Chapter 700

I thought I could get a membership card and earn some commission. It seems that I met a poor man and wasted my time and tongue. When I went back to count the goods, I obviously lost my interest just now, but what can I do? I can't steal money from others!

"Don't think the Commission of membership card is easy to earn. I've worn out my mouth before. I can earn hundreds of dollars more a month. Work hard slowly!"

"Store manager, I see."

The bartender continued to work listlessly. She wanted to open the hotel. The hotel was opened near the school. It was originally mostly a student consumer group, and there were not many membership cards. Anyway, it would not affect her stable work. She would need less commission money or buy cosmetics.

This idea and view is also a way for most migrant workers to comfort themselves. Since they can't do it, they can't do it. However, no matter what choice they make, it will become a habit. When they are willing to accept their life and become a habit, trying to re-establish a perfect start is like a ladder to the sky, which is even more difficult!

Shen Dapeng tightened his clothes and walked slowly on the creaking white snow. There was not much snow last night, but it had also been covered with a layer of white clothes. In the streets lined with high-rise buildings, cars no longer sounded their horns anxiously, and there were fewer pedestrians and no usual anxiety. For a time, the whole world seemed a little more quiet than usual.

The road is slippery in snowy days. Shen Dapeng is not going to take big strides for morning running. After all, safety is more important than health. Moreover, the surrounding streets are rarely quiet. It is absolutely enjoyable to relax and enjoy the rare beautiful snow scenery in Beijing and the blue sky without haze.

Along the street, more than a dozen sanitation workers are cleaning the snow. Although it is not too thick, the fine snow that fell last night melted and turned into thin ice. Walking on the oily ice like a mirror should be careful, not to mention cleaning with tools. Everyone is extremely vigilant. After all, sanitation workers are 40 or 50 years old or even older, old and young, No one wants to break his arms and legs and add trouble to his family.

"Young man, slow down. The road is slippery."

An environmental sanitation aunt wore cotton padded clothes and trousers on the inner and outer layers, with a cotton hat on her head and a mask on her face, but her kind and gentle voice can prove her concern.

"Thank you."

Shen Dapeng nodded his thanks, slowed down his pace more carefully, walked more than ten meters away, looked at the sanitation workers cleaning the snow on the whole road, and then looked back at the enthusiastic sanitation aunt just now. I don't know where several young people came from. They were pouring hot water to the sanitation workers one by one with a kettle and a disposable paper cup.

Inexplicably, everyone has his own position in the society, strong or weak, but they all perform their own duties. Only when everyone does his work well and knows how to be grateful for the efforts of others, can the society become better and better.

As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a beautiful world!

The lyrics are beautiful and simple. Unfortunately, it is even more difficult for everyone to do it. Now people are not dedicated to the noble quality of others. Most of the time they still live for themselves and their relatives and friends. In fact, in the final analysis, they are still poor. They earn less than 1000 yuan a month at work. They are self-sufficient in food and clothing. They still have some difficulties in supporting their family.

Not everyone can have Huang Bin's family, like him growing up with a golden spoon; Not everyone, like Cao Mengyuan, can have an official Father and a strong background; It is impossible to start over like Shen Dapeng and walk the road of regret as best as possible.

"Ding Ding!!"

When the mobile phone text message rang, Shen Dapeng disliked the cold weather and didn't go to see it for the first time, because he thought it must be the question from Wang Xueying.

Walking slowly all the way back to the school, the snow on the campus has not been cleaned. As far as you can see, there are dazzling white buildings high and low. The snow on the roof of each building is a finger thick, and the edge of the windowsill is still the same. The same white mans scenery is also found on the flat stone paving and withered yellow lawn.

In contrast, the snow scenery on the withered branches of the big branches is more beautiful. The leaves of poplar, willow and ginkgo trees are no longer lush in spring, summer and autumn. Only lonely and calm snowflakes are left. Looking around, only straight pines are still green, hanging white snow, like wearing a cotton padded jacket that belongs to winter alone.

Enjoying the rare snow scenery in the capital, I went all the way to the canteen. It may be because of the snow and cold weather, or it may be early in the world. There are not many students eating breakfast in the canteen, in twos and threes.

Shen Dapeng ordered millet porridge and fennel flavored steamed stuffed bun and sat in a quiet corner. At this time, he took out his mobile phone to see the time. He didn't care about a text message prompt on the screen. He thought he left without saying goodbye. Wang Xueying sent a text message to ask for guilt.

But when I opened it, I looked at the phone number, but my hand shook. The steamed stuffed bun on my mouth suddenly fell, my heart suddenly stopped beating, and my breathing also stopped.

Cao Mengyuan!

The SMS prompt on the mobile phone screen is Cao Mengyuan's phone number. I haven't been in touch for several months. Seeing it again at this time, I even feel a little strange, but it can still make Shen Dapeng nervous. Although it's not possible for young men and girls to run a deer collision, my heart is indeed accelerating.

It's going to be a holiday soon. What's Cao Mengyuan doing by texting? I'm going back to Beijing for the new year, so make an appointment to meet in Beijing? Or will you decide to stay in Qingshu county and wait for yourself? Or is it just a simple greeting?

Shen Dapeng was full of expectation and afraid of disappointment. He took a deep breath to have the courage to open the message. However, looking at the contents, his eyebrows wrinkled deeper, and his eyes were full of doubt and confusion.

“1、3、5、7、9！？”

Shen Dapeng scratched his head in confusion and opened the text message sent by Wang Xueying yesterday. The content is the same string of numbers, but Tang Wei returned '2, 4, 6, 8, 10' behind Wang Xueying's text message!

Shen Dapeng frowned and recalled that she was with Wang Xueying last night. From the hotel to the hotel, Wang Xueying seemed to have said the content of the short message more than once. She always mentioned what she promised her in the short message, but the short message is two simple digital replies. What special meaning can it have?

No, there must be some explanation and statement, otherwise Wang Xueying can't mention it several times!

Then open the short interest sent by Cao Mengyuan again, exactly the same 1, 3, 5, 7, 9! What advice is this asking for?

Or with some kind of commitment and expectation? If so, what commitment do you want? How should I answer now? If not, what are you going to do with sending these numbers?