Two people came in the morning, a man and a woman, both very young but not very smart. In the afternoon, a high school student came and startled Ouyang. The boy's mind was like a cascading waterfall, and no one could stop it.
Later, they accepted a man who had just turned fifty. His hair was a bit gray, but he was once a computer expert and had witnessed the development of computers. This pleased both Ouyang and Dongya. Firstly, he was steady, computer-savvy, and had a regular lifestyle, insisting on being on time every day. This was not a bad thing for HDA, after all, there was more work to do than could be done in a day.
After deciding on him, Dong Ya took him to the basement and showed him the working environment. The old man wasn't picky and thought it was a good job, so he asked about the salary. Dong Ya, a generous man, gave him a five-figure salary. The old man was overjoyed and said he would do his best.
Ouyang was in the living room, listening to their conversation. He thought for a moment that the old man was a technician from a large company, so his salary wasn't excessive. He worked eight hours a day, and since his home wasn't far from here, he went home for lunch, saving Dongya and the others the trouble.
The old man was not a talkative person. He was busy dealing with things on his first day at work and didn't care about the baked cookies Ouyang prepared for him. However, seeing how serious he was, Ouyang later put a lot of dry food in the room so that he could eat when he was hungry.
Dongya was freed up by this, and didn't have much to do every day. In the morning, carrying a basket of vegetables, he followed Ouyang out of the supermarket to stock up. Today they planned to treat the old man to a banquet. After all, he was now their new member, and showing him a welcome was the right thing to do.
They went to the largest supermarket nearby and happened to run into Meiyu, who was shopping with her family. Ouyang wanted to avoid her, but Meiyu called her name: "Ouyang?"
"Sister Meiyu!" She could only go up to her. "What a coincidence?"
"Yes!" Meiyu looked at Dongya, "What is this?"
"My friend, Dongya."
"Oh," Meiyu stretched out her hand, "Hello, my name is Meiyu."
"Hello." Dong Ya shook hands with her politely.
Dongya is tall and fair-skinned, so most women would take a second look at him. He is also used to Meiyu's look. After all, it is not just genes that make a man look so fair.
"Ouyang," Meiyu asked, "How is Mr. Zhuo doing lately?"
Ouyang's eyes narrowed. It seemed that Uncle Zhuo had taken a fancy to her. Then she looked at the cart behind Meiyu, which was filled with various supplements, as if it was an important bribe for Grandpa and Grandma. She thought about it and wondered if she should give her a hint. But then she thought that if Meiyu really became Mrs. Zhuo, it might not be a bad thing for Uncle Zhuo. So she asked, "Haven't you been in touch recently?"
Meiyu's face flushed slightly, and she smiled awkwardly: "I called him a few times, but he seemed very busy."
"He is indeed a bit busy," Ouyang comforted her, "I think it's not that easy to see him, but" she made a sudden change, "I know he usually goes back to a Western restaurant for dinner. You can try your luck there."
"Is this okay?" Maybe she also knew how fickle Zhuo Qiang was and was a little insecure. After all, although she was not ugly, she was still some distance away from other female stars.
"Nothing," Ouyang said, "He usually likes to go there alone." She didn't understand before why Zhuo Qiang always liked to go to that Western restaurant alone, but later she understood, because that was the place Zhuo Qiang and Mu Zishan used to go, and it was the same, he basically didn't bring other people with him.
"Really?" She looked at Ouyang with some gratitude, "How about I treat you guys to dinner later?"
Seeing her family behind her, Ouyang shook her head and expressed her gratitude: "Thank you, we still have to buy some things."
"Okay then." She was a little disappointed. Perhaps she still wanted to get other information from Ouyang.
Dongya followed Ouyang to the seafood section: "You look like you like her?"
"What's the point of me liking it?" She sighed, "If the person who should like it doesn't like it."
Dongya didn't ask further, but he was curious. According to Zhuo Qiang's usual aesthetic, it was impossible for him to fall in love with a homely woman like Meiyu, but why did Ouyang provide her with such important information?
After buying some food, the old man decided not to go home for dinner. Instead, he accepted their invitation and had a hearty welcome drink, which comforted him greatly. You know, it's rare to see young people who value the elderly like them.
After dinner, Ouyang received a call from the school. It was from the international school: "Hello! Is Mu Jiang missing?" "Okay, I'll go home and check."
Mu Jiang didn't go to class this afternoon, and the teacher at school was a little worried, so she asked Ouyang to go and see what was going on. When she rushed back to the apartment, she saw Mu Jiang playing games at home and didn't notice her arrival.
"Mu Jiang!"
"Ah!" Mu Jiang turned around and looked, "Why are you here?"
"I also want to ask you," Ouyang sat next to him and first sent a message to the school teacher to tell her that Mu Jiang was at home, and then paid attention to what game he was playing, "Why don't you go to school."
"There's a performance in the afternoon, so I don't want to go."
"Group activities?" She remembered that he really enjoyed participating in such activities last time. Why didn't he like being with friends after transferring to another school and instead liked playing games? "If you don't want to go, then don't go. But you have to tell the teacher that you are wrong."
"Forgot." After one game was over, he started the next one.
Seeing him change so quickly, Ouyang couldn't adapt. She was thinking about sending him abroad, getting him good grades and experience, instead of letting him stay home playing games all day. She was in trouble. Maybe she didn't understand the world of children and didn't know how to communicate with him, but she always wanted to be his friend and share his worries.
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