The golden wolf dog of the beautiful president

In the miserable world of self-imagining, Song Yang's inner feelings of helping others flourished, and he treated the beautiful woman in every possible way. When it was cold at night, he would add a small blanket to the bed. Move over the little red heart fan in the room.

Dun Dun cooks something delicious for Wen Ci.

Even really inquiring about work...

Wen Ci looked at the recruitment advertisements that the young man dug out from street lamps or walls, and felt a little apprehensive. He weighed his diploma and analyzed it rationally. He felt that it was really not enough for this...

But Wen Ci immediately understood that Song Yang was so eager to find a job, not for him, but for himself.

The guy was fired by the noodle shop owner?

Did anything happen after he left that day?

The reason was that Song Yang babbled the word "make a mistake" and didn't want to go into details, but Wen Ci could probably guess it, and he was afraid that he had quarreled with Li He.

Wen Ci is quite unexpected. Chef Song, a straight man, will get into trouble to the point of losing his job because of a "person he doesn't know"?

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Boss Wen tilted his head, looking into the young man who was immersed in the job advertisements, feeling pity in his heart, thinking about whether he should use his power for personal gain to give the young man a job, and put it by his side for "use".

As a result, the guy found a new job the next day, which was introduced by the noodle shop owner who fired him.

"Boss, I know you still love me, you will always be my boss, mua~!"

Song Yang was very happy, thanked him repeatedly on the phone, then hung up the phone, packed his clothes and was about to go out.

Wen Ci was already lying on the bed at that time, about to fall asleep. He heard the movement and looked at his watch. At 23:[-] in the middle of the night, he couldn't help but poke his head out of the bedroom.

The boy didn't bring anything with him when he went out, except for a 1.5L bottle of Nongfu Spring mineral water. Wen Ci was curious, "Are you going out so late?"

Song Yang: "The owner of the noodle shop found me a good job, I'll go to work~"

Wen Ci: "What's a good job?"

Song Yang: "Moving bricks."

Wen Ci: "..." It turns out that in addition to the 1.5L mineral water, you also brought muscles.

As a desperate Shisanlang who had never died well, Wen Ci knew the dangers of staying up all night, or would staying up late to move bricks, such a strenuous work, wouldn't he suffer from kidney deficiency and baldness?

Boss Wen couldn't bear it, and tried to persuade him a few words, but to no avail, the young man went out happily, happy to get back to work, without any dissatisfaction.

Really not picky about work.

In Wenci’s impression, moving bricks is not a very lucrative job. Many people make jokes about migrant workers earning tens of thousands of dollars a month. In fact, from the standpoint of capital bosses, the possibility of low-level workers being exploited is even greater. higher.

Even if someone really earns more, it must be because they paid more.

Wen Ci couldn't imagine that this would be a "good job".

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The guy who went out late at night to move bricks came back early the next morning.

When I came back, the 1.5L mineral water bottle in my left hand was empty, and a pinch of fresh leek leaves was slipping in my right hand. My face was white and clean as if it had been washed, but the sneakers on the soles of my feet were very dirty, so I immediately put on clean slippers. Resigned, smiled slightly, and lifted the leek leaves in his hand.

Song Yang: "I woke up so early, it's too early to make leek pancakes for you, do you want to eat them?"

Not long after Wen Ci woke up, he was brushing his teeth and taking a shower, he was still a little dazed, when suddenly someone opened the door and came back and said that he would make breakfast for him, for a moment, it felt unreal.

Wen Ci paused, then asked, "Have you eaten?"

"No, let's eat together!" Chef Song quickly went to the kitchen to stand guard. The meat filling for the leek cake is ready-made, and the dough is also proofed. You only need to chop the leek and put it into the dough, and press it into a cake. Then brush both sides with sesame oil and fry in a pan for about a few minutes before serving.

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In addition to leek pancakes, Song Yang also cooked two boiled eggs, one for each person, and served them with Wen Ci.

While eating, Wen Ci smelled sweat on Song Yang's body.

There are small white dots on the back of the boy's undershirt, which are probably precipitated sweat salts.

After the meal, Wen Ci volunteered to do the dishes.

And Song Yang plunged into the bathroom.After leaving the bathroom, he plunged into the bedroom.

After Wen Ci washed the dishes, stacked the tableware neatly, wiped the sink and the stove with a rag, and finally took off his apron to find Song Yang, he found that the boy who came out of the shower had buried his head on the pillow and fell asleep in seconds.

From taking a shower in the bathroom to going to bed and falling asleep, it probably took Wenci time to wash the dishes.

Wen Ci glanced at the door of the bedroom, without making a sound, and gently closed the door of the bedroom for the young man.

I thought that Song Yang would sleep at least until noon after working all night, but within two hours, he heard a disturbing phone ringing in the bedroom.

Soon, Song Yang changed into a new set of undershirt and trousers and rushed out.

"Going out again?" Wen Ci wanted the young man to sleep more, and was planning to order takeout for lunch, when he saw this, he was taken aback.

Master Song was dedicated to his work, and filled up the 1.5L mineral water bottle to cool it down. It turns out that this is a sustainable artificial water bottle, not a real Nongfu Spring...

"Something happened on the construction site and there was a lack of manpower. The foreman came to me. Why don't you do it for nothing. I won't accompany you for lunch. You can order takeaway. There is a Liji restaurant on the East Street. The stir-fry is good, you can try it.”

After speaking, I picked up the kettle and said goodbye again.

Pausing for two seconds, Wen Ci whispered towards the closed door, "You are too hardworking, so you are also a desperate Shisanlang?"

Following Chef Song's suggestion, Wen Ci ordered takeaway from Liji Restaurant for lunch.

After the meal, I squatted on the balcony and sprayed water on the mushroom culture medium of the second hair mushroom, and then took a nap.

This is the ideal vacation life after Wen Ci's rebirth. He can live a leisurely life without running around all the time; but when he is free, his predestined people are constantly struggling. Outside the window, I found that it was raining. After a while, the guy who agreed that he would not come back for lunch did not come back for dinner on time.

Wen Ci continued to wait for a while, but after seeing no one, he decisively raised his umbrella and went out.

From 23 o'clock last night to now, excluding the two or three hours when he came back halfway, Song Yang's working time has exceeded 16 hours, including 7 hours of big nights, which is too much for most people.

The rain gradually became heavier, hitting the umbrella surface with a thud.

Pedestrians were rushing home, but the beauty's leather shoes stepped on puddles all the way to the door of Juewei Noodle Restaurant.

caught up.

The noodle shop owner is closing.

The beauty under the umbrella was a bit embarrassed, and Wen Ci never expected that the umbrella under the shoe rack was leaky, and from time to time, a few drops of water would jump onto Boss Wen's head, like breaking ground on Tai Sui's head... …

Unable to manage anymore, Wen Ci wiped the drops of water from the eyelashes and asked the shop owner: "Master, can I spare you a few minutes, can I ask about Song Yang?"

From Wen Ci's point of view, Song Yang is a young man who works very hard, but the conditions at home don't even have an umbrella to keep out the wind and rain, so there is an obvious problem:

Where does the job pay for working so hard go?

The new job was introduced by the owner of the noodle shop, and Wen Ci was sure that the owner must know the inside story.

The little girl at the cashier pulled Wen Ci into the store.

The little girl is Xiaohui, the daughter of the owner of the noodle shop and his wife.

She had never seen such a good-looking person as Wen Ci in the town, and she liked him immediately, so she caught Wen Ci and told all about it.

Xiaohui: "Brother Song's father used to be a colleague of my father and they both opened restaurants, so our two families have known each other for a long time. But Dad Song had an accident when Brother Song was 20 years old. A gas explosion occurred in the small restaurant he was running, and Papa Song died on the spot. Fortunately, it was not business hours and there were no customers in the restaurant, but several employees and passers-by were injured.

Later, this matter was judged as a business accident by Song's father, and Xiao Song and Song's mother were burdened with medical and compensation debts. Because two of them were seriously injured, it was quite a large sum of money. Qi, there is a lot of difference, so the mother and son can only pay compensation while working part-time, and promise to pay all compensation according to law.

This compensation has been paid for so many years, and it has been more than five years now, and I heard that I have to pay 10,000+..."

Xiaohui: "In order to pay off the debt as soon as possible, Brother Song and Mother Song worked several jobs in succession. They worked hard in the morning and in the evening, saving money on food and expenses, and rarely wasted money. The house was also the cheapest to rent. "

Xiaohui: "Almost everyone in our town knows the story of the accidental casualty five years ago, but no one gossips, and even the victims don't show much embarrassment, because they know they are trustworthy people, waiting for the compensation to be cleared. It's completely gone.

My parents like Xiao Song very much, and often let me learn from Xiao Song, saying that people have a backbone, are willing to endure hardships, and are willing to take responsibility, so they can withstand anything.

It's just that life is really too hard, so my father invited Xiao Song to come to our noodle restaurant to be a chef, three meals a day are included, and the monthly salary will be two or three hundred more. "

Wen Ci: "... Then losing his job this time, wouldn't it be a big loss for him?"

Xiaohui sighed, "Of course, but Brother Song offended that rogue landlord Li He, in order not to come to the noodle restaurant to find fault, he still has to make a good appearance in the short term, otherwise Li He will feel unbalanced and will definitely come to the noodle restaurant trouble."

After finishing speaking, Xiaohui sighed again, "Hey, after all, Brother Song shouldn't have that crew cut this time!

But that guy is really hateful, he said that he fell in love with you, big brother, he knew that big brother is not a local, he can live in the house, and he is a small landlord, yelling that he will stalk you, this is really annoying , don't blame Brother Song.

I was also very high at the time, and wanted to rush out to protect you, big brother!Brother Xiao Song must have just been too protective, so he pinned Li He to the ground and beat him up. "

"..." Wen Ci fell silent, imagining the fierce scene of Song Yang pressing his flat head to the ground and beating him up, and was moved.

In his previous life, when Song Yang beat Qin Lu hard in the hospital, he also beat him on the ground, one with each hand, Qin Lu with his right hand and Wen Yu with his left hand. The rhythm of the beating was clear and the morale was high.

I was so excited when I slapped Wenci, I wished I could turn back and jump out of bed, so I went over and slapped him a few times.

But apart from that beating, Song Yang never threw a wolf's tail in front of him in his previous life. This man with a wolf's tail was acting like a cheerful boy in front of his hospital bed like a milk dog.

There is a steady stream of interesting stories in the mouth, as well as positive cheers, and always remain energetic, optimistic, considerate and gentle.

As a result, he once thought that the other party had grown into such a lovely little angel because he lived in a decent environment and family conditions.

But it turns out that the little angel also grew up under the wind and rain.

Wen Ci asked the shop owner for the address of Song Yang's part-time job, and went to the construction site next to the intersection of Northwest Street and Cross Road in the small town.

A master craftsman who squatted in the canopy of the construction site and ate instant noodles raised his finger to the top of the tall seven-story building opposite.

"You are looking for Xiao Song, where is it?"

On the outer wall of the hollowed-out building foundation, three hanging baskets rise high, two small blue baskets and one small yellow basket.

It was raining, and from a distance, Wen Ci couldn't tell which one was Song Yang. He could only touch the backs of the three, who were soaking wet in the hanging basket, and they were all working.

The construction site is a small world of mud and sweat, mixed with reinforced concrete.

It was getting dark again, a huge lighting stand was set up, and in the bright shadow of the lights, two small blue baskets were descending one after another.

Only one small yellow basket is still finishing.

The sound of heavy rain hitting the umbrella surface became louder and louder, and the canopy was crushed and collapsed.

"Xiao Song, the rain is too heavy, you should come down too. Wait for the rain to calm down before going up!"

"The workers have cooked instant noodles, come and share them, otherwise there will be no more."

"Be careful when you come down, don't hurt your leg like Master Du."

The foreman directs the scene.

Workers ran and shouted.

The little figure on the little yellow basket stretched out its arms and made an OK gesture in the air, and then the hanging rope was slowly lowered.

Finally finished work, Song Yang jumped off the hanging basket and stepped into the mud pit. His tall body swayed twice, causing a burst of shouts from the workers. Shouting, "Where's the instant noodles, give me a bite, I'm starving to death!"

Song Yang searched for the scent of instant noodles, and also squatted under the awning to have dinner.

The instant noodles in the pot were already gone for one person and one chopstick, but a master left him a bucket alone, which was Song Yang's favorite old sauerkraut flavor.

Song Yang was very satisfied when he got the end, and immediately took a big mouthful.

"Well, it would be great if I added a piece of ham~"

As soon as the words were finished, a piece of ham sausage stretched out, like hitting a wooden fish with a mallet, and lightly tapped the lid of Song Yang's instant noodle bowl.

Song Yang was stunned for a moment, then looked up, and saw a beautiful woman holding an umbrella in front of him, squatting with her knees slightly bent, her leather shoes stepped on the mud puddle, and the sleeve of the arm that was handing out the ham was rolled up high, revealing a clean and wet face. The forearm has a thin skeleton, like a girl's arm.

The boy was stunned with instant noodles in his mouth, and his words were vague, "You, why are you here?"

Wen Ci's voice fell on the yelling of a large group of rough old men, gentle, clear, like wind chimes.

"Take you home."