Charles complained and took Guan Xi and Yu Ben away on the spot.
The landlady's honest face showed confusion. She wiped her hands on her bib and asked anxiously, "Has the taste changed?" She shook her head, "Chen Ji has never changed its boss. It has always been run by our two parents-in-law."
The regular customer at the next table said: "Mrs. Chen, it's useless for you to deny it. The taste is just not as good as before. Lemon tea is your family's specialty. How can you change it at any time?"
Chen's mother said in confusion: "Why is Chen Ji's specialty lemon tea?"
Too. Lemon tea is so common and cheap that as a side drink, it's not even on the menu. When it tasted good, no one thought it was important, but now it doesn't taste good, and the taste of all the dishes is not as good as before.
Mother Chen looked at the large tin can containing lemon tea next to her.
She thought for a while and suddenly realized: "The old tea bags have been used up, and new ones have been replaced in the past few days. I will ask the supplier, and they must have made a mistake."
The old customer said "Hi": "No, you must change it as soon as possible!" He pointed to the simple meal in front of him, "The taste of the drink has changed, it seems that your rice rolls are not even delicious!"
The rice roll machine is a new addition to the store. If the taste of lemon tea affects the sales of rice rolls, the loss will be huge.
Chen's mother said hurriedly: "We will look for him tomorrow."
Quickly change the tea bag back.
The old customer next to him chatted with Mother Chen: "Speaking of which, I haven't seen your daughter for a long time. Is she married?"
Mother Chen snorted: "She ran away from home."
The old guest laughed out loud: "You are such an old man, why do you want to run away from home?"
Grandma Jin at the other table said: "You two parents-in-law are pedantic. Your daughter is so filial to you. If you just treat your daughter better, will you lose your popularity?"
Chen's mother said sadly: "Grandma Jin, are we angry with her? She is clearly angry with us. Her father and I don't expect her to take care of her in old age. How could she say that her parents are partial? How could she condemn her parents like this? Tradition has always been like this. , why did he treat her badly? Her father was angry and said he would not give her anything in the future."
Grandma Jin sighed: "You didn't give her anything in the first place, she gave it to you."
Chen's mother said bitterly: "My daughter was destined to get married. She was raised and educated in a technical secondary school. She didn't want to get married but she was not forced to get married. If she wanted to work, she just let her go. Isn't this good enough?" Mother Chen sighed heavily and turned back to work behind the counter.
After being busy for a while, Mother Chen hammered her waist in confusion. After Chen Jiaxian left, no one gave her any help. Chen Jiahao was also a rough man. If he was asked to help, he would hide in school and not go home.
But all the daughters in the world have to get married, and raising a daughter means being raised by someone else’s family. The daughter actually wants the same treatment as a wealthy family? Mother Chen herself also worked hard to help her brothers grow up. She shook her head. Chen Jiaxian was still too selfish and ridiculous. This has always been the case, so what’s wrong with the parents?
…
No one is wrong. Chen Jiaxian thought.
She couldn't blame anyone, she could only treat herself as an orphan from now on, with no way out.
At two o'clock in the morning, the office was silent. After Chen Jiaxian took a shower in the bathroom, she washed and dried the clothes she wore today. Towels and underwear were hung to dry on the back of the chair and on the workstation fender, and she would quietly put them away the next morning like a thief.
Finally, Chen Jiaxian spread the sleeping bag under the work station and got in.
Before going to bed, she rechecked the deposit in her mobile phone - the last layoff compensation, there was still 8,674.3 yuan left.
Living in the office, Chen Jiaxian calculated on her fingers, if she lost her job at Zhuoxiu, how long would the money be enough for her to survive?
The conclusion is not long.
This amount of money is not enough to support her rent for several months in Yuecheng, nor is it enough to maintain her survival.
She could say that she hated Pan Qiaomu for his extreme benevolence, but she couldn't really hate Pan Qiaomu. Pan Qiaomu gave her generous compensation, which bought her dignity but also maintained her life.
If you don't care about life, where can you have dignity?
In the darkness, Chen Jiaxian opened her eyes wide, her heart filled with anxiety.
She really needs this job, she really needs the money.
I was so anxious that sometimes the floor felt hard and sometimes the sleeping bag felt hot. In the middle of the night, it suddenly started raining, and it banged on the window. She seemed to be lying on a drum. Until 5 o'clock in the morning, Chen Jiaxian got up, put away her sleeping bag, and sat in front of her workstation with her head propped up.
Not long after the computer was turned on, there was a beeping sound from the door.
So early?
Chen Jiaxian quickly turned around, grabbed the towel and underwear on the back of the chair and stuffed it into the drawer. As soon as he closed the drawer, Pan Qiaomu strode in.
He is always good-looking, decent and appropriate.
Chen Jiaxian controlled her panic, quietly kicked her sleeping bag under her work station, stood up, and nodded politely: "Mr. Pan, good morning."
Pan Qiaomu glanced at her slightly unexpectedly, pretending that he couldn't hear her, and swiped his card to enter the office without blinking.
The office door closes.
Chen Jiaxian finally let go of the thought. She sat back and continued to focus on the computer.
Guan Xi helped her compile 30 reports and papers in total, and Chen Jiaxian has read 6 so far. Guan Xi asked her to submit the key contents and her own outline at noon tomorrow, so Chen Jiaxian would have to finish all the key points of these materials at least tonight.
Chen Jiaxian opened the document and looked at the six key contents that she had put a lot of effort into organizing.
The more she looked at it, the more Chen Jiaxian realized that her abilities were limited. The gap in educational background is not only reflected in the resume, but also directly reflected in the documents. This is why Pan Qiaomu gave this job to her. He must clearly let everyone see that Chen Jiaxian's working ability is limited. He was hitting her.
…
Pan Qiaomu took off his shirt, took out a white shirt from the cabinet, and slowly buttoned it. After working overtime all night and not sleeping, my brain is a little sluggish. After tying a few, he smelled the smoke on his body and slowly stopped moving his hands.
You should take a shower. Pan Qiaomu thought.
He put on his old shirt again and walked to the bathroom, calculating as he walked, how many more hours of sleep he could get after taking a shower.
He is mentally prepared for such intensity of work.
The high salary paid to him by Zhuoxiu already includes the implicit requirement of 24-hour on-call.
Pan Qiaomu opened the shower door and his eyes fell on the extra pink shampoo in the corner. That's not the three-in-one shampoo and shower gel distributed by Zhuoxiu Company. There is still a lingering aroma in the shower room, which is not the usual smell.
There was something indescribably familiar about this aroma.
As the hot water poured down, Pan Qiaomu didn't think much about it. After taking a short shower, Pan Qiaomu returned to the office and found that his cup had been filled with iced Americano according to his habit. Next to it is a piece of bread brought from the pantry, with a corner cut off thoughtfully.
Pan Qiaomu thought of the mineral water, ready-to-eat chicken breast and small scissors that night.
He strode up to Chen Jiaxian and knocked on the table.
Chen Jiaxian raised her eyes.
