House Dad’s Literary Life

At four o'clock in the afternoon, it was almost the hottest time outside. There were only two guests in the coffee shop, and they ordered coffee and sat in the book reader.

Although Yang Lan told her that she could do her own thing when she was free, Ding Xiang, who worked on the first day, refused to read the book. She did not come to the door. She sat in the bar in a serious manner, and the waist was quite straight.

When Yang Hao looked at his watch, he put away the book in his hand and stood up from the sofa. He stretched out. He went to the bar and said to Ding Xiang: "Almost, I will get the sign back, you can clean up, you can go back."

“So early?” Ding Xiang asked strangely.

Who runs a coffee shop that opens at eleven o'clock in the morning, and then closes at four o'clock in the afternoon? This also includes the rest of the lunch break for more than two hours...

Ding Xiang is preparing to work here tonight, grinding a few cups of coffee and increasing his experience!

Yang Lan smiled faintly: "My daughter is going to school at 5:30, and she has to go to kindergarten to pick her up soon."

This may be an explanation.

"When did I come to work tonight?" Ding Xiang whispered, she thought that she would go back to dinner and take a bath, then change her clothes and come over.

She doesn't have any suitable clothes. However, there is a small uniform with a white shirt and black suit pants stacked in the closet. She was once dragged by Mao Peifu as a bank credit card activity. At the time, Mao Peifu’s sister bought it for her.

The price is not expensive, the whole set of two hundred or so, Ding Xiang later reluctant to wear, intends to keep the seniors in the future job interview.

Now that she is working in a coffee shop, she has to take into account the image of the boss. If it is wrong, the boss seems to have no image of the pants and slippers. Anyway, she has to wear a decent dress and a good working attitude.

"Tonight? It won't open at night." Yang said, of course.

"Ah? Not at night?" Ding Xiang was really confused.

"Not just not open at night, when I am not empty, I may not open all day, but I will call you to inform you." Ding Xiang left the phone number of her bedroom before, Yang Xiao smiled, "Yes. I forgot to tell you, the weekend is also a break, you are free to arrange."

Ding Xiang did not know how he returned to the dormitory. His spirit was a bit embarrassing. He had to come back for a long time.

This part-time job is a bit too strange?

Ding Xiang did not eat, she hurried out of the dormitory, and then went to the area of ​​the boys' dormitory, in a strange look of the boys, called Guo Ziyi out.

"...Work five days a week, work less than five hours a day, and it is possible that I can't continue to come because I have a class. It's two days, that is, almost three days, fifteen hours, sixty hours a month. I got a salary of 4,000 yuan for 60 hours of work?" Ding Xiang said unreasonably his doubts. "How does Yang Big give me such a high treatment? His coffee shop can't really make much money." ?"

Guo Ziyi listened for a long time before he understood the meaning of Ding Xiang. He took a smile and patted her shoulder. Like his buddies, he said, "An, my sister, I have told you, Yang, he is burning more money." Panic, you don't even know that his main business is not to open a shop as a boss. He is writing novels. He doesn't know how much money to make in writing novels!"

"But I can't ask him for so much money!" Ding Xiang felt uneasy, and she couldn't help.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, Yang Da Ge wants to open a shop is a feeling, you work hard, help him to share a little things, let him have time to enjoy free, his salary is worth it!" Guo Ziyi is still quite accurate.

Ding Xiang silently, Guo Ziyi's words gave her inspiration.

Why do you have to give yourself so much money from Yang Da Ge to consider the problem? Why don't you want to let yourself be worthy of paying the four thousand dollars for Yang Da Ge?

The teacher who gave them to the economics course once said: "The value of an employee is not in his own ability, but in how much profit he can create for the company!"

Ding Xiang has to work hard!

......

In the evening, Yang Lan will pick it up. She still remembers and wants to play in the same place as her mother did yesterday.

"No, your mother is working intensely, recording songs, and resting. We can't bother her at this time!" Yang Lan seriously told the truth.

In the morning, Murphy also complained about Yang Lan for a long time, saying that he had tossed her nephew to be hoarse, and that he could not do anything bad afterwards.

In order not to let Murphy worry that her record is not good, Yang Lan has to marry her daughter, this time really can not disturb Murphy.

"Well, let's wait for the weekend to play with Ma Ma, and have a barbecue together." Hey, it's still very well-behaved.

Yang Wei smiled and said: "The barbecue can be, you and your friends can eat, but your mother can not eat barbecue! She should control the diet and raise the scorpion during this time!"

I have some regrets, but the little girl’s attention is attracted by another topic mentioned by her father. She patted her head, an annoyed little look, saying, “Oh, hey. I forgot to tell you, there are so many people who want to come and play at home!"

The little girl sat cross-legged on the carpet, bowed her head and counted her fingers: "There are Chen Shiyun, there are Kiki, there are Xiner, there is Nan Zhaoyu..."

In addition to the best four small partners, there are other children who have a good relationship with them. They all want to play together.

"Oh, I don't know how many, how many?" After counting the fingers on both sides, they were confused.

"A total of one dozen!" Yang Lan smiled slightly, said the aunt.

"It's amazing! I remember it." I admire and look at my father with envy.

Yang Hao laughed and said: "In fact, it is very simple. You can count ten numbers in your heart, from one to ten, and then fold back to continue counting..."

Yang Lan told her daughter about the decimal algorithm, and she didn't know if the little girl could understand it.

......

In this world, some people are immersed in sly cats, some people are immersed in shackles, some people do not do it, and they are immersed in the little bit of the daughter all day. (Note 1)

This is the goods, Yang Hao, who has not logged in for several days, can’t remember what he forgot.

"Ah! Duron, do you say that I was cheated? I gave him three million. He didn't respond for several days!" In the mansion of his family, Yan Jie is mad at his own agent. The man and the dog head military division asked.

"Ajie, your three million remittance slips, have not been taken out of money, how can it be deceived? If the deadline of half a month has not been withdrawn, it will still be returned in the same way!" Du Lun Consoling Jie Jie, he was sighing in his heart: Now that I know it hurts, when I rush to fight money, why not discuss it with me.

The world's money order is really free to withdraw money without the original.

Yan Jie said with a smile: "Yeah, I know, maybe Muziang, he forgot to look at the mailbox, maybe he is also preparing to respond to me."

"Yeah." Durham nodded.

He sighed: "I hope that this time, I can really buy the song of Muziang, and it will work. Maybe it will be able to launch Jiejie. This guy is too incompetent. The last time I took Murphy back is still popular. At that time, I was asked to go to the hot spot, but I didn’t expect that there was no effect at all. I really didn’t know how to seize the opportunity!”

Du Lun has a mind and ambition. He is not willing to just give him a neat agent.

If you have done it, you have to come up with something, or how can you show his talent?

Note 1, 撸 撸 撸 is not a game, probably like the song of Da Zhang Wei’s song "嘻唰唰": 撸 撸 撸 嗯 嗯 嗯 嗯 嗯 、 、 、 、 嗯 嗯 嗯 嗯 嗯 嗯 嗯 嗯 嗯 嗯 请 请 请 请 请 请 请 请 请 请I sent it back... probably meant to brush my teeth? Do you believe it?