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Tang Yu ...

Song Zhixing bit her lip. Why do you think of him again?

Obviously she has moved out now. She can breathe freely and do all the things she wants freely. No one will point her finger at the east and west, so she shouldn't think about him again.

Song Zhixing took a deep breath and shook his head, shaking the person out of his mind. Get back up to work.

Song Zhixing found a part-time job in a large sauna.

For 30 yuan an hour, you can do five hours a day on the weekend and earn 150 yuan. It specializes in errands such as hand towels and cold water for guests.

From small to large, Song Zhixing has been waited on by others. She has never done such a job of waiting for others, so it was difficult to adapt at first.

"Hey! Newcomer, get 10 bath towels and hats in room 2!"

Song Zhixing did not send any water until he turned his head and immediately responded, "Okay, come now!"

"Hurry up!" The foreman urged.

The temperature in the sauna room was already high, and Song Zhixing was so hot that he was sweaty, but he didn't care to wipe it, and immediately went to the disinfection room to take a bath towel.

Holding out 10 large bath towels, the foreman put two stacks of fruit trays on top.

Song Zhixing had never done heavy work before, he could not carry his hands, and he could not carry his shoulders. These ten bath towels were heavy enough. Now adding fruit bowls, it was even worse. She has some shaky hands. The foreman glared at her, "You have to hold me steady! If it's overturned, you'll have to pay for it! A fruit plate of 300."

Song Zhixing gritted his teeth and stabilized, "Where's the fruit plate?"

"Number 5."

She turned and walked to room 5. The dripping sweat from her face to her lips felt bitter and astringent.

She had asthma, and her breathing was not stable, but she could only hold it.

For almost 4 hours, she almost ran non-stop, and didn't even have a drink to take a good sip. For the first time, I found that making money was so difficult and hard.

So, does Tang Yu make money so hard?

Don't think so.

He is so shrewd and so wise that he lacks the means and channels to make money.

Song Zhixing sighed, and found himself inexplicably remembering him again, feeling a lot of gloom for a while.

I took a cup and looked up and drank several mouthfuls of cold water to cushion my stomach. She didn't even have breakfast in the morning, and after such a high-intensity work, she is now hungry.

"Star of Song!" The door of the lounge was snapped. "Don't be lazy, hurry up! This is the first day to work!"

"Oh, here it is!" Song Zhixing gritted his teeth, exhaled, holding back his discomfort, lowered the glass, opened the door and went out.

"Don't be embarrassed, cheer up." The foreman glanced at her.

Song Zhixing usually doesn't have such a good temper and can be slaughtered by others, but now she is a newcomer, and the other party is a leader. For the 150 yuan, she has to swallow.

When I was about to go to work, I heard the welcome voice of Miss Yingbin outside:

"Sir, please inside! Are there eight in all?"

"Ok."

Song Zhixing was about to go busy, because he heard the single word and paused.

The sound ...

how is this possible?

How could he come in such a place?

Although the environment of this sauna is not bad, it is still a place for mass consumption. A group of people are wobbly wearing low-quality disposable clothing and sitting there sweating. This is definitely not a picture that Tang Yu can tolerate.

However, just when she was lost, a group of people had already stepped in.

The one she thought was impossible to show up was walking in front of the crowd at this moment.

Followed by Du Hui, and 6 other people, all bosses. One by one, all suits and leather shoes, as soon as they appeared here, they attracted everyone's attention.

They are at odds with here.

"Welcome and welcome! Let's rest in the VIP room for a while, and we will prepare the clothes immediately!" The foreman is a very comfy person, changed his arrogant attitude towards Song Zhixing and immediately took a step forward.

The words were spoken by Tang Yu.

She is usually well-informed and human-like. Of course, at a glance, Tang Yu is definitely not an ordinary person.

Tang Yu faintly bowed his head and followed the foreman to go inside. Song Zhixing stood aside because he was so surprised that he forgot to look away from him for a while. Seems to feel her gaze, Tang Yu's eyes projected towards her. Looking at each other, she wanted to avoid him subconsciously, but before he could turn his face away, he had taken the lead to look away from him and stopped looking at her more.

On his face, there were no mood swings.

His eyes were even colder, even strange. As if he didn't know her at all.

Song Zhixing froze, and his heart became cold for no reason.

Until he stood upright along her shoulders and passed by, she never recovered.

"Well, I said, Song Zhixing, what are you trying to do! Hurry up and prepare eight sets of clothes, and still want the guests to wait for you?" The foreman's voice roared, and Song Zhixing suddenly recovered. She looked up, looked at those backs, and heard the foreman apologize: "Sorry, gentlemen, this is a newcomer.

Tang Yu didn't say anything. Song Zhixing can only see his back, but not his expression at this moment.

However, when she was trained in front of Tang Yu, she still felt embarrassed. Biting his lip, he turned and walked to the clothing room.

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Song Zhixing took eight suits to the VIP room. When he entered, the waiter was entertaining him carefully.

No one spoke in the whole room, very quiet.

Tang Yu sat on the main seat, staring out of the window with a gloomy look, his expression difficult to distinguish. Everyone else glanced at him from time to time, as if considering what he meant. Did n’t these two grandpas come to this place just for the sauna?

Song Zhixing couldn't imagine what he would look like in a sauna here. However, since he doesn't know himself at all, he doesn't know it! Best, never know!

She thought indignantly, and she was a little bit grumpy. "Sir, these are your clothes. The dressing room is next to you. Please, please, I will not disturb."

The tone is not good. Song Zhixing put down his clothes and turned to leave.

What Du Hui wanted to say, looked at someone still outside the window, but he didn't say anything.

But in the next moment, the star of Song opened the door ...

"Wait." A somber voice sounded unhurriedly.

She didn't wait. Why wait? Don't you know her?

"Call you! Haven't you heard?" The foreman pulled her back and stared at her secretly.

Tang Yu's look didn't change much, just stood up from the main seat leisurely, "Take me to the dressing room."