream: "Okay, Mr. Lu." ”