In late autumn in Paris, it's cloudy and rainy. The breeze sang the prelude of winter, so that people in the street hugged themselves and hurried.
"Please make way, please make way. My car has no brakes!" a burst of Chinese shouts came from a distance. Although most people don't understand the Chinese meaning, the jingling sound makes many people project their eyes.
An Asian girl, holding the handlebar in one hand and the mobile phone in the other hand, rowed and pulled on it from time to time. A tottering takeout box was tied to the back shelf of the car.
"Excuse me, it's too late!" she looked at the phone number displayed on her mobile phone and pedaled her bike anxiously, but the master's bicycle didn't seem to care about her anxiety.
"Manager, it's the manager. I'll be there in a minute! Just now, there was a traffic jam."
The voice of swearing at the other end of the microphone can be heard without opening the external amplifier. The girl couldn't help but widen the distance of her mobile phone.
In this moment of distraction, the car had rushed to the intersection and crashed with another turning bike.
"No! Hey, how do you ride a bike! Don't you know the way? It's over, it's over." the girl quickly got up regardless of her scratched arm, and complained when she saw the pizza spilled all over the floor.
"Miss, my car... Hasn't been ridden at all..." the other party also fell badly. More specifically, it should have been hit badly. It was a handsome boy who spoke fluent Chinese and looked like an international student.
The girl glanced at him, knowing that she was wronged, and it was not good to be angry with others. I had to trim the pizza that didn't fall to the ground and cover it.
"Well, I've done all day in vain. I have to lose money and be scolded by the boss!" she muttered in a low voice. She picked up her bike, limped a few steps, and then rode up in a hurry.
"Hey! I..." the boy looked at her leaving back and wanted to stop talking. Every day in this city, countless Asian compatriots rush to survive. That girl is no exception. After all, compassion is limited. People always have their own way of life.
The boy squatted on the ground and picked up the scattered books. A small card was carried in the book and picked up together.
"Ding Xinxin? Sanhe delivery..." this should be the girl's takeout card. Ding Xinxin, a very interesting name.
The boy remembers the girl's angry appearance just now, which is quite compatible with this lovely name. He put the card in the book. The boy dusted himself and left in the opposite direction.
"You've been here for less than a week. You've had several problems. Count it yourself? You don't know the way, you don't know the language, you can't drive, you can't ride such a bad bike! You're late for dinner. Do you know how much business I've delayed?"
Sure enough, when I returned to the store, there was a violent storm! The boss is a Northwest man with a loud voice! Even if it wasn't a curse, the girl standing opposite him felt that the bus was about to slap.
"Boss, you see I'm new here. If it weren't for my friend's introduction, I couldn't even find this job. I'm all villagers. Give me another chance." Ding Xinxin's head was hanging and almost touched his knee. She can't lose this job because she hasn't just been hired. If she loses this job, she will lose all opportunities in the future.
"Who is your fellow countryman? Where are you from? Where am I from? Don't get close to me casually." the boss angrily sat on the chair, picked up his oversized water cup and gulped it into his stomach. If it weren't for his friend's face, he would really let her go immediately.
Seeing that the boss's words showed signs of loosening, Ding Xinxin immediately gathered up with a smile and filled his cup with water. "I knew you were the most kind. I will remember your good, and you will be blessed. Our store will be better and better, with more and more branches all over the world." flattering is louder and louder.
"Well, you're a part-time job. If you're a full-time job, let alone the whole world, we'll close the shop if we can't get out of this street!" the boss glanced at her and said. Anyway, after all, it was introduced by friends, and the salary is not high. In fact, people are very smart and refreshing. To be honest, the boss doesn't really hate her.
"Don't worry, boss. I'll help you kill your wish in the cradle. How can our store be so unpromising. It's up to you to see me in the future..."
"Go quickly and send the new pizza made in the kitchen to the guests. It's really late for a while!"
"Yes!"
After delivering today's last meal, Ding Xinxin sat on the roadside, looked through his mobile phone and calculated his income. I sent ten today and earned about 20 yuan. If it can be this amount every day, plus the basic salary promised by the boss after three months, you can earn almost 3000 yuan a month. Although it can't compare with China, at least it's OK to eat and live.
But these are not enough. She owes so much to others. When she comes to Paris to study, she can't ask others to provide food, housing and school. Besides, I have a relative to take care of
Yes, this girl is Ning Huaihuai. Ning Huaihuai half a year ago is now Ding Xinxin.
It turned out that after Lin Yiqian took her away that day, the two talked for a long time.
"Huai Huai, do you still want to be in such a place..."
"No!" knowing what Lin Yiqian meant, she answered decisively.
In fact, when Xie Tangfeng drove himself away, he didn't have to choose to go back to the entertainment city. But there was her most primitive memory of him, and she... Couldn't bear it.
However, even if she has all kinds of reluctance, what about the other party?
Although the other party didn't show up, what he did was the most vicious revenge. Why on earth? What makes him change when he wakes up?
Shouldn't it be to save individuals, even former enemies? That's her. Even if you love money habitually, it is also forced by life. What's wrong with loving money? Not all things in the world need to be settled with money! But there is no money in this world.
I can't figure it out. I can't figure it out.
Ning Huaihuai doesn't want to torture himself anymore. So when Lin Yiqian offered to take her away from the city, she agreed without hesitation.