luck on thursday

Chapter 7 chapter.7

Lin Qingyang realized that Val had made a mistake, and suddenly felt restless: "No, Mr. Monroe, I'm just too hungry... My family has no money, and I haven't eaten any good food."

"Deliberately dressed in tatters, pretending to be pitiful?"

Val said relentlessly, and Aya glanced at him in disbelief, "Val! Maybe Joe just went out and didn't pay attention..."

Lin Qingyang knew what Val was referring to. When he went out in the morning, he found two holes in his clothes. It was probably because he didn't pay attention when he was hanging the clothes yesterday and scratched them.

He didn't have an extra change of clothes, and his salary hadn't been paid yet, thinking that he still had to wear an employee coat when he went to work anyway, so he didn't pay attention to it.

It's just that when I was running around at work just now, my body became hot. Lin Qingyang took off the employee's coat to let the wind blow for a while, and Val saw it.

However, wearing ragged clothes did have some influence. When the afternoon came off work, the store manager came to the store for a routine inspection. When Lin Qingyang and the other two store staff were not paying attention, he quietly pulled the store manager and said his request embarrassingly. .

After listening to the store manager, he asked him back: "Do you want daily wages?"

Because of the weekly salary settlement that was agreed before, it was Lin Qingyang who felt that there was still some money in the card, and it would not be a problem to use it for food.

But now he realizes that he still needs to buy other things. The weekly wages are too slow, and he may have no money to eat because of buying other things-after all, the money for renting a house is not a small amount.

Over there, Aya stood up and went out to make a phone call. Val turned his gaze to the corner here, saw Lin Qingyang talking with the store manager, and frowned.

Lin Qingyang nodded, paused for a while, and suddenly realized that her request was a little too much: "Ah no, the main reason is that I am in a hurry to use money now, so I have to..."

The store manager's eyes paused for a while on his handsome rich young master's face, and suddenly he raised another topic: "It's not a big deal to give you a daily salary. The address you wrote on the interview form before, you live in Budapest. Is the Lan District real?"

"...En." Lin Qingyang responded in a low voice.

It's true that Bran is a prosperous street, but it attracts crowds with its cheap prices. The shops there usually have discounted bids, or sell some not-so-fresh food. It can be regarded as... an alternative slum.

"If necessary, I can work overtime..." Seeing that the store manager was thinking about something, Lin Qingyang chased after him anxiously and said.

The store manager stopped him from speaking with one hand, and glanced at his face again: "Forget it, anyway..."

The conversation stopped, and the store manager happily paid him today's salary. Lin Qingyang carefully folded the salary and put it in his pocket, and zipped it up. This money is not enough to buy a decent coat, but he can find a Women skilled enough to fix the holes in his clothes for him, or simply buy some needles and threads for himself.

For the next two days, Lin Qingyang worked extraordinarily hard, and her movements were much cleaner than before. Although it might be because she was familiar with the job, she did start to get used to it slowly.

For this reason, the store manager even praised him, which made Lin Qingyang a little embarrassed.

Morning is usually the busiest time, everyone is busy at this time, and there will never be anyone cutting sandwiches or washing the cutting board. Lin Qingyang peeled 25 potatoes in a row, and almost peeled himself into a potato to survive this morning .

Aya was cutting butter slices. The butter just taken out of the refrigerator was frozen like a lump of ice that would not melt for a thousand years. Even with a sharp enamel knife, she didn't get much crumbs off.

Lin Qingyang put the last piece of potato on a stick. Seeing that Aya's forehead was sweating, she hurried over to help her: "Miss Lima, let me do it."

Aya handed him the knife, wiped off her sweat, and spread out her red hands: "Cutting frozen butter is really hard work."

"Miss Lima is a girl after all, it's normal to be a bit weaker," Lin Qingyang said with a smile, and cut off a slice vigorously, "But it should be better to let it thaw in the air for a while."

"The guest doesn't have time to wait for the butter to thaw." Aya grabbed a cloth beside her and wiped her hands. Seeing that the guest in front ordered a cup of coffee, she turned around and called, "Val, help this guest make some coffee. I'll move it to the back." New coffee beans."

Lin Qingyang looked back unconsciously, just in time to see Val turned off his phone impatiently and stuffed it into his pocket, and muttered: "Len, go."

"Joe hasn't finished cutting the butter..." Aya slowed down halfway, and turned around in surprise.

Lin Qingyang hurriedly smoothed things over, he quickly wiped his hands, and went up to him: "Hi, what would you like to drink?"

Val sneered, sat back on the stool in the kitchen after the meeting, and continued to take out his mobile phone: "Isn't it normal for newcomers to do more work?"

Aya frowned, but said nothing, paused, and went to the warehouse.

With the sound of frying and the sound of frying, and the end of the day filled with the aroma of coffee and tea, Lin Qingyang took the salary from the store manager as usual, and when he stuffed it into his pocket, a few coins rolled out of his pocket around his finger , before he could react, it fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

The salary will not be given coins. Lin Qingyang remembers that it was the change he found in the convenience store yesterday to buy dinner.

He squatted down and searched for the few coins along the cracks in the floor tiles. One was right under his feet, two fell under the counter on wheels, and one rolled along the pattern of the floor tiles to Miss Aya Lima.

The female clerk picked it up and handed it to him in a good-tempered manner, and there was another one... along the cracks in the floor tiles, all the way to Val's feet.

Lin Qingyang didn't like this male clerk very much. Although he was a colleague who spent a lot of time in a day, they didn't say a word between them today. The relationship was very stiff. Lin Qingyang believed that Mr. Monroe didn't like him either—— Not knowing why, this frustrates him a bit.

The coin happened to fall next to Val's heel, an awkward position.

Lin Qingyang squatted down to pick up coins, and picked them up next to Val. Even if she didn't really want to deal with this gentleman, she had to bite the bullet and show a smile: "Mr. Monroe, could you please move your foot?"

Val didn't seem to hear what he was saying, and stared at the phone screen with his earphones on, without blinking his eyes.

Lin Qingyang pretended that he didn't hear what he was saying, so she raised her arm and patted him on the shoulder: "Mr. Monroe?"

Now Val can't pretend he didn't hear, he waved Lin Qingyang's hand away, and took off the earphone on one side: "What are you doing! Do you know it's impolite to pat other people on the shoulder casually?!"

what?

Lin Qingyang has never heard of such a saying, but in order to quickly end the conversation with Val, he smiled awkwardly: "My coin fell here. Mr. Monroe, do you want to stand up first? I saw the coin card In the crevice behind the chair..."

Val glanced at him casually, and put on the earphones again: "It's just a coin, why are you in a hurry. Come back later, you can't wait for me to finish reading this paragraph first."

Lin Qingyang took a deep breath, he didn't intend to quarrel with Val, he stood there for 2 minutes, then turned around silently to pack up the materials.After a whole day, there are a lot of fragmented materials and garbage, which have to be cleaned out little by little and put into different garbage bags.

When he finally finished sorting the garbage, Val finally finished his mobile phone project and stood up from the stool. Seeing that he finally got up, Lin Qingyang was relieved and went to pick up coins.

Val sneered: "It turns out he's a poor ghost." He turned and went to the toilet.

Aya came to comfort him, the female shop assistant actually couldn't bear Val's temper, but said: "He is like this, don't take it to heart."

Lin Qingyang turned his face slightly, and Aiya whispered in his ear: "The store manager is his uncle."

After a while, there was the sound of opening and closing the door, Lin Qingyang also took care of everything, he and Aiya poured the oil used today, just about to carry the black bag he sewed clumsily, when he heard someone growling behind One voice: "Why is my phone missing!"

The two people in front were startled by the voice and turned their heads involuntarily.

Val, who just came out of the toilet, just wanted to grab the mobile phone he had just put on the counter, but found that the mobile phone on it was missing. He was taken aback, looked around, and saw no trace of his mobile phone on the clean ground.

Looking up again, just in time to see Lin Qingyang who turned his head to look.

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