Chapter 444 Another Female Classmate

Feng Yiping looked back, and there was a girl standing by the sidewalk, under the dim street lamps and the changing lights of the porridge shop signboard, she couldn't see clearly, she was vaguely one of the few dishwashing girls who just glanced at her. One.

"You are?" he paused to ask.

"It's really you?" The girl took a few steps forward, "Don't you know me?"

The voice seemed familiar, Feng Yiping leaned over to look at it for a while, and then tentatively called out a name, "Wen Hong?"

"It's me, you can't recognize it!" Wen Hong took off the slightly yellowed chef's hat on her head, brushed away a few strands of hair sticking to her forehead with the back of her hand, and smiled wearily.

It's not that I can't recognize it, it's that I don't dare to recognize it.

The Wen Hong in front of her was completely different from her deskmate in junior high school.

She is thinner than before, with a strong smell of oily smoke on her body, and she is not dressed as well as when she was in school. Inside is a yellow, crumpled shirt, and the sweat on the collar can be clearly seen. Outside the shirt, there was a thin black cardigan sweater that looked very cheap at first glance, an apron, and a pair of black rain boots on his feet, making him look old-fashioned and sloppy.

No matter how you look at it, she doesn't look like a twenty-year-old girl.

The important thing is not these. At first glance, not only her face is very tired, but even her eyes are deeply tired. This kind of exhaustion is not only the result of exhaustion of physical strength, but also exhaustion of mental energy. It's just a sense of sadness.

At this time, seeing Feng Yiping, a male student who was not close to him at school, gave him a little more excitement.

"You work here?" At this moment, Feng Yiping didn't know what to say.

"Yes," Wen Hong pointed to those who were washing dishes around the big plastic basin, and looked up at the girls here from time to time and said, "Dishwasher, how about you, come to eat?"

"Feng Yiping, hurry up and find a good seat," Zheng Jiayi and Jin Lingjin's house was full of people, they said something, but they didn't hear an answer, and looked back, eh, where are the others?

"It's over there," Jin Ling pointed to the way he came.

"Are you okay?" Zheng Jiayi took Jin Ling and walked back quickly.

"Your friend is here," Wen Hong watched as the two girls who were with Feng Yiping were walking this way.

"Wait for me," Feng Yiping said to her, ran over to meet those two, and took a few steps towards the restaurant they were looking for. At this time, these two well-dressed Girl, it's better not to meet Wen Hong.

"What's the matter? An acquaintance?" Zheng Jiayi poked her head and looked over there, while Wen Hong put on her hat again and retreated to the dark place.

"Yes, I'm sorry Jiayi, I may not be able to accompany you guys,"

"What's the matter?" Jin Ling glanced over there and asked.

"Well, you guys go back later, don't wait for me,"

"That car is for you," Jin Ling didn't ask why.

"No, I'll take a taxi when we arrive." How can the two girls take a taxi so late.

"I'll give you this car. I'll ask them to drive Coaster to pick us up, and Xiao Fan will go back with us." Jin Ling said without refusal.

"Okay then." Also, at this time, it's really inconvenient to take a taxi.

"Go and eat, see you tomorrow," Feng Yiping finished his confession, then turned and walked towards Wen Hong.

Zheng Jiayi still wanted to follow, but was stopped by Jin Ling, "You are so mysterious, she is still a girl, do you know what's going on, Miss Jin?"

"Don't worry, he can handle everything, let's think about what to eat later,"

"Oh," Zheng Jiayi was a little unhappy, looking back while walking, "Are you really all right?"

"I'm sorry, you should be busy, so I won't delay your work, and I haven't finished it yet," Wen Hong rubbed her hands and said.

"It's okay, my affairs don't matter. I haven't seen you in so many years. It's very rare to meet here. By the way, what time do you get off work?"

"Usually after two o'clock,"

"Can I ask for leave?" Feng Yiping asked.

"Can't ask for leave,"

While we were talking here, someone called from the dishwashing place, "Xia Qiu, what are you doing? Don't you know that the kitchen is waiting for the dishes? You are still chatting here, don't you want to do it?"

Walking from the back door was a stern-faced young woman in uniform, wearing a badge and holding a notebook in her hand. It seemed that she was talking about Wen Hong.

"Xiaqiu?"

"My name," Wen Hong said, and ran past Feng Yiping, "I'm sorry, manager."

"I'm sorry, is it useful? It's a busy time. If you don't have a bowl, you let the guests eat with your hands. Why don't you go back soon? Let me tell you, if this happens again, you will leave me. Also, this month The bonus will be deducted by 100."

Wen Hong didn't dare to tell any more, she nodded awkwardly, glanced at Feng Yiping, then lowered her head and walked towards the dishwashing workers who looked like quails now.

The manager even glanced at Feng Yiping a few times. Fortunately, he didn't even scold him, but when he passed by him, he naturally didn't have a good face and even snorted.

"Manager, I'm sorry, Xia Qiu and I are old classmates, we haven't seen each other for several years, so we just chatted for a while, can you accommodate me so that the bonus will not be deducted?"

"What about classmates? It's working hours now, and it doesn't matter if family members come. Besides, how to deal with it is our business. Also, sir, if you don't eat, don't affect the work of our employees,"

"I'm sorry, manager," Wen Hong didn't want her classmates to be blamed, so she ran over to apologize immediately, "My classmates will leave right away."

"Yiping, go get busy first. I'm fine here. Also, I don't go to work until ten o'clock at noon. Can you leave your phone?" It seems that Wen Hong really has something to say to him.

Walk? Feng Yiping just didn't leave now.

The manager's criticisms of Wen Hong, apart from being a little harsher and arbitrarily deducting bonuses, can actually hold water. However, after Feng Yiping's explanation, he was still so unreasonable, which really annoyed Feng Yiping, a good-tempered person. , Don't treat yourself as Bao Gong who is not recognized by your relatives just because of your dark face.

He took out 300 yuan from his wallet, "Supper, takeaway," and glanced at the light box sign outside the door. You can figure it out, and my classmate dragged me to your store to spend, so she doesn't need to deduct her bonus!"

The manager looked at the money in Feng Yiping's hand and didn't take it. Since he was Xia Qiu's classmate, he was just a country bumpkin from out of town, and he still pretended to be rich in front of me?

At this time, the driver Xiao Fan arrived in good time and handed the car keys to Feng Yiping, "Boss Feng, the car keys, do you really not need me to drive later?"

"No, I just ordered some late-night snacks, see what else you want, and take them home for those at home."

The female manager saw the BMW logo on the car key, and immediately took the money from Feng Yiping with a smile, "Oh, so that's what happened? I'm sorry Xia Qiu, I blamed you wrong, it's okay, you can chat with your classmates more, Bonuses will not be withheld."

She took Xiao Fan in through the front door, probably inevitably inquiring about Feng Yiping's identity.

Although the manager said that we could chat for a while, Wen Hong still consciously walked towards the back door, "I'm sorry to cost you, I'll pay you back the money later, but it's really unnecessary, our manager is actually a bit more talkative,"

"It's okay, I just want to buy it, how long have you been working here?"

Wen Hong was still sitting on the small stool washing the dishes, and Feng Yiping squatted aside without hesitation, regardless of the girls and aunts next to them who kept looking at them.

"I've only been working here for a few days," Wen Hong smiled wryly.

"Do you work from ten in the morning to two in the evening?"

"I can rest for two hours in the afternoon,"

That is about twelve hours a day, "How much is the salary?" Feng Yiping thought for a while, and then asked.

"My fixed salary is eight hundred," Wen Hong whispered.

"What about the bonus? Five hundred?"

An old woman next to her smiled and chimed in, "Her price is the lowest, three hundred yuan,"

"why?"

"I don't have any documents," Wen Hong said, her eyes were a little red.

Working 12 hours a day, and after a month of hard work, it is estimated that you can get less than 1,000 yuan, so what else do you do?

Feng Yiping pulled her up, "Come on, don't do it, I'll find you a job,"

"No, Yiping, the restaurant still includes food and lodging," Wen Hong wanted to pull Feng Yiping's hand away, but when she saw the foam in her hand, she shrank back for fear of staining his clothes.

"Don't worry, the job I found for you also includes food and lodging. Where do you live, take me there now," Feng Yiping said without allowing her to refuse, "Also, do you want to swear back what your manager usually scolded you?" ?”