It was now around two o'clock in the afternoon. There were not many customers in McDonald's. Sheng Chuncheng was occupying a table alone. When he saw a new customer coming in from behind, carrying a tray, he looked at him and looked at him as he passed by.
I walked over and found another table to sit down at.
Sheng Chuncheng was used to this. He knew that they were not malicious, not discriminatory, but unfamiliar. Most people rarely had the opportunity to have such close contact with blind people. They were a little at a loss and didn't know how to deal with strange things.
They always avoided it habitually. From this avoidance, Sheng Chuncheng could feel how different he was from them as a blind person.
These days, Sheng Chuncheng has felt this subconscious avoidance too many times. From another aspect, it can be said that he, a "blind man", is successful.
Sheng Chuncheng recalled that when he was in the store, including every time his uncle came back from Hangzhou, the children would also show this subconscious avoidance when they saw the blind uncle. They would say hello and hide away from other people.
Room, no more words.
It wasn't until something happened at home that Sheng Chuncheng felt that he and his uncle were really close. Although his uncle was blind, he still felt that there were adults in his family and that he was not so alone and powerless. This feeling made Sheng Chun
I feel quite warm.
Sheng Chuncheng turned down the volume on his phone, clicked Agree, and an interface immediately appeared. The other party was a person named "I want to lose weight" and he couldn't wait to send a voice message.
Sheng Chuncheng clicked on the voicemail, and a timid girl's voice came from inside:
"Excuse me, what are your massage requirements?"
Sheng Chuncheng was stunned for a moment. What are the requirements for massage? This question is a bit strange. Massage is a service industry. It is a service industry where customers have requirements for us. What can we ask for? You just bring a dog here and let me give it to you.
I can also massage.
Sheng Chuncheng thought for a moment and said to the other party: "It depends on your needs. We serve customers."
After a while, the other party came back with another voice message: "Is this a door-to-door service? Does it mean that you are coming to my home?"
Sheng Chuncheng replied: "Yes, we provide door-to-door service."
"Are you blind? Can you do it anytime?"
Sheng Chuncheng thought for a moment and replied: "Yes, I am blind. As for the time, I have to check it because I have many clients. Sometimes there are conflicts in time and I need to make an appointment in advance."
Sheng Chuncheng deliberately sold it as a gimmick.
"So, is it okay tomorrow afternoon?"
"What time is it in the afternoon?" Sheng Chuncheng asked.
"I can do it all afternoon, it's up to you."
"Then let's do it at two o'clock." Sheng Chuncheng said, "Tell me the address."
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After putting down the phone, Sheng Chuncheng felt ecstatic. This was his first client, and it was very clear that what the other client wanted was a real massage, not any other massage. Otherwise, he would not have approached a blind man like him.
It seems that his career can start tomorrow. What makes Sheng Chuncheng most happy is that from the phone call, he can tell that the other party does not know much about the massage industry and is still a novice. Sheng Chuncheng thinks that he can become a blind massager
Teacher, I am also a novice. It just so happens that you are really the natural first customer.
The waiter brought him the meal, and Sheng Chuncheng asked him:
"Handsome guy, where is Jiangnan Mansion? Is it far from here?"
"Not far, just over there, have you seen... Oh, I'm sorry, it's not far across the street. After crossing the road, it's Conba Building. On the other side of Conba Building, it's Jiangnan Avenue, Jiangnan Garden
, it’s just over Jiangnan Avenue, it only takes ten minutes to walk from here,” the waiter said to Sheng Chuncheng.
Returning to the glorious road, Sheng Chuncheng looked back and forth. A few people were walking their own way with their heads lowered. No one paid attention to him. Sheng Chuncheng put away the blind cane and sunglasses and put them in his bag.
inside.
He walked along Guanghui Road and turned right at the big roundabout in front. On the right was the Supor Building and opposite was the Kang Enba Building. Sheng Chuncheng walked to Jianghui Road and turned left. He saw the traffic light of Jiangnan Avenue not far away. He walked to
At the intersection, I saw a large number of high-rise buildings on the opposite side of Jiangnan Avenue, and thought to myself, this must be Jiangnan Mansion.
Sheng Chuncheng passed the traffic light and saw the sign for Jiangnan Haoyuan. He did not go to the gate of the community, but turned and walked towards the bus stop. To be on the safe side, he put on his sunglasses again and opened the blind cane.
He must be careful. They say that they are not afraid of ten thousand, they are afraid of what may happen. When a person is unlucky, everything he encounters is just what if. There is no such thing as ten thousand. If he walks to the gate of the community and walks here, he will bump into something by chance.
As for that "I want to lose weight".
Sheng Chuncheng waited for the bus. Once again, he experienced the benefits of being blind just like when he arrived. When he got on the bus, the driver not only refused to let him buy a ticket, but also shouted at the back:
"Who can give up your seat to this friend?"
Two or three people stood up, and one of them, an old man, pulled Sheng Chuncheng over and sat on his seat. Sheng Chuncheng quickly said thank you, thank you! He felt a little guilty.
He secretly checked the time on his phone and remembered that he wanted to calculate the time from here to home so that he could determine the time to set off tomorrow.
When the car arrived at Jingfang District 2, it was still two stops away from his home. Sheng Chuncheng got off the car, put away his blind cane and sunglasses, found a shared bicycle and rode back.
At noon the next day, Sheng Chuncheng was ready to go out at 12:30. He still had to ride three or four stops away from the community where he lived. Then he put on his sunglasses, opened his blind cane and took the bus.
Ding Huamei and Sheng Chuncheng said that if it opens today, you can either go there on Didi.
Sheng Chuncheng said no, it would cost more than 100 yuan to go there, so it would be in vain. Taking the bus would not cost a penny.
Ding Huamei was worried and wanted to accompany Sheng Chuncheng. She said it was his first time taking an order, so she sent him to the gate of Jiangnan Haoyuan and waited for him there.
Ding Huamei called back to the clinic to ask for leave, but was scolded by her boss, saying that you asked for half an hour yesterday, another half hour today, and now you have to ask for an entire afternoon. What do you mean? Do you not want to work anymore? It doesn't matter.
No need to ask for leave, just don't show up in front of me.
Ding Huamei pursed her lips, and Sheng Chuncheng comforted her and said, "It's okay, there's no need to send her away. I'm going to work, not to die, and I won't let you collect the body."
"Okay then, call me as soon as you come out, do you hear me?" Ding Huamei said, and Sheng Chuncheng nodded repeatedly.
On the way here today, Sheng Chuncheng had already made the trip yesterday. The journey was smooth. After getting off the bus, Sheng Chuncheng walked to the west gate of Jiangnan Mansion. When a security guard saw him, he immediately came over and asked
Where he went, Sheng Chuncheng said there were twelve buildings.
"What's the number of Building Twelve?"
Sheng Chuncheng told him the date.
The security guard turned his head and said to another security guard in the security room: "I'll take him to the fat lady's place."
Another security guard waved.
The security guard led Sheng Chuncheng to Building 12. The unit door was open. The security guard asked Sheng Chuncheng if Xiamao would come (next time). Sheng Chuncheng nodded and said, probably yes.
The security guard was very considerate and told Sheng Chuncheng that if you come back next time, just press this button. This is a visual access control and the door will be opened for you.
He grabbed Sheng Chuncheng's hand and taught him to touch the access control button in that row. He told him which row he wanted to go to and which row from the top he wanted to go to. Do you remember it?
Sheng Chuncheng pretended to remember it hard, recited it once, and then said I remembered it.
The security guard led him in, grabbed his hand, taught him where to find the elevator button, and told him to press the upper button. After saying that, he grabbed his finger and pressed the up button, and the two of them stood waiting.
After a while, the elevator arrived, the elevator door opened, and the security guard walked into the elevator and put one foot against the door to prevent the elevator door from closing.
The security guard also taught Sheng Chuncheng which button from the top he should press. After pressing the floor button, the security guard withdrew.
He stood outside the door and told Sheng Chuncheng that when he heard a ding, the elevator had arrived. When you get out of the elevator, turn left. That's the door on the left.
While the elevator door was not closed, Sheng Chuncheng bowed to the security guard outside the door and said thank you, thank you, brother! This chapter has been completed!
