creek crossing bridge

After school the next day, Yang Xi was very busy at the Shangri-La Hotel.Sure enough, as Lin Anqiao said, with her letter of introduction, all the way was green light, as if returning to the period when bureaucracy was prevalent in the 80s.When the manager of the personnel department of Shangri-La saw this letter of introduction, he seemed to be approached by a big man, and immediately decided to let Yang Xi come here to work part-time for two hours every night.What surprised Yang Xi the most was that she could earn more than 100 yuan in just these two hours, almost equal to the money she made as a tutor.

The higher the level, the better the treatment.The better the treatment, the higher the level, but the more money you will have.

This is really a strange circle, Yang Xi thought.

Yang Xi's job in the cafeteria is relatively easy - after all, it is a high-end restaurant.Most of the customers in high-end restaurants are the uppermost class of the society. Leaving aside the polite attitude, holding a tray with various exquisite dishes is also a kind of enjoyment.

She was dazzled by the details in the Shangri-La cafeteria.The polished wall lamps, marble floors, and gold-rimmed ceiling murals are as gorgeous and desirable as the Hall of Mirrors in Versailles Palace that Yang Xi has read in books.There has always been a violinist resident here, playing melodious music, which made Yang Xi's heart flutter, wishing he could just sit there and listen to it.

Anyway, she's content to be here, even as a waiter.Because even if her parents were not dead and her family was relatively well-off, she would never have the opportunity to come here to see the glory.Her childhood was the life of an ordinary white-collar family.

At the end of today's work, a trace of longing and hope for tomorrow will be ignited in her heart.In this way, after a month, I can earn about 4000 yuan in part-time jobs alone, and with grandma’s pension and subsidies, I can save about 2000 yuan in the end.In this way, all debts can be paid off in one year!

Her steps became lighter.When passing Luoxi, she looked at the small bridge under her feet.Because it is small, it has no name, and few cars and pedestrians pass by.But Yang Xi has always had a special liking for this nameless bridge, and he almost runs to the bridge in his free time, leaning on the railing and looking far away.

The Luoxi Bridge at the end of the creek is very large and magnificent, and the traffic on it is rolling all year round, but it is always full of noise and impetuousness.Yang Xi doesn't want to experience the excitement or the worldliness.The broadness and firmness of the Luoxi Bridge also means that it will be trampled under such great pressure forever.

Why is it not the case for people, climbing to too high a height is too impetuous and tiring, it is better to maintain a free medium height and live a happy life.Yang Xi is like this, she hopes to be a middle class quietly in the future, not worrying about money but not having the ability to spend a lot of time, just like this, she can spend her whole life in a house overlooking Luoxi.

Life is tough now, but we can see a turning point.She remembered that when she visited her grandma in the hospital yesterday, she found that her complexion had improved a lot.She remembered that she had quit her hard job at McDonald's and finally came to Shangri-La to break new ground.

She spread out her homework under the dim light.

Lin Anqiao sat upright under the bright light, but his face was very gloomy.Her fingers pinched the phone so tightly that her knuckles were faintly white.Her pure black eyes were full of despair and rebellion.

"Is this okay?" Lin Anqiao's expression was close to gnashing of teeth, and he spit out a few words one by one.

"What's wrong, don't we do this kind of thing less often?" A hoarse man's voice came from the other end of the phone.That was Lin Anqiao's father, Lin Wenlong.

"You guys do what you want, don't drag me." Lin Anqiao's face showed a hint of impulsiveness, and his voice trembled a little.

Lin Wenlong grinned grimly: "Boy, you are going to succeed me as the leader in the future, don't forget that. If you don't start studying now, the Emperor and I will not be able to help you!"

"Me! I'm only in high school, Dad, wait a minute." Lin Anqiao stared, and wanted to say "I don't want to succeed you", but changed his words in time.A long time ago, after she said this sentence, she not only failed to understand, but was slapped three times.Since then, she has known that this sentence is nonsense, there is no difference between saying it and not saying it, it is better not to say it.

Lin Wenlong snorted, and was full of contempt for the word high school: "Okay, you can just get a high school diploma, even if you don't have a diploma, it's not a hindrance, at worst, you can drop out of school. You didn't listen when you were not allowed to continue studying, and you were flustered. Going to junior high school is enough, as long as you can read books and read newspapers, what’s the use of going to high school and university? Functions can be eaten? Do you dare to think that so many high-achieving students end up with mediocre paths? I’m here to provide you with a What a way, huh?"

Lin Anqiao felt a sword being stabbed in his chest, and his throat tightened.But then, she took a deep breath and calmed down: "Okay, I will help you with this matter, but I can't interfere with my study life."

Lin Wenlong wanted to be furious when he heard about the study, but after hearing that his son (daughter) finally relaxed and agreed to the matter, he didn't pursue anything further.

"Don't worry when you go through the customs. Whoever dares to block the people there will call them good-looking! But probably not, the people there are very knowledgeable, and we have already bought them. If you do this ticket, the money you make is enough for you I have traveled to Dubai four times."

Lin Anqiao had heard enough, felt a nausea in her stomach, and hung up the phone wordlessly.She leaned heavily on the back of the chair, staring blankly at the ceiling, not knowing what she was thinking.The veins on her slender but strong wrists are gradually receding, and her breathing is also calming down.

She knew that this was her own destiny, she couldn't escape it, she couldn't break free.She is like a demon who sold her soul to the devil and gained eternal life.She once watched her father lead his gang to do outrageous things, which left a boundless shadow in her heart.

She would rather not have so much money, would rather not be so outstanding, and would rather be born in a family like Yang Xi's.

I despise myself, but I don't want to betray many relatives.

Lin Anqiao frowned, subconsciously took out a cigarette, wanted to light it, but suppressed his hand in time.Since she went to high school, she knew that she should not smoke anymore, because the school prohibited students from smoking, and it would be troublesome if people smelled smoke when they were in school, not to mention that smoking was really bad for the health.She only learned to smoke at a family gathering a few years ago, because in such an environment, not smoking would make them feel too hypocritical, which is not conducive to the establishment of prestige and the cultivation of trust.

Although she still wants to smoke sometimes - once she comes into contact with cigarettes, she will become addicted from time to time.But Lin Anqiao rejects smoking from the bottom of her heart, so she will absolutely control her smoking on non-special occasions.Only now, she was upset and wanted to puff that little smoke again.

But Lin Anqiao is Lin Anqiao after all, and his willpower is so strong that others admire him.She quickly locked the cigarette back into the cabinet.

Lin Anqiao took a deep breath, and comforted himself like this: I was either helping them smuggle drugs or something, or smuggling a batch of diamond products.

She knocked herself hard and fell asleep on the sofa in a daze.