I make your medicine

Recently, there are few bosses in the store. A few days ago, Tang Ren saw a preview of their brand's upcoming new product on the video. The boss also notified the back kitchen through Yi Ping, and the new bottom will be delivered in the next few days. The ingredients are ready to increase the menu.

Do the math, the last time I saw the boss was three days ago.

Tang Ren drank his last sip of water and put the cap on the bottle. He raised his hand and threw it into the cardboard box full of water bottles in the distance.

"Three points."

Sitting next to him, Li Yuan smiled and applauded, Tang Ren glanced at him and said, "Finished?"

Li Yuan choked, his back softened and he shook his head pitifully: "No, physics is killing me."

Tang Ren took his paper and glanced at it, and drew a picture with a brush: "Analysis of force, you didn't consider the friction force in this direction." After speaking, he looked at him again.

After a few days of contact, Li Yuan was able to read a little sarcasm from the plain eyes, this time as if he was saying: How can such a low-level mistake be made?

He approached with a bitter face and watched him solve the problem seriously.

As the monthly exams approached recently, Li Yuan came more frequently, each time bringing a bag full of snacks and strange little gifts. After all, he had mentioned Tang Ren's tutoring fee, but they didn't charge him, so he could only express his gratitude in this way.

On the big Sunday holiday, the store was clean, and the two of them sat on the table in the corner and spread out the papers to do the questions.

Xiao Liang swiped his phone and looked up, curling his lips in disdain.

Li Che finally reappeared in the midst of his busy schedule, and saw the two fixed figures in fixed positions with precision.

He handed the bag containing the new base material to the back kitchen: "New product, try the taste first." Then he turned and sat across from the two.

When Tang Ren heard Li Che's voice, he raised his head, saw the boss sitting down and was about to say hello, Li Che said, "Go on, let's try the new menu together later."

"Can I have a taste too?" Li Yuan can always see him recently, the tension from the first meeting has dissipated, and now he is quite familiar.

"Okay, let's eat together."

He smiled gently, and looked down at Tang Ren's steps.

Tang Ren stared at the boss for a moment, then continued to immerse himself in writing the question, and said while writing: "These two forces cancel out, don't worry about it, just calculate the angle."

Li Yuan was stunned when he heard this, he couldn't do anything else except nod for the time being, Tang Ren gave him a solution so simple that he could see it with his eyes.

He looked at the steps in the answer that were almost the same as those written in Tang Ren's broken handwriting, and asked wonderingly: "Why don't you go to tutor? I feel that you understand better than my cram school teacher."

Tang Ren paused at the tip of his pen and said lightly, "I don't have a degree."

Li Yuan's eyes were stunned with admiration, and the vision he had cultivated for many years allowed him to calm down and work on the questions seriously, and he didn't ask other irrelevant topics.

Li Che looked at Tang Ren's head spinning with heavy eyes.

The new product comes out of the pot, with different flour and base material. Li Che United Food Factory makes a wider potato flour. The secret recipe of the base material is copied from his father's notes. The ratio of mass production, this set of operations, if the old man is still alive, it is estimated that he has forgotten his roots and ancestors for money.

"It's delicious!" Li Yuan's tongue was numb from the soup base, but he still couldn't stop it. A spoonful of noodles and soup was different from the hot and sour noodles. The numbness of this new product dominates. The fusion of delicious and chewy wide noodles is a completely different style of enjoyment.

Tang Ren seldom speaks while eating, but the way he keeps his head buried is very indicative of his attitude.

Maybe it was too numb, Tang Ren opened his mouth and raised his head to inhale a mouthful of cold air. With a glance, the boss opposite was looking at him.

He tried to look away calmly, but Li Che handed over a piece of paper. The man stared at his lips with a faint smile, and tapped lightly with his slender fingers.

"Thank you." Tang Ren took the tissue, wiped the corners of his mouth hastily, looked down at him, and continued to eat the remaining half bowl of noodles in the bowl.

Li Che swept across the base of his slowly-colored earlobe, silently curling the corners of his mouth.

The new menu was added smoothly. As a front-line employee, Tang Ren has a very deep understanding of the success of this new product. The frequent advertisements in the video are not limited to hot and sour noodles. , click to open it and it shows that it is out of stock.

In the lounge, Tang Ren was sitting on the recliner with his legs crossed, his strong forearms resting on his knees, and he was bending over to brush his phone. The dark room only echoed the seductive words of Internet celebrities.

When Li Che came in, Tang Ren had already fallen asleep on the chair, his long legs crossed and stretched out, the hood on his coat was loosely covering his eyes, his right hand was holding the phone, and the video on it was still playing.

"Questions like this are very simple. Just look at the picture when you come up, and make auxiliary lines if you can. Hey, don't make extra moves!" In the video, the teacher with a southern accent gave a passionate speech on the blackboard, clapping his palms Looking at the blackboard, the marker pen draws a certain position on the picture from time to time.

Li Che only intended to take a look and didn't want to disturb his rest. The hand that was closing the door froze after hearing the content of the video. He looked at the boy's tired sleeping face in surprise, and then looked at the video on his mobile phone.

"Order." The resounding voice of the customer outside came in through the crack of the door. Tang Ren was very light sleeper, and immediately woke up. He opened his eyes and looked at the brightest light source in the room—the door.

"Boss." He sat up and pinched the bridge of his nose, his voice was sandy, looking at Li Che who walked in, his consciousness was still a little hazy.

"What should we do at this time? Formulas are all routines. Students, what did you say before?" Tang Ren looked down at the online math class for the college entrance examination, which was still analyzing the questions, and his expression gradually became clear. He looked at the boss sitting opposite, Silently turn off the phone.

After a long silence, he explained in a hoarse voice: "I want to repeat it when I have a chance in the future, so I will review it first."

Li Che: "Very good, if you need any help, just tell me, studies are important."

Is this a speech that a cruel exploiting class should have?

Tang Ren seemed to have heard something unbelievable, and raised his head wonderingly: "I am here full-time."

The cruel exploiting class smiled and said in a deep voice, "You are still young and you can have a better future."

The boy lowered his eyes and stroked the phone with his fingers. After a moment of silence, he suddenly smiled: "Do what you need to do first, and talk about the rest later."

This was the first time he had spoken such frank words to others. The boss in front of him made him unconsciously want to confide something, but he was a little afraid of this unconsciousness.

"I'm off to work. It's getting busy outside." Tang Ren stood up, Li Che didn't move, and said, "Okay."

Li Che sat where he was watching the shattered light from the small bay window, and heard the bustling bustle outside the door.

What was he doing when he was 19?

In college, he thought about money in different ways in order to survive and pay tuition fees. He never called his family. During that time, he couldn't tell the direction of his life, and he couldn't tell the priority of the present. It seemed that he wanted to live a better life. In life, what you do is erratic, and then you blame others for using too much force.

At the age of 19, he knows what to do, what to do, what to do, he is down-to-earth, industrious and talkative, stepping on the ground step by step.

He, the "superior man", drifted for several years before he realized that he had landed, and the price was extremely heavy.

Nearly [-] years old, Boss Li raised his legs and chuckled, "It's nice to be young."

His whisper echoed in the silent lounge: "What should be done."

When leaving, Tang Ren was mopping the floor. A guest accidentally touched the glass of water, and the orange-yellow drink splashed far away on the floor. He bent his broad back and took the mop to carefully wipe everything clean. Pass by, "Let's go."

Tang Ren looked up, "Goodbye, boss."

The two looked at each other, feeling faintly that something was quietly growing again, Tang Ren avoided his gaze, Li Che pursed his lips.

One hides that thing in a depth that only he knows, and the other puts that thing on the surface and decides to fertilize and water it.

The next day, Boss Li, who was in high spirits, took the boy away from the store directly, calling it to help move some things. Tang Ren followed him when he was free on weekends.

One afternoon, he sat quietly in the co-pilot and ran around with his boss, experiencing the itinerary of the cruel exploiting class firsthand.

Li Che has a small office in Yanfeng District, which mainly handles online store business. He took the newly hired manager to the factory to familiarize himself with the process. Tang Ren could not understand a few words of the conversation between the two along the way. There is only one feeling that the boss is really busy, sitting in the office busy processing documents, busy answering the phone while driving, busy communicating with the factory manager in the factory, Tang Ren came to help, besides pouring water and getting some A harmless thing, as idle as a mascot.

He remembered that when he came out at noon, he was ready for physical labor, drinking the coffee brought by his assistant, Tang Ren was a little dazed.

"Boss, what should I help move?" Looking at the dark night outside, Tang Ren finally found a chance to speak.

Li Che looked up from the document, frowned and paused in thought, opened his eyes and made up on the spot: "Oh, I originally wanted you to help move some things from the factory, but I just went to see them and they haven't finished it yet, let's talk about it next time."

Tang Ren witnessed his busyness with his own eyes, no doubt about him, nodded, and said: "Then if there is nothing else, can I go back first?"

Li Che put down the document to check the time, and asked, "I'll see you off, where do you live?"

"No, I see there's a bus stop over there, so I'll just take the bus." As he spoke, he had already walked to the door, Li Che stood up and took his coat, and resolutely dismissed: "It's rush hour at this time, the bus is too crowded."

"It just so happens that I'm almost off work."

Tang Ren looked at the document he had just put down with disapproval: "I didn't do anything here, so don't bother."

"Let's go." Li Che walked outside the door without giving him a chance to refuse.

Tang Ren had no choice but to report the address, and Li Che was a little surprised when he heard it: "It's so far away? What time do you get up for work every day?"

Tang Ren lives in the old city, where the rent is cheap and public security is worrying. In the small Tongzi building, you can hear the cooking shovel and knocking on the pot downstairs during the day, and you can hear the progress of the neighbors’ home TV at night. It is really not a good living environment.

"Five o'clock." It takes an hour to take the bus, so I arrived at work just in time.

Li Che unlocked the car and got into the car, "Don't you consider changing to a closer one?"

Tang Ren shook his head: "That's cheap." Two streets to the left of their store is the Shunshui District, where the lights are full of feasting, and the right is the Yanfeng District, where high-tech industries gather, neither of which he can afford as a waiter.

When the car was on the road, Li Che set up the navigation and drove out of the underground garage. As soon as the signal was restored, the phone rang. The Bluetooth was turned on all the year round, and it was automatically connected as soon as he got in the car. The caller ID flashed on the display: Mom.

Li Che pressed to answer, Tang Ren looked out the window and said nothing.

"Li Che." The middle-aged woman's voice sounded a little flustered, even crying.

Li Che was stunned and asked, "Mom, what's wrong?"

"Your brother, your brother ran away." Chen Sumei couldn't control her emotions when she heard her son's voice, and burst into tears, sobbing intermittently.

"Run away? What do you mean?" Li Che pulled over when he heard that.

"I, just now your second aunt came to borrow money, I didn't agree, and then she said something." Chen Sumei tried to calm down, but she couldn't restrain the panic in her chest, sobbing and said: "Li Zequan heard it all, he heard it all gone."

I heard it all.

Li Che didn't know what the second aunt said, but it was not what Chen Sumei wanted Li Ze to know, and what she had kept from all these years was just that little thing.

"Okay, I see, I'll look for it." He restarted the car calmly, calmly comforting him: "Don't worry, he's a big man, nothing can happen."

"Go and find, you, tell him, say me..." Chen Sumei suddenly stopped in the middle of her sentence, held back for a while, and said out of breath, "I can't help it, I can't help it." Before hanging up the phone Her faint cry.

Li Che looked at the road ahead with unusual composure, as if he was not affected by his mother's emotions at all.

He turned his head to look at the quiet Tang Ren in the co-pilot, and said with a smile, "Sorry."

"It's okay, why don't you put me on the side of the road, and go find your brother first."

"No, I probably know where he is. After a little delay, I will send you back when I receive him."