smell you

Song Zeyou: [I don’t understand at all, I can’t do it. ]

Feng Jianhui: [This is no problem, I will help you.Now someone offers a class of 300 yuan, do you want to go? ]

Generally speaking, private lessons last from five to ten minutes to an hour. On average, private lessons at Yunyun Club cost more than 10 yuan per hour, and 100 yuan is three times the price...

What idiot would find a completely inexperienced person as a personal trainer and pay three times the price.

这就与10万年薪找一个24岁、1米75、65公斤、大专学历、宋姓厨师如出一辙。

Song Zeyou laughed, isn't the temptation over yet?

[President Feng, I really can't do it, you can find TONY and BEIL. ]

Feng Jianhui: [You don't need to rush to answer, think about it first.It's a rare opportunity, it's a pity to miss it.Just one hour, 300 yuan, where to earn it, think carefully. ]

Song Zeyou: [Did Li Zhexi ask for it? ]

Feng Jianhui: [...You guessed it, he said he is in good shape, so he sincerely wants to invite you.His situation is a bit special. I will tell you how to exercise and which parts to exercise at that time. You just need to let him buy the highest number of private training courses, and it will be OK.Just help me. ]

Song Zeyou: [Boss, let me tell you the truth, I have a bad impression of Li Zhexi, so I really don’t want to have any more interactions. I know the club is having difficulties now, but I have my own ideas and life. ]

If he speaks harshly, he can say that he never wants to go to the fitness club again, and if the annual card cannot be transferred to others, he can simply cancel it.

Feng Jianhui: [Okay, I understand, then I will tell Li Zhexi that you are very busy recently and really don't have time.Xiao Song, you have to come to the clubhouse to exercise frequently. With you here, it seems much smoother to have new customers come to sign the bill. ]

Businessmen are tactful, and can eliminate the embarrassing atmosphere with a few words.

Song Zeyou sent an OK emoji and heaved a sigh of relief, but he knew in his heart that he probably wouldn't go there often in the future.

One day, Song Zeyou was helping to wash and pick vegetables in the store. Father Song rushed over excitedly and said, "I just called your brother and said that you are currently unemployed at home. Your brother said that their hotel is currently recruiting people. I can't remember the job." , In short, you are also sitting in the office, so you call and ask your brother yourself."

His brother is a knife maker in a restaurant in W City.

Song Zeyou said annoyedly: "Dad, I've already said that I can't be in the catering industry."

"What's wrong with working in a hotel? A big hotel is completely different from a small shop like ours. I also do catering at home. Why don't you look down on me so much?"

Song Zeyou said: "It's not a matter of liking or disliking, it's just that I don't like it. If I do something I don't like at all every day, then it's better to just kill me."

The experience of the previous life brought him not only pain, but also a more serious psychological shadow.

The kind of pain engraved into the flesh and soul, he will never forget it forever, as long as he lives in this world, he will not be able to escape it.

Seeing his red eyes and painful expression, Song Ma hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, forget it if you don't like it, get tired, go to rest."

Song Zeyou dropped the celery in his hand, turned and went upstairs.

Song's father and Song's mother looked at each other, and Song's father whispered: "Zeyou is much better now than before. He used to run for his life when he saw a kitchen knife stove. Let him go. Even if we can't find a job, we can afford it." .”

Song Ma said worryingly: "You said it lightly, how can you start a family without a job. Can we afford it? You can buy him a commercial house. It's easy to get married if you have a house."

Papa Song shut his mouth wisely.

Song Zeyou listened to the music for a while, and his mood calmed down a bit. At this time, an old classmate of his who had never been in touch with him called.

"Zeyou, I'm Lin Jian, your high school classmate, remember?"

"Why don't you remember? We sat at the front and back tables." In Song Zeyou's mind, a boy who looked like a thin bamboo pole appeared in Song Zeyou's mind. He came from the countryside to go to school.

Lin Jian seemed very happy and said, "I heard you lost your job?"

"... Who did you listen to?" Song Zeyou was stunned.

Lin Jiandao: "That boy Xu Dongmin, my company's benefits are pretty good now, do you want to come and have a look?"

Song Zeyou cheered up, it's raining in time.

"What's your company? What exactly does it do?"

"I'll come to you later, and you'll know when you go."

"..."

Song Zeyou thought for a while, and immediately called Xu Dongmin: "Why did you give Lin Jian my contact information?"

Xu Dongmin laughed a few times: "Brother, I'm really sorry, I'm so annoyed by him."

When Song Zeyou heard something wrong, he hurriedly asked, "What company does he work for?"

"Probably the insurance company."

"..."

Not long after, Lin Jian called again: "I'm near your house, at the entrance of Chuntian Lane, come out quickly."

Song Zeyou squeaked, "That...I'm now..."

"It's okay, I'll wait for you in the car, go over and have a look, and I won't eat you."

"……All right."

At the entrance of Chuntian Lane, a Volkswagen POLO was parked there, and Lin Jian waved to him from the car.

Song Zeyou got in the car and sat in the passenger seat, looked at Lin Jian, and saw that he had grown taller and fatter, dressed in suits and leather shoes, and was very different from his original thin and rustic appearance, he couldn't help being secretly surprised.

Lin Jian smiled all over his face, and said generously: "Old classmate, I haven't seen you for many years, but you are still so handsome. You live here, it is very close to my house. In the future, make more appointments to play."

Song Zeyou smiled and said, "We haven't seen each other for about five or six years, you look completely different."

"Really?! After I graduated, I went to work in the company and worked there for three years. I bought this car myself, and I even collected the down payment for the house." Lin Jian was full of complacency.

He bought a car and a house after working for three years, and he is still working on his old age after working for three years. Song Zeyou said enviously, "Then you must have done well."

"Fortunately, it's much better than earning a dead wage. The working hours are short, and you are usually very free. You can take care of your family and life. You can understand with me, and you will understand."

Song Zeyou forced a smile, feeling extremely reluctant in his heart.

He has come into contact with people who sell insurance, and these people can't do without insurance in a few words. Although they didn't directly ask him to buy it, the meaning is between the lines.

Song Zeyou called Xu Dongmin a dog in his heart.

-

For three consecutive days, Li Zhexi arrived at the Yundong Fitness Club on time, but he never saw Song Zeyou.

Coach TONY said: "It's quite strange. Xiao Song used to come here very often, basically four or five times a week. Hehehe, maybe it's because of a relationship."

A member next to him who was practicing arm strength interjected: "I just saw the picture he posted in Moments. It seems that I went to eat supper with my friends."

"Night snack?"

"Yeah, looks like a roadside barbecue."

TONY was horrified: "He never ate at a roadside stall before, let alone a late-night snack. This kid is finished, he doesn't want to stay in shape!"

Although Xiao Song is young, he is very concerned about his body shape and has great self-control. All the old members of the club know it.

Li Zhexi suddenly said: "Did the club organize regular activities, such as group dinners, self-service barbecues, fishing trips and the like?"

TONY pursed his lips, and said in a low voice, "Anyway, I've been here for a few years, and I've never held an event. The boss always thinks of chicken soup."

Li Zhexi said: "Then organize it, and I will pay for it."

Everyone present: "..." Damn it, Xuan is so rich.

Seeing Li Zhexi's gloomy face, the male nurse, A Xiao, smiled and said, "Once people are wary, it's hard to get close again. Has Mr. Li heard of saving the country with curves? You might as well try it."

Li Zhexi turned to look at A Xiao, showing a thoughtful expression.

……

Song Zeyong was lying on the bed in the dormitory, calling his brother.

"Parents, please take care of them and let them close the stall early every day. I will go home this Sunday and let my mother chop my favorite meatloaf. It is so delicious. I have been dreaming about it these days. By the way, our boss wants to recruit An assistant, with a monthly salary of four to five thousand, I have a good relationship with the personnel department, say hello, this job must be yours... wait a minute, I'll answer the phone first—”

Seeing that it was the head chef calling, Song Zeyong quickly answered it.

"Come to the hotel, I have something urgent to ask you."

Song Zeyong put on his clothes and rushed to the hotel, feeling a little uneasy, maybe he was going to be fired.

In the head chef's office, besides the head chef, there is a stranger who looks very capable.

As soon as the head chef saw him coming in, he warmly greeted him: "Ah Yong has come here so soon. This is my friend Wen Feng, who is in charge of the hors d'oeuvres room at Tianhao International Five-Star Hotel in Xinshi."

When Song Zeyong heard about the five-star hotel, he felt a little embarrassed. He is currently working in this hotel, and he said it was a four-star hotel, but in fact it didn't have a star rating at all.

The head chef smiled and said, "Everyone sit down and talk."

Wenfeng said: "Don't be nervous. Tianhao International's business is booming. It is obvious to all, so there is a shortage of manpower. I want to recruit a few experienced knife changers. Your chef recommended you to me. I heard that you are from the new city. native?"

Song Zeyong suddenly realized that it was poaching, but did the poaching go directly to the hotel?

"Yes, I am a native of Xinshi."

"How many years have you been working in City W? Have you always been in this hotel?"

The head chef said: "Ah Yong has been working here for a year and a half. He has excellent craftsmanship and is proficient in knife skills. If I didn't have such a good relationship with you, I wouldn't be willing to recommend it to you."

Song Zeyong hurriedly said, "Where, actually——"

Wen Feng said suddenly: "You can set a price for the salary, and it will never be lower than here."

Song Zeyong: "..."

Song Zeyong felt that everything was unreal. He was actually very good at drinking. He would steal some wine during work and was caught by the head chef twice.

At that time, the head chef scolded him a lot, from his craftsmanship to his work attitude, and he was demoted to nothing. To be honest, he didn't want to do it for a long time.

Excellent craftsmanship, skilled knife skills, is the head chef sure he is talking about?