Shen Jiayu moved too fast; he didn't even have time to react before the camera was in his hands.
Su Ping was dumbfounded when she saw Shen Jiayu, who looked like a primary school student.
"The photos are quite good."
Shen Jiayu looked at the photo of himself and Su Ping and became more and more satisfied. He took out the memory card and put it in his pocket.
When he got back, he had someone develop the photos and hang them above his bed.
Wen Shu felt bitter, and his hands, hanging by his sides, clenched into fists in anger.
Another waiter, seeing him take the memory card directly, hesitated for a moment before speaking up.
"Hello, there are other group photos of guests in there. If you like that photo, we can send it to you later."
Shen Jiayu frowned and stared at him: "Are you telling me how to do things? I'll have my assistant contact you later, and you'll be compensated as appropriate."
The waiter was dumbfounded. He had been a waiter for three years and this was the first time he had ever seen such a domineering man. However, he didn't know how to argue back, so he nodded and stopped talking.
Shen Jiayu was satisfied with his reaction. After glancing at Wen Shu one last time, he turned around, grabbed Su Ping's wrist, and walked out.
Seeing this, Mo Silan knew she had fallen behind again, so she quickly and sensibly caught up with them.
"etc."
Just as they were about to pass by Wen Shu, Wen Shu, who had been silent all along, called out to them.
Su Ping could feel his gaze on her, and immediately held her breath, afraid that he would say something he shouldn't.
But Wen Shu said nothing, walked to where Su Ping had been sitting, and picked up the coat she had left there.
Seeing him walk towards Su Ping, Shen Jiayu frowned and stepped forward to block his way.
"You forgot your clothes."
Wen Shu stubbornly refused to back down, staring intently at Su Ping, waiting for her reaction.
Before Su Ping could speak, Shen Jiayu had already reached out to take it.
Wen Shu remained motionless, staring intently at Su Ping.
After a two-second pause, Shen Jiayu looked at him with some impatience.
What exactly does this reckless man want to do?
"Uncle, when are we going to the amusement park?"
Mo Silan, who was observing the two of them from the side, yawned with some boredom and asked.
Wen Shu glanced at Su Ping one last time, then reluctantly looked away and let go of her hand.
Shen Jiayu snatched the coat from Su Ping and then turned around to thoughtfully drape it over her shoulders.
For some reason, even though Wen Shu's gaze was no longer on her, Su Ping still felt uneasy standing there.
"Shall we go?"
After Shen Jiayu straightened her collar, he reached out and took her hand.
Wen Shu's gaze fell on their clasped hands, and he felt increasingly breathless, so he simply lowered his head and looked away.
Su Ping tried to break free from Shen Jiayu's hand, but he only held it tighter.
Unexpectedly, this person was quite stubborn when jealous. Su Ping sighed helplessly and let him be.
When the group went down to the first floor, Shen Jiayu's assistant was already waiting there.
Upon seeing them, he approached them with a respectful expression, carrying the bag in his hand.
"Mr. Shen, here is the phone you requested."
Su Ping raised an eyebrow, surprised that he would actually compensate her with a phone.
Shen Jiayu took the bag, took out the brand-new, unopened phone, and handed it to Su Ping.
Looking at the phone without a SIM card, Su Ping was speechless.
No wonder Shen Jiayu replaced her phone without saying a word. Was she playing single-player games on the phone without a SIM card?
Shen Jiayu took in the expression on her face, a worthless smile playing on his lips that he himself didn't even realize was playing.
Inside the private room on the second floor, Wen Shu stared in the direction she had left, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.
Finally, the manager walked in angrily and asked him to go outside and talk.
Wen Shu withdrew her gaze, pursed her lips, and followed him out of the private room without saying a word.
"Xiaowen, what's wrong with you today?"
Wen Shu looked at the manager, who was sitting in the chair with a look of disappointment on his face, and spoke.
"sorry."
The manager frowned even more when he saw that the man didn't even offer an explanation.
"To tell you the truth, if my sister hadn't liked you, I wouldn't have vouched for you and let you come here for a part-time job."
Wen Shu looked up at the man she regarded as her brother in disbelief, not quite understanding what he was saying.
Sister? What sister?
The manager looked at him with some disappointment; another waiter had just told him about the situation inside the private room.
No wonder he doesn't have a girlfriend; it turns out he already has a girl he likes, and that girl already has a boyfriend.
He suddenly felt sorry for his sister, who was so devoted to him, finding him this high-paying part-time job because his mother needed money for hospitalization.
"Pack your things, and I'll have the finance department settle your wages for this period later. You don't need to come in tomorrow."
The manager waved his hand, said nothing more, and got up to leave.
Wen Shu bowed deeply to his back, and as she stood up, tears finally streamed down her face uncontrollably.
What hurt him more than losing his job was that the woman had made up such an excuse to deceive him.
Today seems to be the park's opening anniversary. Su Ping and his group couldn't get their car in at all, so they had to park on a nearby road and walk in together.
Shen Jiayu called his assistant as soon as he got out of the car. After all, Mo Silan was with him, so he couldn't easily find an opportunity to ride the Ferris wheel with Pingping.
The assistant was about to go home for dinner when he received Shen Jiayu's message and felt like the sky had fallen.
The day he decides he doesn't want to live anymore, I'll definitely strap explosives to my body and go to the company to die with him!
Because of the event, there were people everywhere she looked, and she experienced the feeling of being shoulder to shoulder for the first time.
You can't take big steps at all; you're forced to passively follow the flow of people.
Considering Mo Silan's short stature, Su Ping shielded him between herself and Shen Jiayu.
Seeing this, Shen Jiayu, who wanted to hold her hand, disliked Mo Silan even more. He should have come up with a more reasonable excuse in the first place.
Although this light bulb is not very old, it is really in the way.
While they were stuck in traffic, Shen Jiayu took out his phone and sent his location to his assistant.
"If I don't see you within fifteen minutes, you won't get your year-end bonus."
The assistant, who had just gotten out of the car, looked at the long line of cars ahead and was so angry that he wanted to throw his phone.
That guy surnamed Shen is really inhuman. How could he possibly squeeze in with so many people? Unless he has wings and can fly to his side.
The assistant grumbled and cursed as he tried his best to squeeze into the group.
Shen Jiayu sneezed several times in a row, causing Su Ping next to him to cover her mouth and nose and look at him warily, as if she was afraid that he would transmit the virus to her.
Shen Jiayu was so angry he laughed. If there weren't so many people around, he would have kissed her right then and there.
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