Chapter 4 The Wonderful Line of Fate
After resting for four hours, Kim Hyun-tae started to wash up after the first clock on the next day. At the same time, he also washed his daughter's face, changed clothes, and made milk powder with diapers.
After everything was settled, it was already 7:30 in the morning.
Kim Hyun-tae, who was ready, started to go out with his daughter on his baby carrier as usual, and rode his second-hand bicycle to the car wash.
On the streets of the community in the early morning, the sun shines through the shade of the trees, and the refreshing and humid atmosphere can make people feel extremely refreshed.
At this time, the gangsters and wandering warblers who had been wandering the streets at midnight had all disappeared. Obviously, these people had gone back to rest, after all, they were not robots.
Kim Hyun Tae likes this time the most, because he can thoroughly enjoy the refreshing morning without seeing those annoying gangsters.
Last night, Kim Hyun-tae sent out dozens of email submissions, and all he needs to do next is to wait patiently, and he can't do anything else.
But Jin Xian is not worried that the novel will not be liked.
Because this is simply a joke, it is impossible for something to happen.
The novel "A Song of Ice and Fire" sold tens of millions of copies in the time and space of the previous life, and this is only the English version without counting the sales of other versions.
Then, in this time and space with a huge population base, it is obviously impossible to sell too badly.
In particular, the quality of this novel is guaranteed because it is a 'pirated version'. Jin Xiantai does not believe that the editors of those publishing houses are blind and cannot tell whether the novel is good or bad.
Therefore, Kim Hyun-tae was not worried about it at all.
As usual, the bicycle was locked on the basketball court tens of meters away from the car wash, and Kim Hyun-tae walked to the car wash with his daughter on his back.
Check in, change clothes, get tools, and then it's busy time.
There is no free time to work here. I have to start work as soon as I go to work in the morning, because many cars have not been washed last night, so Kim Hyun-tae and those old inks who have already arrived have to start working after punching their cards. .
There is absolutely no idle time in work under the capitalist social system, which is completely different from that in China.
Here, if you get the boss’s salary of 10 yuan, at least you have to work for the boss with a salary of 100 yuan. Only in this way can the boss continue to hire you. This is very realistic.
The small owner of the third-generation car park in Dawan has already sat in the office at this time, but compared to the car wash workers outside, he is much more leisurely.
After all, he is the boss, how could he be the same as the car wash worker?
Jin Xiantai didn't pay much attention to this dull-spoken boss, and he didn't know much about him. He was just a part-time worker, and people didn't want to have too much interaction with people like him.
Therefore, except for a few words when receiving his salary every day, Kim Hyun-tae basically doesn't have a word with him.
And that little boss wouldn't be too interested in working girls like Kim Hyun-tae.
At the beginning, Kim Hyun-tae was able to find this job, in fact, it had nothing to do with his serious status. It was also thanks to the alien elementary school student who caused the accident, who got him a serious American ID card and social welfare number. Let Kim Hyun-tae relieve his worries.
Otherwise, even if Kim Hyun-tae wanted to work illegally, it would not be so easy.
In one hour, Jin Xiantai had already washed five cars. It was already past 9 o'clock in the morning. At this time, the number of cars coming to the car wash began to increase, and even queued up.
Seeing such a situation, Kim Hyun-tae knew that he would have to wash for eight hours non-stop today.
He looked at the expressions of those old inks on the left and right, and the basic content of the expressions on their faces was the same as his own. Everyone did not have too much hope for today.
Who wouldn't want to have free time, after all we are all human.
"Hey! Asian boy, my son set up a burrito stand nearby today. How about going to support him during lunch? My son's craftsmanship is very good, and you will definitely be satisfied."
At this time, in another car wash bay, the middle-aged Mo, who was washing a couple of black BMW cars with a water gun, extended an invitation to Kim Hyun-tae.
Jin Xiantai's subordinates kept working and looked up.
The middle-aged Mo, who was wearing a Mexican straw hat, jeans, a plaid shirt, and cowhide boots, was looking at him expectantly.
Jin Xiantai knew this middle-aged man. Although he was not very familiar with this middle-aged old Mo, he still knew that this middle-aged old Mo was called 'Diagor'.
This middle-aged man is a black family, who belongs to Mexicans who smuggled to the United States to make money. There are many people like him in Los Angeles. The U.S. government has nothing to do with them. They can only turn a blind eye. After all, there are many low-paying jobs in the United States that need someone to do them, and these Mexican black workers can just fill these positions.
His salary is lower than that of Kim Hyun-tae, only $4 an hour, but even so, he still gritted his teeth and insisted on working at the car wash.
"Okay, I will go to support at noon."
Anyway, he eats lunch wherever he goes, and Kim Hyun-tae will not fail to give this little face. After withdrawing his thoughts, Kim Hyun-tae responded.
Receiving Kim Hyun-tae's response, Diagor's rough face burst into a smile, and said to Kim Hyun-tae: "Don't worry, my son's craftsmanship is very good, and he won't let you down."
Regarding this, Kim Hyun-tae was noncommittal in his heart.
Anyway, he had nothing to do, so Jin Xiantai chatted with Diagor by the way, and passed the time by the way. Of course, when the two chatted, they didn't stop working at all.
"Is it possible to make money by setting up a stall here? I heard that this is the territory of the Southern California Gang."
As soon as Jin Xiantai opened his mouth, he asked the most important point. To do small business in this territory controlled by Mexican criminals, there is a lot of protection fees to be paid, so can his son make money?
Kim Hyun-tae was a little curious about this.
Diagor had finished flushing the car at this time, and started to wipe the water stains with a dry towel. After hearing the words, he replied: "The profits will be given to them in half, but there are no food stalls in this place, so making money should not be a problem." .”
Obviously, he is confident that his son will make money.
When responding to Kim Hyun-tae, the middle-aged Mo's face was filled with happiness, which made Kim Hyun-tae extremely envious.
Once upon a time, he also had such a happy smile on his face, but since his wife passed away, it seems that he has never smiled like this again.
Time passed quickly, and it was soon time for the noon break. Jin Xiantai handed over the work in hand, and under the leadership of the middle-aged old Mo, he went to his son's burrito stand and bought two burritos.
Trolley-style burrito stands are very common in this part of the United States, and most people who buy snacks on the street use this method to do business.
The street food hawkers who can own that kind of food truck are basically the 'fighters' among the hawkers, and they have status. Most hawkers don't have the capital to buy fast food trucks, so many hawkers use this kind of small push car to do business.
After eating the burritos, Kim Hyun-tae went back to the car wash, used the remaining time to change his daughter's diapers, and filled his daughter with a bottle of milk.
"I really can't imagine that in this time and space of the United States, there is no such junk food as hamburgers. Instead, burritos and American country hot dogs have monopolized the fast food industry."
While breastfeeding his daughter, Kim Hyun-tae was thinking about this funny thing.
Yes, unlike the original space-time earth, this place is not a world of hamburgers, but a series of burritos and hot dogs in the United States have monopolized the fast food industry in the United States, which makes Kim Hyun-tae dumbfounded.
I don't know what's going on, Americans in this time and space like to eat burritos and hot dogs, so this has led to the fact that they monopolize the fast food industry.
It's a pity that whether it's a burrito or a local American hot dog, for Kim Hyun-tae, they are all garbage and can no longer be garbage.
That's no better than a junk hamburger.
Anyway, thinking about this incident made Kim Hyun-tae feel tangled and funny.
At noon, all the people in the car wash went to the snack stand owned by Diego's son to eat burritos, and his father got him a lot of business, which gave him a good start on the first day of opening. .
But the burritos made by Diego's son taste really good, at least Kim Hyun-tae thinks he will have no worries about business in the future.
Moreover, his burritos are very cheap, 1.99 yuan a piece, with meat, pickled cucumber slices and shredded cabbage, and the portion is also sufficient. For such street fast food, it is indeed very attractive to attract There are customers.
After a half-hour break, after lunch, Kim Hyun-tae and everyone continued to start the tedious work again, and it didn't end until 16:00.
Kim Hyun-tae went to the third-generation small boss of Dawan to collect today's salary, and then left the car wash with his daughter.
For this kind of work and this kind of life, Kim Hyun-tae has to persevere even if he is reluctant to do so. Before his novel is published and can be used to make money to bring about economic changes, he has no other choice.
I can only rely on this job and the work of washing dishes in restaurants at night. The salaries earned from these two jobs ensure that I and my daughter have no worries about food and clothing.
When I got home, as usual, I changed my daughter's diapers and made milk powder first, and then prepared dinner for myself.
But today he has one more thing to do, which is to turn on the computer and check if there is any email feedback.
Unfortunately, after seeing his email, Jin Xiantai was very disappointed, because his mailbox was empty, not a single email.
However, he was not discouraged. After all, the manuscript he submitted in the middle of the night yesterday was obviously impossible for those publishers to respond to him so quickly, and it would take a while to complete it.
After closing the e-mail, Kim Hyun-tae continued to work on his dinner.
At this moment, Kim Hyun-tae didn't know that one of the sperm he donated half a year ago for his life was about to be used by others.
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In a luxurious private clinic office in Beverly Hills, there is a man in his mid-twenties, with long silky blond hair, wearing a long black dress, his appearance is a bit cold and arrogant, but he has a delicate and beautiful face The female is holding a document provided by the sperm clinic and carefully checking the contents inside.
This clinic is a clinic that specializes in serving the rich in Beverly Hills. It provides many types of health care services, and even provides services such as artificial insemination for some women with special needs.
And the woman who was looking at the document right now happened to need this kind of service and was willing to pay a lot of money.
"Miss Anne, the provider of this sperm has 100% answered the answer sheet you left and provided, and we have checked his physical quality and found that he also agrees with your request.", sitting woman On the opposite side, a balding middle-aged man in a white coat and gold-rimmed glasses said to her.
The woman blinked her eyes, her long eyelashes fluttered, her blue eyes showed a tangled look, and at the same time, she pointed to a piece of content in the document on her hand with her slender fingers and said in a crisp voice: "But he Is your age too young?"
The middle-aged man in a white coat leaned forward slightly, looked at the message on the woman's finger, and then said: "Sixteen years old is a little younger, but it doesn't matter, anyway, you just need a child, and This boy is the only one who answered the questions you provided, if you are not satisfied..." The middle-aged man shrugged his shoulders after speaking, the meaning was self-evident.
"Miss Anne, the other party is younger because he is younger, but you can also guarantee that such a young man will not cause trouble in the future, right? I think this is a good thing for you."
The woman's blue eyes flickered for a moment, obviously a little moved by what the other party said.
"Okay! But we have to sign an agreement, and you have to guarantee that there will be no trouble in the future." The woman finally made up her mind, but she also put forward a small condition.
The middle-aged man stood up, stretched out his hand to this beautiful woman named Annie, and said, "There is no problem at all."
Afterwards, the two parties signed a guarantee agreement, the woman successfully used the sperm donated by Kim Hyun-tae, and the middle-aged doctor also received a generous benefit.
But this woman named Annie didn't know that the sperm she got came from a man who traveled through the tunnel of time and space and was affected by mysterious energy, and these sperm would have a considerable impact on her own future, so that... Sigh , maybe this is fate...
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