One minute before 8 o'clock the next morning, Lin Yaren came to the convenience store yesterday. He met the middle-aged store manager who was bald.

He didn't say it on his mouth, but he also thought in his heart that if he was middle-aged, he would never be the "Mediterranean" on his head.

When the store manager saw him, he asked on a routine basis: "Have you ever worked in a convenience store before?"

Lin Yaren answered concisely: "No."

The store manager asked again: "Then what job did you do before?"

"Working in a restaurant." Lin Yaren deliberately omitted the way to work in his own restaurant.

"Why don't you do it again?" The store manager was going through a process of interview. He called the other party yesterday and it was already considered to be hired.

Because I was busy yesterday, I had not had time to ask some simple questions about the interview. I just asked casually while I had nothing to do now.

"I just want to change to a new job." Lin Yaren knew very well. Whether it was working in a restaurant or a convenience store, as long as it did not involve technical aspects, it would change the soup or the medicine, and the gap in hourly wages was very small. Who made the added value of labor low?

After all, the essence of hitting a level 10 human monster and a level 10 animal monster are the same. The things they explode will not be different.

The store manager waved to the cashier and called a young girl with a beautiful mole on her forehead: "From today, you will be one of us. Next, she will teach you.

If you don’t understand anything, you can ask her. You are young, so I will remind you that you are here to work, not here to play.

Another thing is that Korean women are unreliable. They have a clear purpose to treat you well. When Korean women marry you, they achieve the goal of legally living in RB for a long time."

Lin Yaren heard from the store manager's words that not only the other party's xenophobic sentiment as an RB person, but also arrogance and discrimination.

If others can do well in China, who would be willing to travel across the ocean to work and make money? That would be impossible. It is either being imprisoned by poverty or having a good life in the future.

The girl walked to Lin Yaren. Although she did not have any politeness, she gave her a kind smile.

The store manager said straightforwardly to the young girl: "You will take care of him. If something goes wrong, you will be jointly and severally responsible."

The girl responded to "yes", and then bowed to him forty-five degrees and watched him walk to the cashier.

"Please take care of you in the future." Lin Yaren took the initiative to bow to her in the posture of a new and junior.

The girl said to Lin Yaren lukewarmly: "Come with me."

Lin Yaren responded to "OK" and followed her right next to her. She walked in front and led him directly to the locker room behind the convenience store.

She opened a wardrobe and took out the keys and uniforms from it: "You can change it first!"

Lin Yaren took it first and then put it on a stool. While taking off his coat, he introduced himself: "My name is Lin Yaren."

"My name is Lee Yoon-er, Korean." The girl said one after another.

Lin Yaren immediately understood the true meaning of what the store manager said to him. Among some Korean women who came to RB to work, there were indeed many who married RB people in order to be able to live in RB with legal body skills.

If it is a man and a woman who loves each other, there is nothing to say. Of course, there is also a Korean woman who seeks money or destroys other people's willingness to have a family. With more similar things, RB people's reputation for Korean women becomes less good.

After all, Lin Yaren is not a young man. She lives in her body with an uncle's soul, but she shows a completely understandable attitude. She is a person with real life and social experience.

These Koreans who have never gone abroad will inevitably listen to and believe in the words of some compatriots who "return to their hometown in glory". They just saw the scenery on their surface.

In fact, people who make a living outside always show a good appearance when they return to their hometown. No matter how bad or hard they are, they must support their face. In this regard, East Asian culture is exactly the same. Koreans are no exception.

Because they receive few real information and single information channels, they will inevitably think too simple before leaving their home country.

Of course, there are also many people who have been deceived. Although RB's income is much higher than that of South Korea, the prices will also be much higher.

In addition, there are daily expenses such as rent, water, electricity, and gas, which all need to be pressed on a person's shoulders.

Many people borrow money before going out to work. After all, the agency charges a certain fee, which increases their own pressure.

Yokohama City is not a small city in RB’s remote mountains or corners, but an important part of the Tokyo metropolitan area. The cost of living in Yokohama City is no less expensive than that in the 23rd District of Tokyo.

To be fair, Lin Yaren really has some good looks at this young Korean girl she currently has: "From now on, you will be my master."

"I heard from your accent, I should be a local from Yokohama, right?" Li Yuner asked casually.

"Yes. It seems that you should have been in RB for not long." Lin Yaren found a basic situation from her somewhat crappy Japanese.

Li Yuner did not deliberately conceal her and admitted openly: "That's right. I came to RB to study abroad. Now, I still learn Japanese in a language school. I use my spare time to work in a convenience store."

Lin Yaren has long known that many workers who come to RB work in RB for money under the pretext of studying. She couldn't tell whether her words were true or false.

"Do you live in Qingye District?" Lin Yaren changed into the convenience store uniform and prepared to put his coat into the inner wardrobe.

"Well, where are you?" Li Yuner saw that the other party was about the same age as her, and she started talking to her with the opportunity to practice authentic Japanese.

"I live in Aoba District too. We are all the same." Lin Yaren told the truth.

Li Yuner couldn't help but smile bitterly and blurted out: "How could we be the same? I can live in an old dormitory arranged by the school.
Chapter completed!