When I arrived yesterday, I took two buses with my mother. It took Zhang Heng some effort to find the stop sign of the No. 4 bus. However, after getting on the bus, he remembered that he had forgotten to ask how much compensation he had to pay. He only had more than 500 yuan with him.
I don’t know if the money is enough, but fortunately I have the card with me, but it’s hard to take it out in public, because he hid the card in his underwear, watch bag...
Twenty minutes later, the bus arrived at the station, but Zhang Heng was a little dumbfounded after getting off the bus, because this was a huge square with bustling crowds, but there was no store with a public phone, which wasted more than ten minutes.
Zhang Heng then went around a small alley and contacted Fu Mei on the phone.
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Heng returned to the building next to the square in a somewhat speechless manner. Fu Mei had said that she would be there in a minute. Wasn't this a waste of time? She didn't know how to explain clearly first.
After waiting for more than 20 minutes, I finally saw Fu Mei. Compared with yesterday in the car, Fu Mei was dressed very formally today, just like a bank customer service uniform. She had long sleeves and no visible tattoos on her arms.
Are the bruises healed? Zhang Heng thought.
"You're really here. I see you are so sincere. Come on, how about I invite you upstairs for a drink?" Fu Mei said with a smile.
However, Zhang Heng touched his purse and said directly: "I'm not thirsty, you'd better tell me how much you spent first!"
Fu Mei was stunned, thinking that when she invited someone to drink, she was rejected, and the reason was so straightforward?
"Let's talk first, I want to see the invoice issued by the hospital!" Zhang Heng added another sentence.
Fu Mei couldn't breathe again. She didn't go to the hospital at all. How could she have an invoice? She called the young man Zhang Heng over but she had other things to discuss. Unexpectedly, she was hit before she even got to the point. The young man was simply confused.
Amorous!
He said angrily: "I don't have the invoice. How about you treat me to a drink and it's settled?"
"That's not okay. Didn't you agree yesterday to pay the invoice for compensation?" Zhang Heng kept saying, and even he didn't notice that after just one day, he was no longer so shy when facing strange women.
Fu Mei felt like she was going crazy for a moment. There was such a simple-minded person in the world. She mentally shouted: "I lost to you!"
But he said: "Then I'll buy you a drink. As long as you drink it, you'll be clean."
When Zhang Heng heard this, he couldn't help but look at Fu Mei suspiciously. How could there be such a good thing in the world? No, could it be that he had encountered the immortal dance that the villagers said?
When he thought of this, he became nervous. He had a huge bank card hidden on his body now, but he had to be careful. He quickly said sternly: "I'm not going. I'm not thirsty. Why do you want to drink? Why do you always want to go?"
Shall I have a drink?"
Fu Mei was completely defeated when she looked at the suspicious look in the young man's eyes. She felt that there was a serious generation gap between the two of them and there was no way to communicate at all. However, thinking of the difficult things that had happened recently, she had no choice but to say: "Okay, let's go to the front and talk."
A few words are fine, but you can’t stand at the gate all the time.”
Zhang Heng looked at where Fu Mei was pointing, then nodded and said: "Okay, but don't talk for too long, I have something to do in the afternoon."
Fu Mei had the urge to hit someone for a moment. She was a beautiful woman, and she was also a victim. Why did she end up in such a situation!
After the two of them sat down in the public rest area of the square, Zhang Heng was confused, and suddenly realized that he was no longer nervous just now, and he spoke very eloquently. It seems that the senior working in the village was right. The society outside
It's just a big dyeing vat that can dye people into all kinds of colors. His personality has changed a little less than two days after entering the city.
Fu Mei was angry, but she had already given in to this, so she had no choice but to continue: "I have a job to introduce to you, are you interested in hearing about it?"
Zhang Heng was stunned for a moment, how could such a good thing happen? He pinched the other party, but in the end, the other party introduced him a job in turn? He was very wary. His grandfather had told him many times before he passed away that it was heaven, right?
You may be the one who loses the pie. If you want to have enough to eat, you have to work hard, and you can't think of evil ways. You will definitely suffer in the end if you are greedy for petty gains. For a man as knowledgeable as my grandfather, what he said must make sense.
Woolen cloth.
He immediately replied: "I'm not interested. You'd better tell me how much you want me to pay."
Without salt and oil, you can't understand the style! Fu Mei was suddenly happy. The young man in front of her was definitely a wonderful person, and he was 100% still a young boy.
"Don't worry, wait for me to finish my words first." Without waiting for the boy to reply, he said directly: "My friends and I jointly opened a fitness club on the fourth floor above. It hasn't officially opened yet. Now we plan to recruit a few people.
Employees with a solid Kung Fu background shake things up. You know what I mean by shaking things up! No matter whether you dare to come to work or not, the salary and remuneration management can satisfy you."
Zhang Heng heard that he knew about fitness clubs. He had seen them on TV, but he still asked doubtfully: "Then why don't you recruit veterans directly? There are a lot of people outside who know martial arts, right?"
Fu Mei explained sternly: "My friend doesn't like people who have been in the military for personal reasons, so he won't consider recruiting veterans. It's not easy to recruit those who are really good at martial arts. Even if you invite them back, it will be useless. We are recruiting people."
It's just for shaking up the crowd, not a martial arts competition. There are no martial arts programs in the club, it's just for physical exercise."
Although Zhang Heng was still a little confused, he believed it a bit. Based on his personal impression, the Fu Mei in front of him didn't look like a liar. If he thought about it carefully, he was too vigilant just now. The other party didn't know that there was something hidden in his underwear.
A huge bank card.
When I thought about the card, I suddenly realized that he was already a rich man. Why did he go out to look for a job? He put three million in the bank and earned interest. He could live a happy life by saving a little. This is a typical small farmer's mentality.
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Just as he was about to refuse again, suddenly an idea flashed in his mind. According to his original idea, wasn't he planning to find a job to earn tuition during the two-month summer vacation? Thinking of this, he asked aloud: "Can you open it then?"
How much is the salary and what are the working hours?”
Fu Mei finally smiled, and decided to get back to where she was before, and said: "The minimum salary is three thousand a month, and there are commissions. It is not impossible to be around five thousand a month, but it depends on your ability."
I don’t have the skills to come and take it, even though it’s just to shake up the place, but you must have a foundation in kung fu. To put it simply, you must be good at fighting.”
"What does it mean to be able to fight?" Zhang Heng asked seriously. The salary of three thousand is already quite high. What about the extra commission? Before that, he would have risked his life to seize this job.
Taking the opportunity, he asked again: "Are there any working hours?"
Fu Mei smiled and said: "The working hours are five hours, from afternoon to evening, divided into two shifts. I can also have a few days off every month. How about this job? It's not bad for you."
"It's very good!" Zhang Heng said it sincerely.
"Haha, as for what it means to be able to fight, you can come over for an interview at ten o'clock the day after tomorrow, and you will be assessed on the spot. The address is the XXX Club on the fourth floor above." Fu Mei returned to the smiling face she had at the beginning.
Zhang Heng thought for a while and nodded: "Okay, I'll come over the day after tomorrow. Well, what about your medical expenses?"
"Huh, I didn't go to the hospital. Isn't this just to save you money? You don't know good people's hearts." Fu Mei said against her will.
Zhang Heng was extremely embarrassed upon hearing this...
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