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After all, he is a person who will not get angry even when being teased by his children. Materially life is already so difficult, so as a father he naturally has to work harder in other aspects, such as listening to his children.

"That's no problem..." Seeing that his father also knew Xing Yuanhui, Bai Yin felt that he should be able to guess something, so there was no need to keep it a secret. "But can your family allow it?"

"No problem." Xing Yuanhui smiled. He might not even report to the dean what he was going to do at night in Omazaki. He had strong self-care ability since he was a child, so he could do whatever he wanted. "Sorry to bother you then."

"Then let's go to our house to put the things first." The uncle suggested, "It's closer than your house. Anyway, it takes only a meal, so let's go buy some groceries later."

Hearing this, Baiyin's mouth twitched, thinking, "It seems that the relationship is closer than I thought?" I know where Xingyuan lives.

The uncle walked in front to lead the way, while Xing Yuanhui and Baiyin followed behind and pushed the cart.

A few minutes later, they saw the Shirogane family's cheap townhouse, which looked like a part-time job in the Devil's Town, and there seemed to be a girl with beautiful long white hair parking her car downstairs.

Chapter 8 Let’s have barbecue today

Hearing the sound of rubber tires pressing on the road in front of the yard, the white elf who often disappears in the story looked over.

She turned around, her beautiful silver-white hair swirling in the air, and the lace of the black and white headband hung naturally by her ears, adding some human flavor to this white-haired woman who would not appear in daily life.

There's no way. She really doesn't look like a character that would appear in real life. She is dressed in white, not only her hair is white, but her skin is also white. Not only her skin is white, but her skirt and shirt are also white. Only the collar and tie are black.

This is unimaginable in the eyes of boys. If it is all white, it will get dirty too easily...

But now, she was looking over here with a slightly frowned brow, and her pale blue eyes showed some doubt and coldness.

But how should I put it? I always felt that this coldness was just pretending because she was embarrassed, because she was happy when she saw Baiyin and the uncle, then she was surprised when she saw me, and finally she began to hide her emotions.

Is this the president's sister? Although the hair and eye circles are not alike, the eyes and profile are strangely similar.

Xing Yuanhui began to look between the two people's faces. Baiyin noticed his gaze and felt a little uncomfortable. He scratched his head and continued to push the cart forward.

The uncle led Xing Yuanhui forward with a subtle smile on his face.

Xing Yuanhui, who was following behind, complained in his heart: Hey, as a father, why do you have such a playful expression when looking at the brother and sister? Are they really developing towards Dio?

"Hey, Xiaogui, you came back quite late today. Did anything happen at school?" As the older brother, Baiyin naturally raised his hand and greeted him.

Generally speaking, the first person to go home is Kei Shirogane from Shuchiin Junior High School. Although he also participates in the student union, the power of the junior high school student union is not as great as that of the high school student union. It is more playful in nature, so he has more free time.

But Sister Shirogane did not respond immediately. She just looked at her father behind her brother and the stranger who was also wearing the uniform of Shuchiin High School, paused, and still did not speak.

A gust of wind blew by, and a baseball thrown by some unlucky kid rolled in the small wasteland in front of the apartment. The four of them remained silent.

Isn't it time for a Pokémon battle song?

Xing Yuanhui's eyes moved left and right, observing the family of three, thinking to himself, Sister Baiyin, are your absent-minded temperament and emotions naturally derived?

Don’t tell me that you are also in a situation where your family members don’t know what to say when they meet strangers, and are forced to remain in a stalemate?

The Qiao family gets a once-in-a-lifetime flash, while the Bai family is doomed to get stuck in their mouths when family and friends appear at the same time?

Accompanied by the complaints that Xing Yuanhui couldn't say, she nodded and replied calmly: "Well, Meng Ye came up with an idea today and spent some time at school."

Then she belatedly looked at Xing Yuanhui and the uncle behind Bai Yin and asked, "Are these my brother's friends at school?"

The president thought of something and said hesitantly: "Yes, he is also a friend of my father. He may have dinner at our house today. I wonder if you ..."

The son glanced back, indicating that it was time for his father to speak.

After all, it was you who suggested having a meal. You can't let me bear all the pressure alone, right?

As soon as Baiyin put it to the back, the other two people's eyes also focused on the uncle. The uncle turned his head to take a look, stepped forward and nodded, "Yes, it was me who proposed it. After all, Xingyuan has some very interesting ideas, which gave me a lot of inspiration."

The uncle closed his eyes and brewed a wave of emotions. When he opened his eyes again, he said in a low voice: "After all, you have worked hard over the years, right? For the debt I owe..."

Wow! Xing Yuanhui secretly smacked his lips in amazement - Dio is indeed the one! He easily accomplished something that I couldn't do! He started complaining directly in the second sentence.

Bai Yingui, who was also a little fed up, interrupted and said, "Stop, we are just inviting people to dinner, why are we starting to talk about this?"

She looked at Xing Yuanhui, shrugged and said, "I don't have any objections, but can our family afford the cost of entertaining guests?"

Bai Yingui is now in her rebellious period and is the type of person who attacks people internally but smiles at others. Of course, this does not mean that she does not care about her father and brother.

She was just worried that if she cooked according to the Baiyin family's recipe today, grilled fish and tempura would be fine, at least it was meat, but the miso soup, which was simplified to the point of being almost the same as Jade Jade Soup (cabbage soup with soy sauce), would not be suitable for serving to guests...

“No problem!” The uncle took out a welfare coupon from his pocket, on which one could vaguely see the logo of a certain chain brand supermarket.

"Today, a customer is the owner of the supermarket. To thank me for my advice, he gave me this coupon. I think I can transfer today's food budget to this and buy some other things for barbecue. It will be more than enough for barbecue tonight."

Discount coupons are generally popular in Japanese corporate culture, especially among listed companies, which particularly like to distribute various discount coupons to attract shareholder investment, with a main theme of "surprise" that you may not expect, but I do have.

These discount coupons can cover all aspects of life, from haircuts and ramen noodles to home appliances and even hotel accommodation. As long as you can produce a valid coupon, you can enjoy some benefits.

For example, they might give you an extra side dish when you eat ramen, or give you a 30% discount on your haircut or choose an item under a small amount for free.

Don't be fooled by this appearance, but as long as you are willing to spend time and energy researching these small coupons, you can even survive in Tokyo relying solely on discount coupons. Someone once appeared on TV because of this.

Of course, if you really want to do this, you have to be able to get so many welfare coupons. If you don’t have money to invest and you are not a practitioner in any special industry, then these discount coupons that can clearly play a role will have nothing to do with you. At most, you can only grab those discount coupons on the Internet that you don’t know whether they have been reduced or not.

It seems that the uncle is really lucky. One coupon can be used as 10,000 yen. This kind of coupon is a hot commodity for anyone who exchanges it for it. It is much more direct than the kind that gives you a discount based on the amount of money you spend.

Bai Yingui took the ticket, and the president standing behind her also wanted to see the magical piece of paper that made her father's old tree bloom with smiling flowers.

It only took a moment for the brother and sister to open their eyes wide at the same time, with light in their pupils, filled with surprise and surprise.

They immediately began to divide the work. The younger sister didn't even care that there were outsiders around. She said excitedly: "I'll go back home to prepare the stove and rice. You go buy some vegetables. We need minced garlic, soy sauce, salt..."

The three men looked at each other. Baiyin looked at his sister who was walking away while mumbling, and apologized to Xing Yuanhui: "I'm sorry, Xiaogui hasn't eaten barbecue for a long time. She was a little excited and neglected the etiquette. Please forgive me."

"It's just a small problem." Xing Yuanhui spread his hands and said indifferently, "Actually, it's good like this. It's uncomfortable for me to pay too much attention to etiquette."

"Yuxing, go buy some food other than meat," the uncle suggested with a smile, "like onions or something. You can also go back and see what else you have at home. It's a rare opportunity to eat barbecue. It would be a shame if you find out that something is missing when you sit at the table."

"Leave it to me!" Although the president looked very calm, the upward curve of his mouth corners, the high tone of his voice and the obviously powerful movements had already betrayed him.

Seeing the president hurriedly going upstairs and calling his sister to leave the door open for him, Xing Yuanhui sighed: "It turns out there is something that can make the president so excited."

"Haha." The uncle's eyes were also filled with joy. "It's all my fault. If I could take them out for barbecue every once in a while, they wouldn't be so excited."

"You can't think like that. Occasional happiness is a precious experience in life." Xing Yuanhui took a few steps forward to help Baiyin move the car aside. The student union president was so happy that he didn't realize that his beloved car was blocking the gate of the apartment building.

After Xing Yuanhui moved Bai Yin's car and returned to his own car, he asked, "Where are we going to buy meat later?"

Seeing the boy holding the handlebars, Dio Baiyin answered directly: "It's in a supermarket not far away. You can park the car here first."

The boy nodded, locked his car, looked at the president's car hesitantly and said, "The president's car is not locked, is it okay?"

The uncle waved his hand and said, "It's okay. He will be down soon anyway. Besides, there are not many people around here. The security is good."

The two walked out of the apartment yard together and exchanged pleasantries on the road. Not long after, Baiyin passed them on his bike.

The president said he was going to the vegetable market to buy things, as the things there were cheaper than in the supermarket, so he would not go with them.

Watching the president's back disappear, Xing Yuanhui smiled and said, "Looks like we can get down to business now."

"Business?" The uncle was a little confused. He led Xing Yuanhui around the corner. The commercial street was in front of him. "Can't we talk about live broadcast in front of Yu Xing and the others?"

"Okay, but not this." He looked at the cat "Pig" dozing off on the wall, wondering how it got there, and said, "Remember there's a dojo behind my house? I'm going to tear it down, and I have to go to school, so..."

Xing Yuanhui stopped and said to Dio Baiyin: "Uncle, can you help me with this? The renovation project may take some time."

The uncle smiled and said disapprovingly: "What are you talking about with the professional outsourced worker? Of course, but you are saying it at this time, do you want me to keep it a secret?"

"Yes." Dealing with smart people is fast, Xing Yuanhui confessed, "But this is also an opportunity for you, uncle. I think you have learned some things about live broadcasting, right? Now I can give you some time to broadcast it. After all, knowing more is not as good as saying a few more words in front of the camera and microphone."

Dio Baiyin didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Stop, stop, stop. Do you trust me so much? You haven't even had the interview yet. My job should be more than just staying at your house to live stream, right? Don't I have to start work on the dojo in the back?"

Hearing this, Xing Yuanhui asked with a smile: "Uncle, have you ever worked on a construction site?"

"I did this for a while when I was young, and I have relevant certificates..." He was about to take out his phone to look for his resume when he was stopped by the boy in front of him.

"Then stop talking about this." Xing Yuanhui gave a thumbs up and said indifferently, "Anyway, I believe you can do it!"

"You will be in big trouble in the future if you do this..." The uncle was ashamed, but knew that it was useless to say more. He wondered whether he should work overtime at night to write an anti-fraud form for Xing Yuanhui.

"If you doubt someone, don't employ him. If you doubt him, don't doubt him." Xing Yuanhui showed his leadership style. He slapped his thigh and decided the matter. "It's settled. I'll call you to sign the contract. The remuneration will be calculated normally."

The uncle pinched his forehead, a little embarrassed: "And I seem to have taken advantage of a lot? I just wanted to develop in the live broadcasting field, and someone gave me a job that allows me to slack off legally?"

Xing Yuanhui didn't take it seriously, and took the initiative to walk into the supermarket first, saying as he walked: "After all, you are just a supervisor. If the workers are willing to leave the country, you can even take pictures of their faces, and people will still watch it."

In the era of traffic, we are not afraid of you doing a bad job, but we are afraid of you having no job.

But he thought about it and quickly rejected it: "It might just expose where my home is, so forget it."

The uncle took over the cart in the supermarket and said helplessly: "I really can't do anything about you. I will adjust my working hours by myself when the time comes."

Really, shouldn't you be the one giving me the timetable? Why do you have to make it up yourself?

"But..." The uncle frowned. It was obvious that he was a little hesitant about Xing Yuanhui's gift. It was too generous. "I have a question. Why did you do this?"

If he is just talking about some business predictions in the market, then there is no problem. If he really does what Xing Yuanhui said, he will have time to thank Xing Yuanhui when he becomes successful. The knowledge and predictions he mentioned have already paid a good price.

But now Xing Yuanhui not only gave him a possible way to make money, but also helped him to free up time. Even though supervising the workers' work is indeed necessary, does this job really require hiring someone specifically to do it?

Hearing this, Xing Yuanhui turned his head and looked at the uncle strangely, and said puzzledly: "Of course it's because I know you, and you are living...so so-so."

He shrugged and said frankly, "Perhaps there is indeed a little reason for the president, but I originally wanted to find you to be the supervisor because I don't know many reliable people in Tokyo. In summary, why don't I find someone who already knows where my home is and has rich social experience?

"I'm not asking for alms. I have a lot of things I want to ask you right now, but I haven't said them yet. Uncle, you don't have to look at me with a guilty look on your face."

Xing Yuanhui passed by the fruit area and silently marked the grapes that were popular recently. He planned to sneak back and buy some after buying meat as a gift for the visit.

Any other needs? This made Dio, who had been struggling in society and knew that pie in the sky would not fall, feel a little relieved.

"What is that?" the uncle asked.

"For example, how can I get into the job I want and experience life?" Xing Yuanhui pointed to a book titled "Life in All Its Forms" in the book section. "Also, I want to take a motorcycle driver's license test recently. I wonder if Uncle Baiyin can give me some advice?"

If I go find Quan Jing, that idol fanatic, I might get into trouble. I'd better ask for help from someone else.

Chapter 9 Three major illusions in life

In the morning, the ringing of the bell on the bedside table pierced this beautiful and peaceful moment.

A minute passed, and when it should have shut up to give the person on the bed five minutes to catch his breath, it started playing the prelude at the beginning again, intending to do it all over again.

This time, before the female voice could interrupt her singing, a big hand reached out from under the quilt and silenced her completely.

Xing Yuanhui stood up, looked dazedly at the ceiling that he had become familiar with, and after being stunned for three seconds, he lay down again.

Damn, I got up early today.

As a boy who chases the wind on school days and is a frequent target of the discipline committee and teachers, he should have enjoyed a dozen Golden Experience Requiems in bed before he could sober up.

Forget it, if I close my eyes any longer I’ll oversleep, let’s get up.

After washing up, he drove to the commercial street and found a very conspicuous Chinese breakfast shop. He ordered a cup of soy milk, a basket of steamed dumplings, and a crispy fried dough stick. He found a seat in the store and ate without saying a word.

The time now was still a little earlier than usual, but the city was slowly coming alive. Sangenjaya, famous for its "busy atmosphere" in Tokyo, began to come alive on the streets, and the air was faintly filled with the smell of miso soup.

After eating, Xing Yuanhui set off. He walked out of the store leisurely, propped up his arms and stretched his waist. Before he put them down, a simple bicycle stopped in front of him. It was the president.

"Good morning." He raised his hand to greet her, and said with a sigh, "Yesterday I was complaining that I had never seen him even though we lived in the Sangenjaya area, but today I met him. Are you having breakfast?"

"Well, President, would you like to try fried dough sticks with soy milk? The owner of this shop is from Guangzhou, and it's absolutely authentic." Xing Yuanhui moved aside slightly, revealing the display cabinet next to the door.

The fried dough sticks next to the oil pan are an attractive golden color and you can smell the aroma of wheat.

The president declined, "No, I've already eaten at home. Let's talk about it next time we have a chance."

He glanced at the clock in the store and said quickly, "Let's get on the road first, otherwise time will be too tight."

"Okay, okay..." Xing Yuanhui answered perfunctorily.

He originally wanted to go to the vegetable market, after all, it was rare to get up so early.

Going to school? Isn't the wall beside the yard spacious? Just drive up! We take the shortest route!

However, these cannot be told to the president. Xing Yuanhui got in the car and set off on the long journey to school with Baiyin.

On the way, Bai Yin asked, "By the way, Xing Yuan, why do you want to go to work?"

He looked at Xing Yuanhui and guessed, "Could it be that he has run out of pocket money?"

Every member of the Baiyin family is a part-time worker. The fields covered by the student group and the uncle group are not quite the same. If you want the most comprehensive part-time job consultation, the president's help is indispensable.

Yesterday's barbecue feast was very enjoyable. Even Bai Yingui, who was the least familiar with him, had a pleasant conversation with him. Although it was not certain whether this attitude was caused by the expensive gift he bought for visiting, the four of them did have a happy dinner time.

As for eating, eating alone is just for the sake of convenience. Only when you eat with a group of people and chat while eating can the atmosphere be created.