After being coveted by old men for many years, I quit

Although he was so busy that he didn't have time to eat, but in order to prevent the man from having nothing to say, he still replied two words, "Eat."

It was originally a phone call on a whim outside of work, and after a few words, the two of them lost everything, but the man didn't intend to end the call, so Zhou Cheng could only wait patiently.

The wind was very cold on the face, and the only sound of the man's weak breathing came from the receiver. For some reason, the situation when the two parted at noon suddenly popped out of my mind.

Thinking of that kiss, the center of her eyebrows suddenly felt itchy as if she had a feeling.

Realizing that he was actually remembering that kiss, Zhou Cheng's face turned red immediately, dispelling the chill that the wind blew on his face.

As if he was afraid of being discovered, he stammered and said to the other end of the phone, "No... If there is nothing else, I will hang up."

He Xiao smiled faintly when he heard his uneasy accent, "Well, call me if you have something to do."

He paused, then said, "It's fine."

"Oh."

Zhou Cheng hastily hung up the phone, waited for a while on the balcony, and then returned to the house with the phone.

Jiang Fan was sitting in front of his desk, the computer screen was on, and when he saw him coming in, he stopped typing on the keyboard, and asked casually, "Is there a call from home?"

Zhou Cheng subconsciously shook his head, then nodded hastily after reacting, and said casually, "Yes...something at home."

Jiang Fan pursed his lower lip, a dark color flashed quickly in his eyes.

"Need help?" he asked.

"No, it's just a small matter, it's been resolved."

Zhou Cheng lied, he didn't intend to go deep on this topic, after answering vaguely, he remembered something, and changed the subject, "By the way, I want to ask you something."

"You said."

"The place where you work part-time now, is it still recruiting people?"

Jiang Fan was a little surprised, "Do you want to work part-time?"

Zhou Cheng nodded, and there is nothing embarrassing about it now, he needs money, this is a fact.

As for the card given by the man, he would not use the money in it unless necessary.

But if you want to find a part-time job, it is undoubtedly the most suitable to ask Jiang Fan.

His family's situation is not very good. I heard that his father was disabled due to work in his early years, and the family has no money. However, the art university he is studying at is one of the top schools in the country. His usual expenses, even tuition and miscellaneous expenses, are all He earns little by little by working part-time. Although he is blessed with a scholarship, he sometimes even works several jobs when he is on vacation.

Zhou Cheng used to live a rich and prosperous life, but Jiang Fan never had any estrangement because of the disparity in their family situations, and he was the only one who made friends with him sincerely, so the relationship between the two has been very good in the past two years.

"Our family's property has been seized, there is no way, I can only rely on myself now," Zhou Cheng smiled bitterly, "I want to be like you, go out and do a few part-time jobs to maintain expenses and tuition fees, and I think you understand better , so I’m here to ask you.”

Inexplicably, Jiang Fan felt a hint of joy hovering from the bottom of his heart.

Being needed by him is exactly what he wants to do.

And if two people work part-time in the same place, they will spend more time together.

He was calm on the surface, but he was happy in his heart, "It's still recruiting. Today the store manager just asked me if anyone wants to work part-time. If you want, I will take you there tomorrow."

Zhou Cheng showed a bright smile, nodded heavily, "Okay."

Chapter 31 Mr. He is unhappy. After class the next day, Zhou Cheng followed Jiang Fan to the place where he worked. It was a coffee shop not very far from the school.

Jiang Fan gave an overview of Zhou Cheng's situation to the store manager, and because it was the peak passenger flow period, the three of them only talked for a while. After finalizing the time and salary, Zhou Cheng began to help at the front desk.

The content of the work is not very complicated, but due to the lack of proficiency in the use of the machine, Zhou Cheng inevitably made several mistakes, but Jiang Fan patiently helped him correct each time, which made Zhou Cheng very grateful.

Since the location of the store is very close to the school, most of the people who come to the store are students. It was at this time that Zhou Cheng knew how popular Jiang Fan was at school, and he could hear voices of men and women greeting him from time to time.

When returning to the dormitory at night, Zhou Cheng teased him about this, but Jiang Fan just smiled, "How do you feel? Does it feel very hard?"

The two walked on the school road illuminated by street lights. Winter was approaching, the temperature difference between day and night was huge, and the wind blowing in front of them carried a bit of biting chill.

Knowing that he was asking about part-time jobs today, Zhou Cheng shrugged and replied, "Fortunately, it's only a few hours anyway, and it seems like time flies by when I get busy."

It's hard work, but after standing for so long, I'm a little tired after all.

Jiang Fan smiled, "You have to be mentally prepared. On weekends when there are many people, you may have to stand for a whole day. It will be very hard."

He has been working part-time for so long, and he has long been used to these things, but he also knows that Zhou Cheng, who has never done these things before, will definitely find it hard at first, but he didn't say it just now.

He wanted to ask him if he needed to find another easier job for him, but he suddenly stopped.

"That, Jiang Fan..."

"what happened?"

Zhou Cheng met his questioning eyes and said hesitantly, "I have to go home to visit my mother every weekend, and I can't stay in school..."

Jiang Fan didn't think there was any problem with this, it was because he didn't expect that his mother was still in the hospital, and it was normal for him to go back to visit, but the tangled expression on Zhou Cheng's face made him feel that things were not that simple.

He didn't ask much, "It's okay, I'll ask the store manager tomorrow, if he thinks it's not right, I'll help you find another part-time job."

"It's all my fault that I didn't make it clear at the beginning."

When he arrived today, there were many people in the store, and he just started to work after talking about something. He didn't expect such a thing at all.

"It's all right, don't think too much, I will help you."

Jiang Fan was a little helpless with his guilty look, stretched out his hand to hook his neck and shook it, "Go back, it's so cold."

As a result, after explaining the situation to the store manager the next day, the store manager didn't think it was a big deal, and just asked Zhou Cheng to work part-time while he was in school.

Zhou Cheng was so happy that he was full of energy all night. Jiang Fan stared at his radiant look, his mood was also infected, and there was a smile on his lips all the time.

When it was almost eight o'clock, Zhou Cheng received a call.

Originally, mobile phones were not allowed during working hours, but at this time, the students were in class, the weather was cold, and there were not many people in the store, so Zhou Cheng finally took it.

As soon as he put the phone on his ear, a man's deep and magnetic voice came from the other end, "Why did you answer the phone?"

Zhou Cheng stood behind the counter and whispered back, "I'm working part-time, what can I do?"

The other end was silent for a while, then suddenly asked, "Where are you now?"

Zhou Cheng didn't understand why He Xiao asked this, but he answered truthfully.

As soon as he finished speaking, the phone was hung up.

Holding the phone with only a busy tone left, Zhou Cheng was stunned.

A few minutes later, the phone rang again.

When Zhou Cheng answered the phone, he heard two syllables coming from the other end, "Come out."

He subconsciously looked outside the door. Through the glass door, he could vaguely see a black car parked on the street outside.

Zhou Cheng's face turned pale.

Jiang Fan stood one step away from him, and just handed out the packaged coffee, when he turned his head, seeing that his face was as white as paper, he couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Cheng mechanically turned his head to look at him, hung up the phone belatedly, and immediately took off the apron on his body.

"I have something to go out, please help me to see the order."

After finishing speaking, before Jiang Fan could ask what happened, he took his mobile phone and left.

Jiang Fan looked at his hurried back, feeling a little anxious, and wanted to follow him to have a look, but someone came in to buy coffee again, so he had to stop to deal with it.

Zhou Cheng pushed open the glass door and went outside, and at a glance he saw a slender and tall man standing quietly beside the car not far away.

It has just rained today, the ground is still wet, and the air is damp and cold.

He came out in such a hurry that he didn't even put on his coat. He was suddenly froze by the cold air outside, and his mind cleared up a bit.

"Why are you here?" He walked towards the man.

He Xiao was wearing a full suit, glanced at the thin sweater on his body, and saw that there was no expression of welcome or joy on his face except nervousness, so he couldn't help laughing, "Why, I can't come?"

Zhou Cheng pursed his lips, "That's not what I meant."

He was just afraid that his arrival would cause unnecessary trouble, but naturally this sentence could only be hidden in his heart and could not be said out loud.

He Xiao saw it through but didn't say it, with a shallow smile on his thin lips, "Come here to talk about cooperation, and see you by the way."

The flashing neon lights on the street shone on his face, he glanced at the store where Zhou Cheng came out just now, then lowered his head and said, "I haven't eaten yet, let's go."

Sure enough, upon hearing his words, Zhou Cheng almost followed his words and said, "But I still have work to do... I'm working part-time now, and I can't leave before ten o'clock in the evening."

A gust of wind suddenly blew over, mixed with a puff of damp water vapor, and slapped the faces of the two of them.

There was still a three-point smile on the man's face, but there was no warmth in his eyes, "Originally I didn't intend to pursue this matter, but since you want to use this as an excuse to prevaricate me."

He paused, his deep eyes were dark and gloomy, and he said indifferently, "I can't help but want to ask, you don't use the card I gave you, but sell your labor here to work, what do you think of me?"

This tone seemed unfriendly.

Zhou Cheng didn't expect him to get angry suddenly, although outsiders didn't look like he was angry like this, but after getting along with each other these days, he was sure that the man's appearance was already quite unhappy.

He was at a loss for words for a while, "I... I just think it's better to be self-reliant..."

"Self-reliance."

A low laugh escaped the man's throat, "You can be self-reliant if you want to. But don't forget what your self-reliance is based on."

Zhou Cheng's heart skipped a beat. Seeing the man's suddenly indifferent face, his lips gradually pursed.