"We're here, let's go to the clinic first!" Ouya said sweetly.
Zhang Heng nodded, but couldn't help but ask: "Why are you so familiar with this film?"
"Oh, I used to work on the eighth floor above, but I resigned after only working there for more than a month!" Ouya explained.
Seeing that Ou Ya didn't want to say more, Zhang Heng didn't ask any more questions. He came out of the clinic not long after. Looking at the prescribed medicine in his hand, it actually cost more than fifty. This was the result of his determination not to give an intravenous drip.
I can’t help but feel nostalgic for Spring Tribe Witch’s herbs. Although the taste is very bitter, the effect is very powerful. The key is not to spend such unnecessary money!
"I just told you to calm down. If you are injured, you have to spend money for medical treatment. Fighting will not solve the problem." Ou Ya said.
Zhang Heng shook his head. He could understand but couldn't agree. He also had his own insistence.
Unexpectedly, Ouya said again: "But you were so awesome just now, no wonder you were able to apply for the job. Yesterday I thought you were connected."
"What's the relationship?" Zhang Heng asked doubtfully, and the two of them walked towards the tea restaurant not far ahead!
"Mr. Fu, I see you and Mr. Fu are quite familiar with each other." Ouya said casually.
Zhang Heng suddenly realized that he was talking about Fu Mei, and replied: "We know her, but I'm not familiar with her!"
Ou Ya was stunned for a moment. Zhang Heng's tone didn't sound like he was lying, but why did she feel different? She had already arrived at the store and didn't ask any more questions.
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"Young man, this is a rare visitor, haha." As soon as he entered the store, the old man came over to greet him.
It made Zhang Heng a little embarrassed. He just said yesterday that he wouldn't come. Before he could reply, the old man said again: "Please come inside. I'm treating you today. Young man, what happened to your hand? Are you injured?"
Ou Ya suddenly said, "He, he hurt himself..." Then he told the scene just now, and at the end he said, "Zhang Heng wants to treat me to dinner today, you better keep it."
Please come next time!”
The old man was shocked. It seemed that he had guessed correctly last time. This young man was definitely not so shy.
Zhang Heng was really hungry at this time. After sitting down, he simply ordered the braised pork rice that he had eaten yesterday. Only then did he realize that he seemed to want guests to be invited first and said quickly: "Ouya, you can order whatever you like.
I've agreed to treat you, so don't be polite!"
"Then you're welcome. I want a beef brisket rice and a glass of vegetable juice. Zhang Heng, what do you want to drink?" Ouya asked.
Zhang Heng really didn't know what to drink. He had only had a few drinks, so he said: "Whatever!"
"How about I order you a cup of original milk tea?" Ouya said.
"Okay!" Zhang Heng nodded. Looking at the list, he found that both of the things Ou Ya ordered were not expensive.
The old man also nodded. He smelled the smell of blood again. This time it was more real. It was not on the opponent's palm, but on the chest. The smell was indescribable. He couldn't help but look at it carefully, and suddenly found that it was on the opponent's neck.
There is a very thin red rope, it must be hanging on something.
"Boss, we've ordered."
"Okay, I'll be here soon." The old man came back to his senses and left quickly.
But after explaining something at the front desk, he went to the inner room alone, quickly dialed a phone number, and said: "Check for me, who was the thief who was beaten on the No. 4 bus just now?"
, I want to go through it in detail. I'm wrong. Who asked you to cause trouble for beating someone? The person who beat him is in my shop. Don't let anyone come to check for me. This matter is over like this. I just need to pass by."
After hanging up the phone, the old man laughed to himself, wondering how he could still be so angry despite his age. He then lit up a cigarette and only smoked half of it before the phone rang, "Well, you go ahead and I'll listen."
After a while, the old man murmured: "Good guy, I have a concussion, a fractured right arm, three broken sternums, a daze, and I think he was seriously frightened... It was just a punch and a punch, and the second punch was deliberately missed."
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"That young man Zhang Heng seems to be a master of using knives. He hasn't even pulled out the butcher's knife yet!" The old man nodded heavily. It seems that Dongmei Club has hired a great young man. I just don't know if Boss Shang is.
Know the details of the young man.
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After sitting down, Zhang Heng felt a little embarrassed. The seats here were beautifully designed, but also looked very elegant. The backrest of the sofa was very high, blocking the view of other tables. The two sat opposite each other, and Zhang Heng only saw
You can see Eurasia and the back of the chair opposite!
Upon closer inspection, I discovered that Ouya has a baby face, with some baby fat, and her face is so tender that it looks like you can pinch water out of it. But judging from her conversation, she must be over twenty years old, and she is wearing a white T-shirt.
Wearing jeans, long hair tied back, big eyes, a small nose, bright eyes and white teeth, a hint of bangs slanted, making her face a little more delicate, making her look much fresher than what she wore yesterday.
Unexpectedly, Ouya suddenly asked: "What are you looking at?"
"No, I just think your name is relatively rare." Zhang Heng said vaguely, not because he was excited, but because he was used to looking at the people nearby in the original space.
"You're still telling me that your name is the same as the name of the ancient inventor Zhang Heng." Ouya asked in return.
Zhang Heng was stunned, and it was indeed the case, but that was not how he got his name. His generation was Heng, and he was Xiaojiu, so he simply took the name Zhang Heng.
"This is a celebrity from our Zhang family. Where is your Ou family?" Zhang Heng said with a smile.
"Ouyang Feng, isn't he a celebrity?" Ouya said with a smile.
Zhang Heng smiled bitterly, but for a moment he didn't know how to answer the call. He was still not used to this kind of scene of being alone with the opposite sex. Fortunately, the food came at this time, and the speed was really good. This is a fast food restaurant often shown on TV, right?
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"Young man, I've increased the amount for you, but the price remains the same. I paid for this meal, but you will have to pay for it if you come again in the future." The old man said with a smile.
Zhang Heng wanted to take the money immediately, but the old man insisted on not taking it. After pushing for a while, Zhang Heng stopped insisting. He was not used to this kind of money pushing, so he thought that he would just spend money occasionally in the future.
The old man said to himself, "It's a lot of strength, but it's strange that this young man only has calluses on the back of his hands, but his palms are relatively smooth. It's strange, how come it's just the opposite of how he often uses a knife."
As soon as the old man left, Ou Ya whispered: "Zhang Heng, you are so popular. You can pass the interview with your resume. Yesterday I came to buy a lunch box and today the boss insisted on inviting you back. Tell me, do you have any secrets?"
?”
Zhang Heng was stunned for a moment, it seemed that this was what happened, but he was also confused. He could only sigh that there are many good people outside, and replied: "I don't know what's going on?"
Ou Ya suddenly realized that the Zhang Heng in front of her was a bit naturally cute. Did she go the wrong route? The cute route is no longer popular? Is being cute the mainstream?
Zhang Heng didn't care so much and just ate big gulps. This was a habit developed in the primitive space. Eating is all about speed. As a result, after he quickly finished the big plate of food and drank up the milk tea, he was smacking his lips.
, only to realize that Ouya across the street had only eaten a few bites.
He quickly said awkwardly: "You eat slowly, I always eat quickly!"
"I don't understand the style!" Ouya said to himself, but replied with a smile: "It's okay, boys eat quickly to be free and easy!"
Zhang Heng heard similar words from his grandmother. The villagers said: "Men need force when eating, and women need to count when eating."
He smiled and had a very good impression of Eurasia, but the wait lasted only ten minutes. Fortunately, it was still early. After dinner, Zhang Heng imagined what it would be like when he went to work, and unknowingly, the two of them went to work.
Went upstairs to the club.
The hall outside has been decorated, with flower baskets placed at the door, etc. It looks very happy!
"Zhang Heng, you're here just in time. Come over and try the work clothes to see if they fit." It was Fu Mei's voice.
Zhang Heng glanced at Ouya, who whispered: "Go quickly, we are free to chat."
Zhang Heng nodded and walked forward. As he approached, Fu Mei asked in a low voice: "Are you familiar with Ouya?"
"No, we just met on the bus." Zhang Heng said honestly, but the process was too troublesome, so he didn't explain much.
"Well, come in with me quickly and I'll take you to your office." Fu Mei said cheerfully. Her personality was different from her usual one when she was working, and she was much more serious.
"Office?" Zhang Heng asked doubtfully.
"Haha, I specially applied for you. From now on, you will be in the same office as the customer service. If you need anything, the customer service can easily call you. When you are free, you can surf the Internet in the office. How about it? The job my sister introduced to you is very good, isn't it?
." Fu Mei hummed.
Zhang Heng nodded, "That's good," but he still couldn't call out his sister. Even though the car had changed a lot compared to when he first came out, it was still difficult to say it out.
Zhang Heng was shocked when he arrived at the office. There were six separated desks, and there were actually six computers, and they were all Ye Jing's, not the big-headed computer monitors used in the school.
"Okay, your position is at the very back. You know how to use a computer. This is the club's internal group number. You can add it up later. If anything happens, I will notify you directly in the group!" Fu Mei added.
When Zhang Heng heard this, he said sheepishly: "I can turn on and off the computer, and I can type simple words. The school computer cannot access the Internet. What is a group account? Is it a deduction? I haven't had a deduction!"
"Phew!" Fu Meile said with a loud laugh: "I've finally convinced you. You go to the front to change clothes. I'll teach you how to surf the Internet later."
"Are you really willing to teach me how to surf the Internet?" Zhang Heng was overjoyed. He was still thinking about this in the morning. He didn't expect to be so lucky. He would be able to surf the Internet right away. Is it possible to contact the squad leader? Unfortunately, he didn't know the squad leader's instructions.
Number.
"I can also lie to you about a kid. Go change your clothes quickly. I'll turn on the computer right away." Fu Mei said and pointed to the clothes on the table, which were brand new and black.
Zhang Heng nodded vigorously, and thinking of what his mother had said before, he simply said: "Fu Mei, I want to treat you to dinner. Thank you for introducing me to such a good job."
Fu Mei was taken aback for a moment, then she held her hands on her hanging soft hair, revealing a slightly charming face, and said with a smile: "It's rare, it's really rare, okay, you can treat me to a drink in the afternoon."
"Okay!" Zhang Heng nodded heavily, then carried his clothes and went to the dressing room...
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