Chapter 7 It's a crayfish-flavored southwest wind tonight
"I'll come, I'll carry it."
The little fat man Qin Zihao tiptoed the bag in his hand, and then glanced at Chu Ruitian on the high stool.
Little Lori silently hugged the cash box and didn't look at him.
There was no superfluous communication, Xie Jiangcheng nodded and left, and the little fat man followed him with a sigh.
This man looks cold, but he is very good to his nephew.
Song Bangyue muttered while closing the stall.
After returning to the car, the air conditioner made Xie Jiangcheng breathe a sigh of relief and glanced at his nephew.
The little fat man immediately handed over the bag with a sense of humor, "I didn't spill it." β
If he works so hard, his uncle should agree to send him back to his grandparents' house, right?
Xie Jiangcheng quickly untied the bag and scooped up the small box of fruit taro balls to him, while he carried the large box.
Plug the only lime tea into a straw and sip it vigorously in front of your nephew.
Sweet, cool, with a sour and astringent aftertaste of lime, obviously hand-beaten, very good!
"Uncle, give me a drink~" The little fat man grabbed his hand and opened a big mouth.
Xie Jiangcheng shook his eye knife in disgust, took a cup from the Xiaoice box, poured a small half cup for him, and then held the big cup and drank it.
The assistant is no longer surprised.
The loss is a nephew, you know, no one can take a chopstick from the food that the president likes.
In other words, he protects the food!
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set up a stall for two days on the weekend, and after planing the cost, Song Bangyue earned 1,500 yuan.
This profit made Chu Yan surprised, "There is a lot of money on weekends, but there are not so many people on weekdays." β
"At present, we are just experimenting first, and then we will slowly improve."
And after the summer vacation, Tian Tian went to kindergarten, and she didn't have time to set up a stall.
At the end of the day, she wants to shoot some material.
Song Bangyue pointed to the sink, "Go and wash the bucket and crisper box." β
Chu Yan didn't move, "Don't go." β
This woman has a lot of skills, and she dares to tell him to do things again and again.
In his heart, he still regarded her as a nanny that his father found before he died.
Song Bangyue sneered, and thought she was a young master, "If you don't wash it, then cut the video for me." β
Because of the sparse life, the original owner's attitude towards the two 'masters' was very humble, even if he came back from work and was busy until late at night, he would not let Chu Yan help the broom.
"Don't cut it."
"Okay." Song Bangyue followed and lay down on the sofa, "Then let's drink the northwest wind together, no, now the southwest monsoon is blowing in summer, don't make a mistake when you open your mouth." β
Isn't it just rotten, who is not good at it.
Chu Yan laughed, he thought that this woman was going to change, but it turned out to be even worse.
"Don't forget what Lawyer Yan told you."
Song Bangyue smirked, "I'd rather be in arrears and eat in prison than serve a big young master." β
She loves to cook, but that doesn't mean she can sit back and enjoy it when she's busy.
Whoever cooks doesn't wash the dishes, the ancestral rules of their old Song family.
It happened that Chu Ruitian was holding her stomach and said cautiously: "Grandma, I want to eat supper when I'm hungry." β
Looking at the weak child, Song Bangyue sighed and turned her face towards the south window, "Well, open your mouth, it's a crayfish-flavored southwest wind tonight." β
Chu Yan stood up suddenly, "Song Bangyue, you are enough, don't forget your duty!" β
"I'll give it back to you." She yawned, "The law has given us a mother-son relationship, do you want to be an unfilial son?" β
Looking at the young man's domineering appearance, she saw through what he was thinking at a glance, and said:
"I'll find a way to pay back the money I owe, but I hope that the next two years will at least be equal."
"That's nice, what do you take?"
"That's not a child's concern, go, wash the tools."
Chu Yan took a deep breath, turned around and went to the stove, and there was a burst of ping-pong washing.
The young man's temper is not small, and Song Bangyue reminded coldly: "That bucket is two hundred yuan each, I have to sell twenty bowls of fruit." β
The young man's back stiffened slightly, and he clumsily lost his strength.
Chu Ruitian saw that her grandmother showed a triumphant smile, just like the villain in the cartoon, and then her hair was picked.
"Well, watch your pig man go, grandma will cook you a little wonton."
After taking on the role, the old smile of relief came.
Here, she boiled water to make a soup bowl, and the broth blanched the shrimp skin and seaweed, and the fragrance was immediately stimulated.
Chu Yan had foam on his hands and glanced at him twice, but pride shut him up.
Twenty minutes later, Song Bangyue brought the wontons to the table and shouted, "Good son, wash your hands and eat wontons~"
A little annoyance appeared on the young man's face, but he still put the scouring pad on the shelf and sat down honestly.
With only one week left before the summer vacation, Song Bangyue decided to let Chu Ruitian take sick leave until the holiday.
On Monday, she asked her neighbor to take care of Tian Tian temporarily, and she went to the kindergarten to issue a transfer consent form.
The director originally wanted to embarrass her because she didn't go to the road, but she just took out her mobile phone, "Then I'll ask Mr. Xie, why do you need other procedures to transfer to the park." β
"Don't, don't, for the sake of classmate Chu's injury, we can simply go through the procedure."
Song Bangyue smiled and blocked the red exclamation mark on the screen, "Thank you for your understanding." β
After getting the required documents, she had to go to the live broadcast studio where she worked.
There are only 20 people in the operation, anchor and boss of this small studio.
The original owner has been working here for four years, cutting videos and doing data in the live broadcast room every day, and his salary is only 3,005 in addition to five insurances and one housing fund.
It stands to reason that she should have raised her salary a long time ago, but she is still a pleasing personality, and she was PUA by the boss for a few words, and she worked hard like a donkey.
Originally, with the appearance of the original owner, he could be an anchor.
But not only is she talentless, but she doesn't even dare to face the camera.
Two sentences can kill the day, and it can't keep people at all.
As soon as the beauty is opened, who is not a beauty, there is no advantage in appearance.
asked her to add WeChat to chat privately with the eldest brother in the live broadcast room, and she didn't reply to messages for a long time, which directly made people angry.
After broadcasting for a week, I was scolded by my boss so much that I was bloody, but I still started to be an operator, and it became a clichΓ© joke among colleagues.
"Bang Yue, you see that you have been absent from your post for two and a half days, and now there are so many college students like cabbage, you have to cherish your current job. I always ask for leave like this, and I can't explain it to other colleagues. β
Before she entered the door, the boss Linga called her to the office.
It's that you're bad again, and only I reuse your PUA rhetoric.
"Recently, the Dandan platform is vigorously supporting the food channel, and I am thinking that you can cook, why don't you run an account? If it weren't for your good looks, this opportunity wouldn't have been your turn. β
Song Bangyue couldn't help but sigh, how much lack of care does the original owner have to be tricked by this kind of bastard?
"What do I have to do with the others?"
The live broadcast has to chase the traffic on weekends, they are all on holiday, one day a week, it is okay to save together, and it is okay to take turns off.
Lingana's face stiffened for a moment, wondering why this bun still has thorns?
"Didn't you promise Xiao Chen to help her cut the video?"
"That's her job."
"You are a senior, you have more experience than her, so take her with you."
Song Bangyue rolled her eyes, "Then why is my salary five hundred lower than hers?" β