Chapter 7 Work

Style: Fantasy Author: Pikachu wants to eat French friesWords: 3199Update Time: 24/01/13 04:05:02
Nothing is unachievable.

With my perseverance and perseverance, Lao Sun finally reluctantly agreed to my request. Of course, the originally agreed-upon rent, water, electricity, etc. also changed from the initial 19% to 37% per share.

Well, in addition to having a roommate like Lao Sun, I will also have to pay my three-cent rent, water and electricity every month.

Thinking about it this way, I feel a bit disadvantaged, but as a person, the most important thing is to be content!

I looked at the contract in my hand with great satisfaction, and handed the second-hand mobile phone in my hand, along with a temporary ID card, to Lao Sun.

Fortunately, those villages in the past gave me inspiration. Over the past ten years or so, in the remote villages nearby, there have always been a few scattered idle people, who are either lost or have no household registration, and thus have no ID cards.

For this reason, coupled with Lao Sun's familiar Northeastern accent and his communicative face, applying for an ID card was easier than I thought.

The official ID card will be issued in a few days, easily and smoothly.

"It's very good. It's much better than the paper-based ones before. The photos are still very beautiful."

Lao Sun turned over the ID card in his hand with satisfaction, especially when he saw the three characters "Sun Xingzhe" on it, he felt even more pleased.

"Why can't you just call me Wukong? I think my real name is pretty loud."

"Farewell, big brother, if you don't die, I will still be embarrassed. Monkey is already famous enough."

I helplessly covered my face and said, remembering the embarrassing scene just now at the Public Security Bureau and the lively and joyful atmosphere. Now I am still building a house with embarrassment at my feet.

"Okay, this name is fine too. By the way, Lao Chuan, why don't you have any fruits at home?"

"Still eating? You didn't eat enough at the hot pot restaurant just now!"

I remembered that after eating just now, the hot pot restaurant owner stared at me and Lao Sun with a look that was almost cannibalistic, and I felt speechless again.

With Lao Sun's appetite, he really wants to eat hot pot every day. If he doesn't find a job with a monthly salary of tens of thousands, he won't be able to feed his stomach.

"It's been a long time since I've eaten. It's normal to eat a little more. My usual food intake is about the same as what you eat today. Besides, it's not a self-service meal, so you won't be able to make back what you paid for."

Lao Sun closed the empty refrigerator door, turned around and walked into the kitchen with a keen sense of smell. When he came out again, he already had a mouthful of tomatoes in his mouth, and he talked to me by the way.

"Lao Chuan, your internet speed is not very good, and the next game will be extremely slow."

"What game?"

I asked casually, but I was busy browsing short videos in my hand. In Lao Sun’s hand was a second-hand cheap Hongguo mobile phone. When I bought it, the boss said that it had not been used for a long time. When I go back to use it, I would like to use it again. It'll be fine after a while.

"Alliance Mobile Games. I see that you can play this game on your mobile phone instead of on your computer. I also want to play it next time. Let's play it together. It's quite interesting."

Lao Sun skillfully played with his mobile phone and operated it in split screen. While downloading, he looked for video tutorials and watched them with great interest.

"Oh, that's okay."

I replied casually, in fact, I stopped playing games a long time ago. Since I started working, I have basically never touched games.

I'm almost 30 years old. Even if I'm not tired from work, I don't have the time to play games. Occasionally, I'll have the idea to play a game or two, but I'll soon lose interest.

But the game League has always been on my computer and has never been uninstalled. Maybe it’s a sentimental way of commemorating my youth, or maybe it’s the so-called nostalgia of being old.

But if you leave it there, you won’t lose anything. During the holidays, you can even play with the old man.

Hmm, if you add Lao Sun and Lao Gao, it won't be enough for four people. Then you can randomly drag a passerby to play black, regardless of whether he plays well or not. How can four people not be able to scold one person? !

I couldn't help but have a somewhat "evil" thought in my mind.

"Come on, come on, Lao Sun, wait a minute, I'll be next, and I'll teach you how to play!"

"Okay."

Lao Sun said casually.

Two hours later.

I looked at my dismal losing record, and then at Lao Sun's amazing MVP record, and I couldn't help but lower my head and fell into deep thought.

Newbie protection period?

That's not right. His old grandson is playing my trumpet. Where is the protection mechanism?

"Five kills! Five kills! Hehe, this hero is so fun. He deserves to be my boss. He is so strong!"

Lao Sun stared excitedly at the figure in the game who was also carrying a stick. He operated quickly and made another perfect cut. He cut the shooter first and then the mage, easily winning the victory.

I silently put away my phone. I was not happy at all. Even though the mobile game was much simpler, I was still very unhappy.

"Come again, Lao Chuan, don't you often like to play boss? Do you think my skills will live up to your loyal fans?"

I silently returned to the computer desk, opened the game, and cleared the record on it with one click.

"Stop playing, take it off quickly. Do you know that you are losing your mind by playing with things? Your grandson is already so old. He has to find a job and work hard to make money. In the world of adults, the world of middle-aged adults, there is no such thing as easy!"

I kindly persuaded Lao Sun, took his mobile phone, skillfully uninstalled and cleared the third company, and said with a pretended serious face.

Lao Sun raised his head and looked at me with disdain, raised his middle finger, took out his cell phone and put it into his pocket.

"Those who give up glory do not deserve to enjoy the joy of victory."

My face turned dark and I said immediately angrily,

"You are such a big man, why are you still acting like a child? You are middle-aged, have you earned enough rent, water and electricity this month?"

"Lao Chuan, you really don't understand."

With a calm look on his face, Lao Sun elegantly took out a cigarette, lit it, and puffed out a smoke ring happily.

"Human, the most important thing in life is to adjust your own mentality. Some people live from fifty to twenty, and get younger as they live; some people live from thirty to seventy, and they look like old men. .

If I were a woman, I definitely wouldn't choose it. This is a group of people who have nothing and look older. "

I touched my heart, which had been stabbed several times, and it hurt.

"This is called celibacy, okay, besides, you are not a monkey, no, you are not a root hair, you know nothing about a human being?!"

I replied angrily, subconsciously trying to defend myself for the miserable twenty-nine years of my life.

"Singleism?"

Old Sun looked strange.

“Isn’t that just a word that those of you with wealth and freedom use in order to cover up your philandering and miserable private lives?

What do you have, a rental house, a van, a savings of less than two taels, and singleism? What are you thinking about? You can hardly call it posthumousism. "

Lao Sun slowly blew out a smoke ring and said casually, but he ruthlessly tore open my so-called fig leaf, and underneath it, I was numb, timid, accomplished nothing, cowardly, afraid of the sun, and self-comforting.

Like a sewer rat.

The skin with no wounds was stained with blood, which was the result of my life lingering in the trash can.

"So, come with me and go out to find a job. Anyway, Lao Chuan, you have resigned, and you can't make rent by running a zoo. Let's go out and find the same job together, and we can still have someone to take care of you."

Lao Sun put out the ashes of his cigarette, rubbed his hands, looked at me expectantly and said.

Well, I am very familiar with this look. It was the same way when I asked the old man for pocket money in the past few years.

Co-author, my monkey-haired ancestor opened up my scars so bloody and sprinkled them with salt and cumin just so that I could take him out to find a job?

You are afraid of society, you must be afraid of society! !

My face was expressionless, and I silently put aside the feelings of emotion, loss, regret, and unwillingness. It was best to feed these things to the dog together with my conscience.

"Let's go and find a job!"

I turned around and said angrily.

I feel more and more that my monkey-haired ancestor is beginning to act like a child.

"For the tribe... bah, for the hot pot!"

Lao Sun's face was full of excitement, and he howled immediately after following me.

This evil short video era is really harmful!

At this moment, I suddenly thought, it seems that I am now in the Internet age, and online payment has been popular for several years. Why did I pay for hot pot before and withdraw cash?

Well, maybe it’s because I’ve been in that “iron rice bowl” position for a long time, and I’m used to being in contact with people, so I’m still stuck in the stage of giving gifts and cash.

There are always shadows under the sun, and no matter how good the job is, there will always be some moths and flies.

Just like my pot-bellied, Mediterranean, lustful and money-grubbing retarded leader.

With a little irritation about the past, I also helped Lao Sun activate Fetion Pay and bank card payment functions on his mobile phone. Of course, the card was tied to mine, and Lao Sun didn't have a card yet.

"Just swipe it like this and you can pay, do you understand?"

"It's simple, Lao Chuan, you humans are so strong. It's much more convenient than the silver and copper coins before."

I'm too lazy to ask how long this monkey hair has lived. In Lao Sun's words, he was probably sleeping all the time. If he was lucky enough to meet an awakener, he would follow him, stroll around, and then meet me. .

"Forget it, Old Sun, do you have any special skills?"

"What special skills? The boss's golden cudgel is very special, but I'm just a hair of the boss. What I conjure can't follow the big ones or the small ones."

Um!

Lao Sun can also conjure a golden cudgel. Well, I was convinced, and the topic almost got sidetracked again.

I calmed down and looked helpless.

"Who asked you this? I don't mean that, but you, Old Sun, are you good at anything? For example, if you are good at singing, have strong communication skills, and have good external conditions... Um, well, how about you, Old Sun, become a Model anchor or something?"

"There are three schools of thought, actors are inferior, and labor is the most glorious. Lao Chuan, why don't you realize this?"

Lao Sun glanced at me with disgust, then shook his head and said.

"...then what do you want to do, wait for the northwest wind to drink?"

I was speechless.

Even actors are inferior. Do you, Sun Ya, know how much money actors make now?

If you care about him so much, wouldn’t it be nice to make money? !