remedial plan

Corrective Action 8

At seven o'clock the next morning, Ah Wu stared pitifully at Ling Che, who came to buy breakfast with red and swollen eyes, and cried pitifully, "Brother Ling, you lied to me. The game commentary of foreign beauties at night still only knows 'next, then, OK'."

After the run, Ling Che was refreshed, drank five grains, fresh fruit and rice milk calmly, and said unhurriedly, "You should take laxatives? You will see immediate results after taking it? You have to learn this thing step by step."

"Is there no skill that can be improved overnight?"

Ling Che glanced at A Wu up and down, and said seriously, "It's not like there isn't."

Ah Wu's eyes were shining brightly, and he tried his best to keep his red and swollen eyes wide open, staring at Ling Che brightly.

"But with your qualifications, there is no hope."

Ling Che smiled slightly, with malicious intentions in his handsome and gentle manner, Ah Wu glared at him resentfully, and Cheng Chen, who was holding a cup of hot milk beside him, couldn't help laughing.

"Mr. Ling, will you come over tonight?"

Cheng Chen looked at him with black and white eyes, full of expectation.

"Are you on duty tonight?"

Cheng Chen shook his head, "But Ah Wu and I can come over."

Ah Wu yelled dissatisfiedly, "What's none of my business? Don't think about it, if I don't come, I definitely won't come."

It's a pity that no one listened, Ling Che nodded, "Sure, I'll be over at about seven o'clock."

Cheng Chen nodded excitedly, and Ah Wu was crying, why didn't anyone listen to him?Why?Obviously, his height and figure are much more presentable than Xiao Wu's.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the taciturn Changping was standing by the cash register, and Ah Wen was looking at Cheng Chen and Ah Wu who came in through the door with great interest.

"Changping, did the sun set from the east today? Someone volunteered to be on duty."

A Wu wandered to the cashier counter, "A cup of cappuccino, please." He drew his voice, raised his voice, and carried a domineering arrogance, smiling like a cat stealing fish.

Ah Wen slapped him on the head, "Dare to show off with your brother Wen, you think it's too late, kid?"

Chang Ping took out A Wu's cup and filled it with hot water, took out Cheng Chen's cup and poured a cup of milk tea, and handed the two cups to A Wu.

A Wu glanced inside, took the quilt without saying a word, and sat down at Cheng Chen's table aggrieved.

Cheng Chen smiled slightly, and handed two servings of hot wonton soup to A Wen, "I bought it on the way, brother Wen Changping, try it."

"Did you see it? Look at Xiao Chen and then at you, it's so different!" Ah Wen took the chaotic soup, and said a few words to Ah Wu by the way.

Ah Wu clamped Cheng Chen's head under his arm in dissatisfaction, "Obviously I bought it with you, why are you the only one who gets the compliment?"

Changping gave him a cold look, "Because you are ugly."

Ah Wu let go of his hand angrily, and kept talking, without such a personality attack.

The glass door was pushed open, and the camel windbreaker and neat leather boots brought in the cold wind. Arvin hid the wonton soup in a panic, swallowed the juicy and smooth wonton, and shouted indistinctly.

"Welcome, cough, what do you want to drink, sir?"

"A cup of caramel coffee."

Ling Che sat directly next to Cheng Chen, and Ah Wen brought the coffee over and looked curiously at the cash register.

"What do you say they were doing there?"

"do not know."

"When did the two of them know this gentleman?"

"do not know."

"Who is that gentleman?"

"do not know."

……

Awen turned his head and stared at Changping, "Then what do you know?"

"Your wontons are getting cold."

"..."

Ah Wen lowered his head to eat wontons, and glanced at the table by the window from time to time.

An hour later, the man drinking coffee left. Ah Wu grabbed the white paper in distress and smeared it vigorously to vent his anger. Cheng Chen brought the three cups over to clean them.

Ah Wen grabbed him, "Xiaochen, what are you doing?"

"Mr. Ling is helping us with English tuition?"

Cheng Chen replied while washing the cups, Ah Wen's beautiful peach eyes narrowed, "Tutoring English? Why do you need English tutoring?"

Cheng Chen put the cup back in the cabinet and replied, "Because I'm going to take the English test CET-[-] next month."

Awen said dissatisfiedly, "Then why didn't you find me? After all, I'm also a person who came here." Just kidding, he, an English major, can't pass CET-[-] after graduation?

Cheng Chen wiped his hands clean and smiled, "I'm afraid of trouble, Brother Wen, isn't Brother Wen the most afraid of trouble?"

Arwen leaned lazily on the edge of the table, "That's right, level four or six, what a distant thing."

Cheng Chen knew that Ah Wen was a student who graduated from a key 985 university. He worked at the People's Bank of China before graduation, but he was lazy, because he couldn't stand the oppressive atmosphere in the bank, so he quit his job and came to the coffee shop, talking about it all day long. With a foolish smile, everyone is smiling. Now it is really hard to imagine his appearance as a dignified office worker in a suit and leather shoes.

Ah Wen waved his hand, "Let's go, let's go, be careful on the road, if you can't speak English, just come and ask me, no matter how bad it is, I'm a person who passed the special eighth exam, not even the fourth and sixth grades."

"Well, okay, thank you Brother Wen, then I'll go first."

Cheng Chen put his bag on his back, and Ah Wu waved his hands dejectedly, staring intently at the sentences on the white paper, and recited them word by word in silence.

More than two weeks of temporary tutoring, the night before the exam, Ah Wu, Cheng Chen, and Ah Wen changed classes. Ah Wu put his arm around Cheng Chen's shoulder and howled, "Five, what do you think I won't pass the exam?"

Yesterday Ling Che promised him that if he could pass the fourth level, he would introduce him to an international friend who is an expert game player. If he failed the test, he would obediently copy all the sentences he wrote silently 10 times.

Cheng Chen comforted, "It's all right, I'll pass the exam."

"What if it doesn't happen?"

"I'll copy it twice for you."

"..."

For more than two weeks, I have written most of the book silently. After copying it 10 times, my hands will definitely break.

Ah Wu comforted himself, he had done good deeds for half a month, and when he saw trash, he would pick up the old woman crossing the road, and when he saw the old woman crossing the road, he would help the faucet to drip water, and he took the washbasin to catch the water, he didn’t believe it. Monthly RP values ​​are useless.

After finishing the fourth level, Ah Wu came out with limp hands and feet, and Cheng Chen came out with a smile on his face.

The first snowfall fell in T city, it was not big, it was scattered on the branches and treetops, and there were small snowdrifts piled up on the side of the road, you could hit someone with a piece of it, adding a bit of fun to the coming Christmas.

Christmas Eve is Friday, Ah Wu shook off the snow, and came to the store with a big bag of red Fuji. Unlike the usual quiet and deserted, the coffee shop is very lively, and there are young couples leaning on the table drinking coffee and whispering .

"Brother Wen, I bought an apple."

Ah Wu put the apples into the cabinet, and Ah Wen was busy making coffee, and replied without raising his head, "Table 5 and Table 7 are missing two apples each, so hurry up and send the apples over here. Send the sugar pudding to table 3, Xiao Chen, clean up table 11, and let Ouge make more strawberry mousse by the way."

It's a small coffee shop, and the eight guys are very busy.

Ling Che pushed open the door.

"welcome."

Cheng Chen rushed in with four plates and three cups in his hands, while Changping took the cups and cleaned them one by one and put them in the disinfection cabinet for high-temperature disinfection.

"Brother Ling, you're here," Ah Wu delivered the drinks and snacks ordered by the guests, and took an apple and threw it to Ling Che, "Here, eat an apple to calm your nerves, and I'll make you coffee later."

Ling Che took the apple, took advantage of the opportunity to sit next to him and made a fabric sofa for three or four people, picked up the magazine casually, and looked amusedly at this bustling coffee shop, where he usually hurriedly greeted the guests like a lazy bone.

Until nearly ten o'clock, it finally subsided, leaving only a few tables of guests in the corner, Cheng Chen beat his sore shoulders, Ah Wen leaned against the cash register, stuck out his tongue and gasped, gulped down a cup of hot water, without even a uniform Put on your coat and leave.

Only Ah Wu and Cheng Chen were left on duty in the shop.

"Brother Ling, what do you want to drink? I'll treat you today."

A Wu proudly patted his chest, as if he had invited tens of thousands of meals instead of tens of dollars of coffee.

"Then pick the most expensive one and bring me the most expensive one in your shop."

Cheng Chen brought over a cup of cappuccino with milk froth and put it on Ling Che's table, "It's better not to drink such strong coffee at night."

"Tsk tsk tsk, Xiao Wu is virtuous." Ah Wu clucked his tongue while holding the cup, "By the way, Brother Ling didn't go to accompany his girlfriend because it's Christmas today?"

"Ahem, I don't have a girlfriend." Ling Che casually picked up his cup, took a sip, the rich and sweet milk aroma overwhelmed the bitterness of the coffee, "What about you? Don't you have a girlfriend?"

A Wu sighed faintly, "I would like to, but no girl has taken a fancy to me, even as a spare tire! Otherwise, why would I come to the store to work on Christmas Eve?"

Cheng Chen walked into the rest room and took out the wrapped gift from his bag, blushing and handed it to Ling Che, "Mr. Ling, this is for you."

Ah Wu stared at his hand anxiously, "Xiao Wu, where is my gift?"

Cheng Chen glared at him, "You didn't give me a gift, why should I give it to you?"

Ah Wu looked up to the sky and screamed loudly, "You can't keep a man."

Ling Che took the gift, thanked him, and asked curiously, "Why do you suddenly want to give me a gift?"

Cheng Chen's flushed face was almost bleeding, and he promised, "Because Mr. Ling was always bothering us to make up lessons for us a while ago, so..." He couldn't continue, and lowered his head shyly.

Ling Che unwrapped the gift, and found a dark gray alpaca scarf, which he wrapped subconsciously. It was warm and thick. He smiled and thanked, "This scarf is really warm, but I didn't bring a gift, why don't I treat you to dinner tomorrow."

"I'm going too, I'm going too." Hearing the meal, Ah Wu regained his energy. He stretched his head and stared at Ling Che pitifully, "Brother Ling, you heard it too. It was delivered in our name, so I will go tomorrow too."

"Okay, I see. Well, you guys will meet me at the coffee shop at five o'clock tomorrow afternoon."

Ling Che fixed the time with a hammer.

Ah Wu's head was pounding like garlic, "Don't worry, I will definitely come over tomorrow, even if it's raining and raining."

Ling Che looked at Cheng Chen who was standing aside, and Ah Wu grabbed his arm and shouted, "Hurry up, agree, hurry up."

Cheng Chen nodded seriously.

Ling Che gulped down the coffee in satisfaction, got up and left, and confirmed before leaving, "Don't forget, it's 5 o'clock tomorrow."

"Don't worry, Brother Ling, I promise."

Ah Wu patted his chest and promised.

"Then I'll go back first, you guys go ahead, it's settled like this."

As soon as the glass door was opened and closed, bits of snow drifted in, bringing the crisp sound of wind chimes.