Yama ate two bowls in silence...
One bowl was filled with spicy beef sauce, and the other bowl was filled with crushed peanut and mushroom sauce. A small amount of meat was added to the peanuts and mushrooms. It was fresh and delicious. When Wen Xin poured the sauce on the rice, wow, she was almost drooling.
Yama was very satisfied with the meal. He rarely looked at Wen Xin, then picked up his hat and left.
Wen Xin: “…” Why do I feel an inexplicable sense of accomplishment?
But she is not only an excellent cook. Even in those years when there was no system, everything she cooked was delicious.
Later, she worked hard on her own and had tried various jobs. She had been doing this during the winter and summer vacations in high school and learned a lot. Most of these jobs lasted for three to five days, but some lasted for three to five months. She even learned massage for half a year.
At that time, it was a hot spring bath club called Yayun on Huanxi Road. She found this part-time job through the recommendation of a graduated senior.
Students like her cannot have fixed hours, so regular clubs would not accept them. But she is too outstanding, with a pretty face, perfect body proportions, and most importantly, her measurements are amazing. The interviewer took one look at her and agreed to let her come in late every day to work for six hours. The hourly wage is very high, and one hour's salary is equivalent to her daily income from a part-time job.
But at that time she didn't go in to learn massage, but to work as the receptionist of the club, to maintain the reputation of the club, and only worked during the peak hours for a few hours in the evening.
She also learned massage skills from the people in the club in her spare time. At that time, she mainly thought that since she was close to the water, it would be best if she could learn some skills. But later she found that masseuses, especially young female masseuses in this kind of club, were very promiscuous. They were half-hearted and half-hearted. If they said they would sell, they had legitimate jobs and skills. If they didn’t sell, they would meet generous customers...
At that time, she only sold her art and not her body, but later on she gave up.
But no matter how much she learned, it was of no use now. In the context of the late 1970s and early 1980s, what she knew was of no use at all.
Not to mention making money, now she has fallen to the point of working as a nanny, making a living by physical labor and cooking skills.
What sense of accomplishment is there?
The warmth was immediately gone.
After breakfast, He Wenyan gave Wen Xin a satisfied smile.
How can I not be satisfied? When this person was first tried to be forced in, she felt disgusted. Later, after considering many aspects and being forced by her parents, she agreed to let the person in. However, she did not expect that the result would be beyond her expectations.
Not only did they meet the hygiene requirements she required, but the food was also rare and delicious. It was already a great honor to receive such praise from He Wenyan. In addition, Wen Xin was always smiling and her attitude was respectful enough, so He Wenyan felt that every move was respected, and she felt relaxed and comfortable.
Of course!
Wen Xin is someone who has worked in the service industry after all. Customers are God, and a comfortable and pleasing smile is a must-have skill for the service industry. It is the second face in the society that everyone recognizes. Only with this attitude can you make the other party feel that you are harmless and then reveal your true thoughts. The final blow will hit the target and make the other party willingly spend money...
It is normal to earn money for services.
She regretted the argument with Yama yesterday. She is a very professional person!
Besides, with her experience of seeing countless people, it is not difficult to deal with a temper like Yan Motou. It's just that the salary here is low, only 30 yuan a month. She is a little absent-minded, feeling irritable and has no motivation. If she could earn half a house a month, she would definitely win him over easily.
Keep the person you stroke comfortable, and then get the rewards of her efforts.
As for He Wenyan's compliment, she didn't take it to heart at all. This kind of service is all on an assembly line in modern times, and you don't have to put in any effort at all. Just smile and do your job well.
Unexpectedly, He Wenyan was so satisfied with this. She must have never seen the effort she put in to sell a set of cosmetics worth tens of thousands when she was working part-time. Her notebook was full of it.
However, that is only what I do when I am in need of money to pay for tuition. Who would be willing to serve others after I have money?
…
Having just returned from a mission, Political Commissar Ye Jianzhou followed Yan Zeyang back to the office.
"Ask the patrol soldiers how they got out? I think the training tasks these two days were too easy." Yan Zeyang walked into the office, threw his hat on the coffee table, walked to the desk and sat down, picked up the report on the table and took a look at it.
The political commissar sat on the sofa and advised: "Just punish those troublemakers for two days. They are all new recruits. When they saw the delicate female soldiers in the art troupe yesterday, their eyes were full of green light. This is understandable. After all, they are all grown men. How can they not be excited when seeing girls? How can they be like you..."
Yan Zeyang looked up from the report at Ye Jianzhou and said, "Okay, you have done your ideological work on me." He put the report on the table and said, "Just this once, and it won't happen again!"
Huh? Are you so easy to talk to today?
Ye Jianzhou looked at him twice, then said meaningfully: "I say, Zeyang, according to the rules, I was a soldier under your father's command, you should call me Brother Ye, right?"
"Yes, uncle." Yan Zeyang looked up and glanced at him, spitting out two words.
"Okay, okay, uncle! You said that these 17 or 18-year-old soldiers' eyes light up when they see a woman, and they rush forward even though they know they will make mistakes. You are already 26, why are you not in a hurry? There are so many beautiful female soldiers in the art troupe, you can just pick any one with your eyes closed. You said that you don't even pull up a handful of onions in your own field, what kind of girl are you looking for? Talk to me, I have been a political commissar for so many years, and I have several comrades who have fought for me. According to your needs, I will pick a few for you..."
Ye Jianzhou was really worried. The leader was busy with his affairs and had no time to worry about his son. The boy's biological mother was not around, so it was his duty to help and it was not a big deal. But the boy had too high standards. In the entire military region, the girls in the art troupe were the best and all of them were very good-looking.
But in such a long time, this guy still hasn't fallen in love with anyone. There are many people who like him, but unfortunately he can't catch up with them.
He also met the leader at the military region that day. The leader even got out of the car and said to him, "Xiao Ye, Zeyang's mother is not here, and there is no one to take care of him. You should take more care to look after him and keep an eye on him." ”
What else can Ye Jianzhou say? This is the old leader. He was his regiment commander back then. He must take good care of his only son no matter what.
result……
This makes him feel so guilty about the leader's trust!
Why doesn't this kid understand? Why can't he be moved when he sees women?
The daughter of the political commissar last time, such a neat and generous girl, when she saw Xiao Yan, she extended her hand generously, "Hello, Captain Yan, I have heard of your name for a long time. It is indeed extraordinary to meet you for the first time today."
Xiao Yan also shook hands. He thought the two of them seemed to be compatible, but when he asked again a few days later, the guy actually said, "Ah? She is a woman?" Ye Jianzhou was almost angry to the point of having a heart attack. She was a grown-up girl with short hair and a heroic appearance. How could she not be a woman?
In the past, if he had said this and asked him to find one quickly, his response would definitely be that he was busy with inspections in the group recently and had no time, or that he had no time to study or look up information. However, today he was silent and just sorted out the documents and reports on the table.
The light shone through the window behind him onto the desk, and Ye Jianzhou had to admit that this guy really had what women liked. Although he had short hair, his facial features were distinct and his face was as if carved by a knife. He had a pair of sword-like eyebrows and sharp eyes. His gaze was sometimes restrained and sometimes bright. His nose was tall and straight, and his lips were neither thin nor thick. When he was not smiling, he was calm and serious, and when he smiled, few people could resist him.
No wonder he has such high standards. With a man of such high appearance, background and ability, ordinary women are not really a good match for him. And he doesn't even like the few women who are of equal social status.
Just because of this matter, Ye Jianzhou was almost going bald due to his worry.
Over there, Yan Zeyang finished tidying up the things on the table, putting each item back in its original place with the four corners aligned neatly. Then he raised his hand to look at his watch. The time was up, and he stood up immediately. He was about 1.8 meters tall, with broad shoulders and a thin waist, and strong bones and muscles. Even in the military camp, he was a good guy picked out of thousands.
"You go home so early these two days? Aren't you going to the canteen?" Seeing him pick up his hat and about to leave, Ye Jianzhou asked hurriedly. He knew the situation at the chief's home. Yan Zeyang didn't like the chief's second wife very much. Although the relationship was not stiff, it was not very good either. Usually he would delay it as much as possible and eat in the canteen. He would only go back when he couldn't delay it anymore. But these two days were a bit abnormal. He didn't go to the canteen in the morning or evening and left on time. There was something wrong.
"Go back and eat."
The two of them quickly left the office and the office building. Outside, several soldiers were still being punished by running laps with weights.
"When the canteen opens, let them go to eat." Captain Yan spoke and Ye Jianzhou nodded. That's right. After all, they are in the same military district, and male and female soldiers are separated by a wall, just like a group of lambs surrounded by the wall. Do you think these wolves can control themselves and not stare at them? Just like a sheep seeing grass, how can you not want to take a second look? Today’s incident was caused by looking at the female soldier a few more times.
"After they finish eating, let them continue and increase the amount of training. Only those with weak wills will be knocked down by sugar-coated bullets. What a prospect!"
Ye Jianzhou: “…” You are the one who has great potential. You train yourself like an iron man every day. No one in the army can beat you. They can only be beaten by you. You are so promising, why don’t you find a wife! You are even worse than these soldiers. They only know how to look at women when they are only eighteen or nineteen.
…
When Captain Yan returned, he saw a few people at the door of his house not far away, and one of them was Wen Xin.
She said to the other two people very enthusiastically: "...I have been using this, it is very good for the skin, it contains several medicinal herbs, can whiten the skin, whitening means can make the skin whiter, like me, I have been using it, not only apply it on the face, but also on the body, look at my hands." After that, she rolled up her sleeves.
The snow-white arm was exposed. The other two people reached out and touched it. It was smooth and soft. Their eyes were wide open.
"Really? The body can be painted? To become like you?"
"Sure! But you have to use it all the time. I use it all the time, not only on my face, but also on my hands and other parts of my body." After saying that, she naturally lifted up her clothes, revealing her slender waist curves and flat belly for these people to see.
Yan Zeyang: “…”
His face darkened again without him noticing. This woman!
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