"Mr. Mi!"
"Hello, Mr. Mi!"
Xu Bo, Tian Zengming and others who came out with Yun Heng all greeted Michelle with a smile.
"I haven't seen Mr. Mi for several days. Where has he been collecting rent lately?"
Xu Bo asked with a smile.
“Will I collect rent?”
Michelle smiled and said to Xu Bo, "Collecting rent is the most unskilled job. You can try it occasionally, but you can't do it every day. It's too tiring."
Xu Bo opened his mouth.
Well, collecting rent is indeed the most unskilled thing, but the problem is that this kind of unskilled thing is the most comfortable.
Look at what Mr. Mi said, try it occasionally.
More than a dozen streets, more than a dozen buildings, Mr. Xu also wants to have this kind of experience.
"Mr. Mi, does your family still need someone to collect rent? What do you think of me?"
Xu Bo asked shyly.
"Yes."
Michelle nodded with a smile: "Isn't the Mi Sheng Mall across the street recruiting managers? The monthly salary is 8,000 to 10,000. If Mr. Xu is interested, I can help you through the back door."
Xu Bo: “…”
Tian Zengming and Ren Xuedong on the side were trying to hold back their laughter.
If you really think about it, Mi Sheng Mall does collect rent and makes a living by collecting rent.
However, Mr. Xu was a little disdainful of the words of the manager of Mi Sheng Shopping Mall.
"I'd rather be a doctor."
Mr. Xu said dryly, "The fortune teller said I would become a famous doctor in the future, but he didn't say I would become a landlord."
As they were talking, several people walked towards the exclusive noodle shop nearby.
Liu Xiaobin and the other two stood by and watched eagerly, waiting for Yun Heng and the others to go away.
"She's actually Dr. Yun's girlfriend."
"The curtain falls!"
Jiang Chenhao said bitterly.
"Let's go and eat."
Liu Xiaobin sighed: "We can't afford a goddess of that level."
"Doctor Yun can afford it."
Jiang Chenhao retorted.
The less talkative a person is, the more persistent they are sometimes. Jiang Chenhao felt that he had already been moved.
“Blind confidence is a good thing.”
Liu Xiaobin reached out and patted Jiang Chenhao, then he and Huang Pengbo walked ahead.
This kid seems to be quiet, but why is he so naive? Doesn’t he look at what he looks like?
At the door of the noodle shop, Jiang Chenhao finally caught up.
For most people in Qinzhou, a bowl of noodles at noon is the most practical thing. For trainees with low salaries and incomes, a bowl of noodles at noon is also relatively cost-effective.
Inside the noodle shop, Yun Heng, Michelle Lin, Xu Bo and others were sitting at a big table, and Xiaoxiao was pouring tea for them.
"Boss Han is going to fight shirtless himself?"
Xu Bo joked with a smile.
When the noodle shop first opened, Michelle was a bit pretentious, but now she is no longer pretentious and Xiaoxiao works as a waitress here.
"You're the only one who talks too much."
Xiaoxiao glared at Xu Bo and poured Yun Heng a bowl of noodle soup instead of tea.
"I know that Dr. Yun likes to drink noodle soup when he eats noodles, especially hot noodle soup."
"Thanks!"
Yun Heng thanked him.
"Look at this little assistant, so thoughtful."
Xu Bo's face was full of envy.
"How about Mr. Xu hire me?"
Xiaoxiao smiled and said to Xu Bo, "I'll work for you, Mr. Xu. I promise I'll be more considerate."
"May I?"
Xu Bo's eyes lit up.
"OK."
Xiaoxiao smiled and said, "As long as Mr. Xu treats us well and offers a high salary, our Mr. Mi has no objection."
"Um."
Michelle nodded with a smile: "If Xiaoxiao finds a better place to go, I will definitely support her."
"Well, I'm just asking, what is Mr. Han's current salary?"
Xu Bo took a sip of tea.
"The annual salary is 500,000 yuan, and Mr. Mi occasionally gives me a big red envelope or something."
“Ahem!”
Mr. Xu almost choked: "How about you, Mr. Han, support me? I'm more considerate."
"An annual salary of 500,000, not counting bonuses, is enough for my living expenses for half a year."
Ren Xuedong and Tian Zengming stood up and moved to the table next to them.
Damn, we can't get along happily anymore.
Did you listen to what people say?
Not far away, Liu Xiaobin and three others also found a table and sat down, looking at Yun Heng from a distance.
"Hey, that waitress is also good-looking, pretty."
Liu Xiaobin stuck out his lips at Xiaoxiao.
"waiter!"
Huang Pengbo shouted into the distance.
Xiaoxiao looked up at Liu Xiaobin and the other two, too lazy to pay attention to them, thinking she was a waitress.
"waiter!"
Liu Xiaobin also shouted.
"Here I come."
There was a response from inside, and a young waiter in his twenties with a delicate appearance came trotting over.
"There's a menu on the table. What would you three like to eat?"
"A bowl of noodle soup first."
Liu Xiaobin said.
"Pour the noodle soup yourself. There's a bowl over there with noodle soup on the side. What would you three like to eat?"
The waiter was very polite.
Their noodle shop is a private noodle shop that serves one person. Who would pour noodle soup for you?
"That....."
Liu Xiaobin glanced towards Yun Heng and the others and said, "Oil-splashed noodles."
Yun Heng and others were there, so Liu Xiaobin didn't dare to show off. He thought that the noodle soup was definitely poured by the waiter, but he didn't know that the waiter didn't have this service.
"Hey, is that guy over there also a waiter in your store?"
Huang Pengbo glanced at Xiaoxiao and asked in a low voice.
"You mean Mr. Han?"
The waiter smiled and said?
"Mr. Han?"
Liu Xiaobin and the other two swallowed their saliva and asked, "Why is it President Han?"
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