Chapter 667 New Year’s Takeaway

The weather is getting colder and colder, and the Chinese New Year is getting closer, but Yuanzhou's shop is still open as usual.

No, as soon as the diners discovered that Zhou Jia and Mu Xiaoyun didn't come to work, Yuanzhou's shop opened its door.

With a "crash" sound, Yuanzhou pulled up the rolling shutter door.

"Good morning, Boss Yuan." Ma Zhida was the first to say hello.

"Morning." Yuan Zhou nodded, then turned sideways to let people in.

"Why did you open the door yourself today?" Wu Hai asked as he walked in.

"Let them go back to celebrate the New Year." Yuan Zhou replied without turning his head.

"It's true." Wu Hai muttered without saying much.

"Boss Yuan, do you have a holiday for the New Year?" Ma Zhida was the first to ask the question that everyone was concerned about.

"On the 30th and the first day of the Lunar New Year, we all go home to spend time with our relatives, and there are no guests." Yuanzhou thought for a while and did not answer directly, but said this.

"Is there anyone who is not sure, that is, unsure?" Mazhida asked.

"Yes." Yuan Zhou nodded.

"It's not the first day of the 30th day yet. It seems we can still have a few more meals." The diners who followed in immediately squinted their eyes and smiled.

"No, I feel a little flustered when I think about not being able to eat for a long time." Another diner said.

"I'm still here on the first day of my thirtieth year. I've always been here." Wu Hai said anxiously to Yuan Zhou.

You know that he won't go back to celebrate the New Year, so you have to tell Yuan Zhou, otherwise it will be bad if you don't have food to eat.

"Zheng Jiawei will look for you." Yuan Zhou said calmly.

"That's different." Wu Hai waved his hand, indicating that he didn't care about this.

"Your sister will tie you up." Yuan Zhou added.

Wu Hai was momentarily speechless: "..."

The ten people who came in the store were eating breakfast and discussing the New Year's break, but something else was discussed outside the store.

"Shutan, as soon as Boss Yuan opened the door, everyone on the street became popular.

Not so cold anymore. "A diner said with his eyebrows widened.

"No, it's more comfortable even standing in line." The diners behind him immediately echoed.

"I don't know what kind of air conditioner Boss Yuan has turned on. It's really warm." The diner shrugged his shoulders and said with satisfaction.

While everyone else was discussing the air conditioner in Yuanzhou's store, someone suddenly made a sound in surprise.

"Eh? Why are you here?" The person who spoke was Zhao Yingjun.

Zhao Yingjun said to a man wearing dark blue cotton clothes with a surprised look on his face. God's knowledge game

"Who are you?" The man looks very young, with bright eyes. He is not particularly white. He looks like he often runs outside.

"I'm the programmer, the one on the building over there." Zhao Yingjun pointed to the tall building in front of him and said.

"Hello." The young man still didn't seem to remember, but he greeted politely.

After all, he often goes to that building and works there, so he may have actually seen it.

"Are you here to deliver food?" Zhao Yingjun asked tentatively.

This young man is a food delivery specialist, which is why Zhao Yingjun knows him.

Because this delivery boy might be in charge of this area, Zhao Yingjun often saw him coming to the company to deliver food, and even said hello a few times.

"Oh, are you from that digital company?" Now the young man finally remembered and said in realization.

"Yes, who ordered takeout here? Delivered it so early?" Zhao Yingjun nodded, and then asked doubtfully.

"Your line of work is really hard. You have to run around early in the morning." Zhao Yingjun said with emotion without waiting for anyone to answer.

"It's really hard, but no one ordered takeout today. I came here to eat." The young man shook his head and said with a smile.

"Um, you come here to eat?" Zhao Yingjun was a little confused.

Zhao Yingjun didn't know about the others, but the monthly salary of a food delivery person would definitely not be as much as his. Even if he couldn't come a few times a month, he felt distressed. After all, the food in Yuanzhou's store was really not cheap.

"Yes, Boss Yuan's food here is particularly delicious." The young man nodded seriously.

"Young man, you guys who make takeaways haven't taken your annual vacation yet?" someone asked among the diners who heard the conversation.

"Of course not. Someone has to stay behind. I am the one staying behind today." The young man nodded.

"This is too hard." Zhao Yingjun frowned and looked at the young man with some sympathy.

"It's okay." The young man shrugged, looking very used to it.

"What's the matter? You guys come and go in the wind and rain, you have to work overtime at night, run so many times a day, and it's so cold today." A girl in line couldn't help but said immediately.

"Uh." The young man suddenly got stuck and didn't know how to answer.

On the other hand, the people queuing up next to me were deeply impressed. After all, the people who come to Yuanzhou’s store to eat are either elites or white-collar workers, and takeout is really indispensable on weekdays.

When it comes to takeout, everyone has something to say, because the theme of recent reports is the hardship of takeout, so naturally everyone talks about this aspect.

You said something to me, and the young man who was talking about the delivery boy was a little embarrassed. my black knight

"It's been too cold recently. The guy who delivered the food to me that day had to deliver it already at 11pm." Zhao Yingjun added.

"It's not that exaggerated. It's all work." The young man couldn't help scratching his head.

"Why not? It's really hard to make takeaways now." The girl just retorted.

"It's hard work. It makes me embarrassed to order takeout in the future."

"If you don't order takeout, what will you eat?"

There was sympathy in everyone's conversation.

"No, no, no, that's not the case." The young man couldn't help but said loudly.

"What's that like?" the young man shouted, and the other diners couldn't help but look back at him, and several asked in unison.

"That eleven o'clock takeaway was delivered by me." The young man backed away nervously before speaking to Zhao Yingjun.

"Yes, yes, it is indeed you." Zhao Yingjun nodded affirmatively.

"That day was my last takeout order. I could go back to rest after I delivered it, but you must have been working for a long time after eating the takeout. After all, you didn't even raise your head when I left." The young man said.

"I worked a lot of overtime during the New Year. I worked overtime until three o'clock that day, so I slept in the company." Zhao Yingjun nodded.

"You work, and we work too, but the work is different. I deliver food to you, but I am busiest when it's time to eat. Other times are fine, but I see that you often work overtime, so it's pretty much the same." Young Only now did the man express his opinion.

"Just like if you come to have a meal with Boss Yuan after work, will you feel sorry for Boss Yuan?" the young man asked directly.

At this time, the diners realized that although they did not directly say that the takeout was pitiful, that was what they meant, but they were ordered directly by the young man.

The diners looked at each other and didn't speak for a while.

"So, it's all work, and the ups and downs are also part of the job. I also think it's not easy to be a waiter. You have to greet people with a smile every day. Nothing is easy when you go out to make money, so there is nothing to feel sympathy for. I I don’t think there’s any sympathy.”

When the young man said this, everyone was speechless. Indeed, it was not easy for anyone.

"Boss Yuan's food here is delicious, but it's a bit expensive. But if you work to earn money, you have to reward yourself, so I'm here to have breakfast." The young man answered Zhao Yingjun's question this time.

Zhao Yingjun was the first to ask and the first to turn the corner.

This is indeed the case, even if the person in front of him does not earn as much as he does, the prerequisite for calling for respect is to be treated equally, so the takeaways do not need extra sympathy, because their work is the same as everyone else's work.

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