Human food sex

"Where is it dirty?"

Chi Gui turned on the chandelier, and the living room was brightly lit.The goose-feather-like carpet is as bright as new, free from dirt and dust.

"Back... the back." Haiwan moved two steps forward, pointed to the back of the sofa, and said, "Under here."

"Did you dirty the bottom?" Chi Gui squatted down suspiciously, pushed the sofa away, and the smell of ammonia immediately entered his nostrils.His face darkened, and he was not angry: "It seems that he wanted to hide it, why did he tell the truth again?"

The ceiling lamp is like a big sun, scorching hot people's body and mind.

Haiwan took two steps back, lowered his head, and said, "I heard that this carpet is expensive, very expensive. I can't afford it... so I hid it. I'm sorry, I regret it again, and I don't want to lie to you. Would you mind Tell me to pay?"

Chi Gui stood up slowly, pushed back the sofa, sat methodically by the armrest, and waved his right hand: "Sit."

The drumbeat in Haiwan's head was like a beat, and as soon as he sat down, he heard his low and mellow voice ask: "Why do you think I can stop you from paying?"

He thought for a while, and decided to tell the truth: "Leniency is allowed for confession, strictness for resistance. This kind of thing is usually played on TV, and those who take the initiative to admit their mistakes...don't the other party just say it?"

"Then if I must make you pay, will you still tell me?" Chi Gui turned the strap on his wrist, his eyes were as deep as the sea, "You are sure that I will not let you pay, so you confess?"

Haiwan rubbed his knees unconsciously, shook his head and said, "I don't know, I just said it because I couldn't hold back."

"Do you have any doubts about the fact that you need to compensate for the damage?" Chi Gui continued to ask, "I mean, if you move to another place and someone else soils your things, will you not ask for compensation? You Is the logic correct to think that being poor is justified, that rich people deserve to suffer losses and have no right to claim compensation?”

"Of course...it's not right." Haiwan felt a "thump" in his heart, and what he said seemed to mean that he had to pay for it himself.

Chi Gui gave a "hmm", nodded and said, "Very well, what else do you have to defend?"

"No, no."

The end of Haiwan's eyes is upturned, but the shape of his eyes is slightly slanted downwards. There is a bit of obsequiousness between his glances, but he usually looks peaceful and gentle. Coupled with his baby face, he is indeed harmless to humans and animals.At this moment, he lowered his eyes, which seemed to make me feel sorry for him.

"In that case, I'll give you a plan." Chi Gui opened the envelope that had been lying on the table, and took out a black bank card from it to him, "This is your salary card, and it will be credited at the end of each month. The basic salary is not much, only two thousand and five, which meets the basic needs of survival. But you can get a tip of fifty dollars for every table you wait. Of course, this is not given by the guests, but paid by the restaurant. The trial operation ends the passenger flow Increase, the three of you take turns for a day, each of you can wait for four or five tables a day, and your daily income is about 250 US dollars."

"Two hundred and five dollars?" Gulf asked, "Why US dollars?"

Chi Gui frowned slightly, and tapped the envelope with his index finger, as if he was quite dissatisfied with his interruption: "No reason, as long as you know. According to the current exchange rate, this 250 dollars is about 1600 to 1700. You Ten working days a month, the monthly salary is basically maintained at around [-]."

Haiwan's eyes became more and more rounded--with a monthly salary of [-] yuan, wouldn't he want to prosper?

"Don't be too happy." Chi Gui's cold water poured down his head, "You are an apprentice in the early stage, and you only have a basic salary. If you can stay after more than two months, you can earn this money. And we still have carpets. nothing to talk about."

"I will pay." Now that he admitted it, he no longer took chances and was ready. "How much is this rug...?"

Chi Gui lit up the screen of his mobile phone and showed him an electronic receipt: "This is the money for buying carpets. It is converted into more than 37 yuan, and if you erase the change, it will be 37."

"37!" Haiwan's hands and feet went limp when he heard the words, and he finally realized why the slaves in ancient times saw their master kneeling so fast, and now he also wished he could kneel and kowtow, begging him to let him go.

"Don't worry, I won't let you compensate at the original price." His every move fell into Chi Gui's eyes. "There are two ways for the insurance company to calculate the compensation, one is the converted price, and the other is the replacement price. In short, one is the current selling price of the thing, and the other is the repurchase price. This carpet is also It’s been a few months since I bought it, and with your economic situation, I’ll discount it to you.”

Haiwan looked at him gratefully, and sighed with his lips pursed: "Thank you, you are such a good person!"

"Your way of complimenting people is very special." Chi Gui said indifferently, "This carpet is a limited edition and has collection value. Now it is sold out, and the market price can be estimated at 40. But often this kind of thing depreciates when you buy it. , I will count you 30, and the interest will be ignored. You keep [-] of your monthly salary for your own expenses, and I will directly let the meeting plan to leave the rest, and it will be paid off in less than two years. Do you have any disagreement?"

"No, no." Haiwan waved his hands desperately, forced back the tears that were about to fill his eyes, and said with a smile on his face: "30, it can be paid off in two years, and there is still 5000 yuan left every month, which is comparable to what I used to much better!"

Chi Gui was deeply disdainful: "You are easy to be satisfied. But don't forget, if you fail the assessment after two months, you will not only lose the five thousand, but you will also be in debt of nearly fifteen thousand per month. And , I will start drawing this money two months later, and now you have no money."

"I will try my best to stay." Haiwan stood up with a surge of passion and said, "Don't worry, I will try my best to pass the assessment."

"Do you have any misunderstanding about the assessment?" Chi Gui further attacked, "It seems that you didn't understand what I just said. The three of you take turns for one day, and each of you works ten days a month. Do the math yourself. Several people."

Haiwan counted ten slender fingers for a long time, and suddenly realized: "Ten people—but we have fourteen people?"

"So four people will be eliminated in two months." Chi Gui just walked up to him, patted his shoulder, and left a sentence: "Good luck."

Haiwan froze in place, blinked his eyes after a long time, no matter how he thought, he felt that he was being calculated.But what this "how" is exactly, he still can't get back to his senses.

In the evening, he turned out the book he had read several times, and studied it until midnight before closing his eyes under the quilt.

Chigui suffers from routine insomnia, so he went to the living room and sat silently for a while, looking at the dark and turbulent sea outside the window.

For Haiwan, he doesn't really like it or hate it, but when facing him, he always has a strange feeling, as if the raised corner of a book has been smoothed away.

He closed the curtains, walked to the guest room, and looked through the half-covered door. The person on the bed was asleep and had no consciousness, and he was still holding the employee handbook in his left hand.

Haiwan's sleeping posture is not honest, with one foot on the side of the bed, one foot buried in the back, his legs are spread wide, crooked, his head is resting on the goose down pillow, but his neck is hanging in the air.

He was wearing a white cotton shirt, the length of which reached the heels of his legs, but due to his poor sleeping position, half of his buttocks were exposed.The white thong only covers the key parts, exposing the shadows of the mountains and hills to the bright moonlight, like two handfuls of snow.

Chi Gui took away the book in his hand, heard him say "ummm", he was still reminiscing about the dinner in his dream, he didn't think it was funny.

I remember the first time I saw him, he came out of the unit door, walking in a hurry, with a smile on his face, it was the joy of housewarming.

At that time Chigui felt puzzled, how could a person with such a pure smile wear such a poor-quality shirt—it shouldn't be the expression that his social class should have.

People's faces are shaped, and the sufferings they have endured and the joys they have experienced are all engraved on them.There are quite a few who can laugh from the bottom of their hearts. It is extremely difficult to be able to smile purely and without any impurities.

This doubt deepened after reading his information.

His mother died of alcoholism and died early, his father was addicted to gambling and domestic violence, and his relatives were estranged, and he dropped out of school. Based on this, while saving money to repay usury loans.

It is a miracle that such a person does not become a slippery and selfish little bastard, how can he tolerate a childlike heart?

At first I really thought he was putting on airs, but relying on his deceptive appearance to cheat some money, such as opening an online store, asking minors to have sex, and so on.The more I get in touch with him, the more I find that he is actually the opposite, which is really intriguing.

The curiosity of late return was aroused at the first meeting, so I could have laughed it off, after all, there are thousands of living beings, who would stop for an ant passing by.

However, Haiwan didn't know what to do, and actually provoked and teased him in the restaurant.It's irritating and disgusting.He instinctively thought of the little accident the night before—even more incomprehensible.

In Haiwan's words, Chigui's life is like a work of art in an exhibition, in line with the growth trajectory of all upper-class elites.They are self-disciplined and enterprising, with independent personalities, profound thinking, clear logic, and profound background. Some are selfish and indifferent, some are enthusiastic and charitable, some may be shameless, and some may be noble, but they are ultimately limited by their own set of social norms and concepts.

Everyone in the world has shackles. Experience shapes people and at the same time gives people shackles.

Chigui's incomprehension of the Gulf comes from his own speculation about others.

He can forget even a single key, so what else can he do well?He was deeply ashamed of relying on others when encountering problems instead of trying to solve them himself.

Asking for help is a kind of ability, but everything depends on oneself after all.

Facts have proved that he did ask him again and again, but the person who agreed every time was himself.

Late return confused.

Haiwan turned over slowly, and the loose top rolled up to his ribs with the movement, revealing a waist with smooth lines and fair complexion.

This waist is not an ordinary waist. It exists in the exquisite and beautiful picture, and it is frozen in the lens where light and shadow overlap. It is a beautiful waist, a soft waist, a seductive waist, and a bay waist.

Chi Gui looked away and tugged at his clothes.The person on the bed was like a fish out of water, it bounced suddenly, but he didn't wake up.

"Idiot." He muttered, drew the curtains and went back to the bedroom.