Live fortune-telling: The face of the gold digger was swollen at the beginning

A spoonful of cabbage vermicelli.

Soon after, it was Zhao Lin's turn.

Zhao Lin was stunned, because he found that he didn't even have a bowl.

"No bowl, right?"

"Wait, I'll find you one."

The uncle chef in the tin room muttered, then glanced around.

After scanning around.

The uncle chef saw a dirty bowl under the table.

Pick it up and wash it with water, put rice and cabbage vermicelli in it and pass it to Zhao Lin:

"Give!"

If it's normal.

Zhao Lin must pay attention to it.

But today is really too tired, so I can only pick up the bowl to eat.

Just had a bite.

Zhao Lin's face changed:

"master."

"Why is this rice not ripe?"

"It tastes a bit harsh and sticky?"

The master said in a very ordinary tone while pushing the rice into his mouth:

"Lao Li still runs three rounds."

"He came here to cook when he found time."

"Sometimes it's normal to not wash the dishes when time is tight, or the food is not cooked."

"Eat."

"Eat it and it will be cooked."

Seeing that Zhao Lin was hesitating.

The master advised me.

In desperation, Zhao Lin could only stuff the uncooked rice into his mouth.

"Fuck."

"Can it still be like this?"

"Is this too much, isn't it?"

"The rice is not yet cooked, so you give it to people?"

"Doing such a heavy job, just give this to his mother?"

"Profitable merchants, there is absolutely nothing wrong with these black-hearted profiteers..."

Seeing Song Dahai's factory.

Give workers such food.

The water friends in the live broadcast room suddenly became angry.

While the water friends were angry, the picture quietly fast-forwarded.

soon……

Zhao Lin finished eating.

"master."

"Where is the dormitory?"

After eating, Zhao Lin wanted to rest quickly, he was really tired.

"Why are you going to the dormitory?"

"It's off work."

"Get off work? It's only six o'clock. Let's get off work at nine o'clock in the evening," the master explained in a flat tone.

"Nine……"

"Get off work at nine o'clock?" Zhao Shuai was confused.

The master nodded: "You think money is easy to earn?"

Zhao Shuai thought so too.

His father's express delivery is only five or six thousand a month.

He earns [-] a month, which must be harder than his father.

So, after eating, Zhao Lin followed his master to work in the workshop.

After finally staying up until nine o'clock in the evening, Zhao Lin was already exhausted: "Master, is it time to get off work?"

"Look."

"That's the workshop director."

"He hasn't left yet. If he doesn't leave, it means working overtime. Keep working."

The master pointed to a middle-aged man.

Zhao Lin was speechless and could only grit his teeth to support himself.

At ten o'clock.

The workshop director said he was off work.

The workers went back to the dormitory one after another. Once they entered the dormitory, Zhao Lin was stunned!

I saw a dormitory of more than ten square meters, with four two-story canopy beds, and the room was even more messy.

a mouse.

He got out of the shoes under the bed and slipped out the door.

"vomit……"

Zhao Lin just felt like vomiting.

But in the end, Zhao Lin still held back.

"master."

"Where do you take a bath?" Zhao Lin asked the master.

The master pointed to a faucet in the distance: "Did you see it?"

Zhao Lin looked in the direction the master pointed and saw a faucet.

Water was gushing out of the faucet.

A shirtless worker is taking a shower with a washbasin.

"master……"

"This... this is a faucet, not a bathroom." Zhao Lin looked helpless.

The master glanced at Zhao Lin and said coldly:

"Boy."

"You thought you were going out to work."

"Did you come out to enjoy yourself?"

"On that condition, if you don't go now, there will be more people later."

The master's voice just fell.

A few more workers walked towards the faucet with washbasins in their hands.

"Little Zhao."

"Are you still used to it?"

At this moment, Song Dahai appeared and asked Zhao Lin with a smile.

Zhao Lin felt that he had been deceived, and was a little annoyed:

"Boss Song."

"The rice is not cooked."

“Dormitory environment is poor.”

"You actually worked overtime until ten o'clock in the evening?"

"Snapped……"

Song Dahai patted Zhao Lin on the shoulder, showing an elder smile:

"Zhao Lin."

"Listen to what my uncle told you."

"There is a reason for the 9000 yuan this month."

"The conditions are worse, the work is heavier, and more overtime is normal."

"No pain No gain."

"Young people should endure more hardships and practice more."

"Think about it."

"Is the condition at home not good?"

"Take home 9000 yuan, and your parents will definitely say that you are promising..."

Barbara...

Song Dahai persuaded him for a long time.

Zhao Lin was finally persuaded and decided to stay and work.

time flies.

Soon a month passed.

When the NO.20 wages came in the second month, Zhao Lin happily went to collect his wages.

"Zhao Lin."

"Your salary."

"Three thousand and five hundred yuan."

Song Dahai handed over three thousand and one cash to Zhao Lin.

Zhao Lin looked confused: "Nine thousand a month, how did it change to three thousand one?"

"Little Zhao."

"Uncle Song forgot to tell you."

"A monthly salary of [-] is right."

"But a deposit of 5900 has to be deducted, and it will be given after three months of work!"

PS: This chapter must have a PS

Don't think that I am exaggerating, because some of the plots in this chapter are not material, but what I have experienced!

Uncle Chef really spends his time cooking, so the meals are often not cooked well, the dormitory is full of rats running around, and the boss's black heart is sometimes more than this...