MTL - Back To 2005-Chapter 3 flicker in progress
Chapter 3 Fudge in progress
Memories come rushing, cheap Rongrong, the summer vacation after graduating from high school, summer job, playing computer
As if a gate had been opened, many hazy memories quickly emerged from the depths of my mind, occupying all my thoughts.
It seems that there is something wrong.
"Mom, let me go out and play."
"Do you have any money?"
"No"
"Take these two hundred, don't spend them indiscriminately."
"Thank you, Mom."
Receiving the pocket money from his mother again after many years, Zhou Anan's heart is full of warmth.
When he got on the bus to the city, Zhou Anan's thoughts became clear.
Maybe, use this summer vacation to earn some start-up capital.
When the urban-rural bus passed the intersection of Sanma, Zhou Anan got off the bus, and at the request of the uncle who drove the bus, put the fare of 1.5 yuan back into his trouser pocket. No matter how small a mosquito is, it is meat.
The urban and rural buses these days are still privately contracted, and my uncle is also a shareholder of the route from Tongxiang to the urban area. Zhou Anan took advantage of the fare to feel at ease.
"Bad Rongrong."
Walking into the "You, Me, He Internet Cafe" at the intersection, Zhou An'an soon saw Wang Rong who was struggling in an online game.
Slightly chubby figure and two small hairy whiskers at the corners of the mouth, the features should not be too obvious.
"Kao, Xiao Anzi, don't go too far."
Hearing the nickname given to him by the other party, Wang Rong jumped up and glared at him.
This nickname has been with him for twenty-five days, now it is time to change his name
"An egg is an egg."
Patting the other person on the shoulder, Zhou Anan had a faint smile on his face, young people are impulsive.
This allusion of 'cheap Rongrong', but the other party asked for it, and it has only been established for less than a month.
More than half a month ago, Zhou Anan, who had just finished the college entrance examination, walked into an Internet cafe for the first time in his life under the leadership of his deskmate Wang Rong.
When entering the game to name it, Zhou Anan subconsciously remembered the little girl who transferred from another school in the third grade at the same table, so she used the abbreviation of the other party's name as a prefix. Who would have thought that after being seen by Wang Rong, she would substitute it inexplicably, ruthlessly He despised him severely.
Zhou Anan naturally wouldn't explain these inside stories to the other party, and gave the other party a nickname by mistake, which lasted until more than ten years later.
Life, isn't it just an episode composed of many mistakes, that makes it so rich.
"I have opened a card for you, let's go to the game."
After a brief slapstick, Wang Rong pointed to the open machine next to him and urged him.
"Thanks."
Without saying too many polite words, Zhou Anan entered the account number and password from memory, logged in to 'Fengwu Tianjiao', and upgraded to fight monsters.
"Xiao Anzi, I'm going to work during the summer vacation, will you go with me?"
While playing monsters, Wang Rong asked seemingly casually, his hand holding the mouse was a little tight.
He intends to work part-time to earn money and share some pressure for the family, but Wang Rong, who has never gone out to work, feels a little uncertain and wants to find someone to accompany him to strengthen his courage.
"Part-time job? What job?"
Even though Zhou An'an in his previous life knew about this friend's choice, he still asked it out so as not to be awkward.
In his previous life, he refused without even asking.
For ordinary teenagers, the two months or so after graduating from the college entrance examination is simply the first free time in their life, how can they be wasted on mundane things like making money.
"The waiter in the restaurant seems to be 3 yuan an hour. Twelve hours a day is 36 yuan, which is more than 1000 yuan a month. How about it, let's go together."
Hearing that his friend didn't decline, Wang Rong was going to strike while the iron was hot and pull the other party into his team.
It is only one person who can fool one. He just felt that Zhou An'an was relatively simple in the past, so he decided to recruit the other party into the group.
"3 yuan an hour, 12 hours a day, 36 yuan a day, seems good."
The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and countless MMPs had already drifted through Zhou Anan's heart.
In this era when housing prices in the city center are less than 1,500 yuan, a temporary worker with a monthly salary of more than 1,000 yuan is indeed a good summer job, especially for high school graduates with little work experience.
However, before Zhou Anan was reborn, the monthly wages paid to his employees were at least hundreds of thousands, and it was terrible for him to bend his waist for a daily salary of 36 yuan.
"That's right, 25 days a month, that's 750. If you do it for 30 days, you'll be over 1,000."
Speaking of this monthly salary, Wang Rong, whose pocket money has never exceeded 30 a week, was a little excited. He wanted to work hard and earn money to buy a mobile phone.
"More than a thousand is not bad, but I have a job of two thousand here, do you want to do it?"
Looking at this excited friend, Zhou An'an really looked down on his previous life.
It’s just that, for him whose annual income is about to exceed one million, the monthly salary of a few thousand yuan is not attractive.
If you want to fool your friends into entering the market, how can you not give a tempting price.
"Two thousand? What job?"
After hearing what his friend said, Wang Rong was slightly taken aback, and then asked with some doubts, even ignoring the death of the game character on the computer screen.
"Network administrator, change to a small box."
Looking at the crowd of Internet addicted teenagers around, Zhou Anan yelled directly, and changed the machine from the one-hour lobby area to the two-hour VIP box area.
"Hey, what's the job?"
Wang Rong couldn't help asking as he walked towards the box.
In any case, he doesn't believe that there are two thousand a month's summer jobs.
Two thousand, is the other party a liar?
Well, unless Xiao Anzi made it clear first.
"No hurries."
Walking into the No. 2 box, Zhou Anan looked at the few vacant seats left, and continued to walk towards the No. 3 box.
Seeing that there were only two people sitting in the third box, Zhou Anan walked in and sat down in a corner.
"Barbecue, have you eaten?!"
When turning on the machine, Zhou Anan said something casually.
"Barbecue, of course I have. What?"
Still a little unbelievable in his head, Wang Rong's thinking didn't expand at all, so he asked stupidly.
"My family is going to open a barbecue stall, you come to help, two thousand a month, how about it?"
According to the friendship between the two, Zhou An'an should have done it with the other party.
However, Zhou Anan, who has plans for the future, does not want to miss the first pot of gold, which is the foundation of his future development.
Wanting to change the situation of the eldest uncle and the younger uncle's family in a short period of time, Zhou Anan absolutely does not want to miss any opportunity, any one.
What's more, to co-organize such a thing, you have to tell someone to believe it.
In order to convince his friends, Zhou Anan had to rely on the name of his family.
"Two thousand a month? But I've already promised the restaurant, isn't it good."
Seeing his friend tell the specifics of his work, Wang Rong didn't pay attention to the first half of the other party's opening, he just thought it was opened at the other party's home, and then he hesitated.
He was very moved, very moved, but he had already negotiated with the restaurant before, and was about to convince his friend that he would go to work tomorrow.
It’s too unkind to regret now.
The most important thing is, he is not sure if the two thousand monthly salary is real?
"Let me just ask, have you signed a contract with the restaurant?"
Seeing Wang Rong's hesitation, Zhou An'an asked.
"Contract? No."
Speaking of this, Wang Rong answered affirmatively.
"What are you afraid of? It's just a temporary summer worker. A restaurant as big as Zhuiziaoke may not be able to find a replacement. Besides, do you want to be called around? One thousand yuan, double the difference, one A thousand dollars."
Zhou Anan didn't have the slightest difficulty in persuading Jian Rongrong, so he compared his fingers by the way.
(end of this chapter)
