Chapter 66

Chapter 66
When we returned to the store, it was already Miaoguo's off-duty time. The takeaways ordered by the employees had arrived, and the store was bustling with activity.

Chicken shit green muttered: "What era is it now, the celebration banquet should also order the takeaway you want, how convenient."

During the period, Jishilu and He Luo chatted about the employees in the Miaoguo store.

The first thing to consider When the National Day holiday is over, Huai Miaomiao, a part-time cashier, will return to the classroom and spend most of her time at school.

"Study First"

Everyone agreed so, so the cashier position became vacant.

He Luo discussed with Jishilu, can the brothers from Yongping Qijie be on top?

Chicken shit green shook his head, showing embarrassment.

"Brother Luo, to be honest with you, we usually have things to do, such as the protection fee in October, because we have been working in Miaoguo, we have not done it for a long time, and now the vendors are spreading the word whether we don't have to pay any more. The protection fee. Although the shark boss didn’t say it, but as a younger brother, I really can’t sit still.”

He Luo smacked his lips: "You mean, not only Miaomiao, you also want to leave Miaoguo?"

Chicken shit green knew that He Luo was difficult to do, so he patted him on the shoulder, and said comfortingly: "Not all, Xiao Liang and Xiao Hong, they both are willing to stay in the shop to take care of them full-time, and Xiao He, who just suffered Injury, it’s okay to let him take care of it in the store, but I’m afraid other people really want it.”

He Luo interrupted him by raising his hand, indicating that he already understood and there was no need to continue.

He turned his head and saw several figures staring at him blankly with rice bowls in their hands.

Gay purple, urine yellow, grandma gray, and fat orange, the four of them have decided to put down Miaoguo's full-time job and follow chicken shit green to return to social life.

Urine Huang slowly picked up a piece of pork belly, only to realize that his hands were shaking.

"Brother Luo, don't worry, the brothers will definitely come back to help when they are free."

The gay Zi also echoed: "Yes, Brother Luo, we don't want to leave Miaoguo, nor do we want to leave this comfortable life, but there are still many things we need to deal with, please understand"

Huai Miaomiao next to him frowned, and asked Huai Yuanshan next to him, "Dad, are they leaving too?"

Huaiyuanshan smiled and comforted: "Brothers have something to do, and they are in a hurry to deal with it."

Huai Miaomiao took a deep look at them. After getting along these few days, they got along very well and had a harmonious relationship. Thinking that they were about to leave, she felt a little bit reluctant.

Over there, He Luo nodded slightly, without much expression on his face.

In fact, he had already expected it and was mentally prepared that Miaoguo would not last for a long time according to the current configuration, but he did not expect that with the addition of Huai Miaomiao, a total of five employees would have to leave.

Half of the newly established country will collapse, which is not easy for anyone.

After pondering in a low voice for a while, he pulled himself together and smiled: "Okay, I understand, I will take the matter of recruiting new employees to heart, isn't there the last day of vacation tomorrow, I will go to the talent market to have a look. "

Then, he patted the shoulders of the people who were about to leave one by one. When he arrived at Huai Miaomiao, he changed to a smile, and Huai Miaomiao naturally responded with a sweet smile.

"Don't worry, everyone, just go out and work hard, the family's country will be handed over to He, and He will live up to everyone's expectations and carry forward the family business."

Parting is sad, and no one wants to say goodbye if they can.

But everything in the world has its own trajectory. Since you can't interfere, it's better to separate happily.

The next day, He Luo took Xiao Liu and Chen Lei to the talent market.

Chen Dapao picked up a piece of dogtail grass from nowhere and put it in his mouth, swaying it, staring at the noisy crowd, he muttered

"Brother Luo, they are recruiting for companies. When you enter, you will find an office building with small cubicles. Isn't it a bit scary for our fruit shop to recruit people?"

He Luo gave him a blank look: "If you feel shivering, let's go to the printing shop now, print two A4 sheets of recruitment paper, go back and paste it at the door, and then wait in peace, but don't blame me for not reminding you, tomorrow They're gone, and if no one applies, you'll have to do all the work by yourself."

Hearing this, Chen Dapao chuckled, immediately let it go, and rubbed his head: "I forgot that this is an urgent job, hehe"

"Urgent hiring is also difficult." Xiao Liu, who was silent for a long time beside him, finally spoke, pointing to the people on the side of the road holding up their ID cards.

They are all looking for jobs like clerks and private nanny.

Most of the people who can come here have some needs for work. Low-paying jobs like cashiers and shopping guides are hardly appreciated by anyone.

Xiao Liu frowned, and continued: "Many of these people are from other places, you have to be prepared for them to run away immediately after they get you a fortune."

He Luo was puzzled: "He's from another place? How did you know that?"

In his imagination, Xiao Liu should be wearing a sheepskin cloak, smoking a brown pipe, and analyzing the origins of job seekers through the mud on their trouser legs and the cheap facial cleanser rubbed on their cuffs.

In fact, Xiao Liu just said lightly: "I just checked the phone numbers on their board. Except for the newly applied phone cards, most of them are out of town numbers."

That's it
Suddenly, a thin figure popped out of the alley beside him. With a "bang", it collided with Chen Lei.

Chen Dapao retreated several steps before he could barely stop, but the figure did not retreat but advanced, holding up the sign board in his hand.

It was only then that He Luo could see her face clearly. Her long messy hair was draped over her shoulders, her complexion was dull, and the corners of her eyes were stained with tears. She was dressed in a simple linen clothes, looking more and more sloppy.

Only those eyes are clear, with clear waves flowing.

The sign in his hand reads in poor calligraphy: "I do anything for money."

He Luo curled his lips: "Eldest sister, this is a bad sentence."

But the woman seemed to ignore him, and said to herself: "Hello, do you want me?" [Cantonese]"

"Huh?" He Luo frowned: "What did you say?"

The woman's eyes widened, and she repeated again: "Pretty boys, do you need me to help you with your work?"

"Huh?" The puzzled look on He Luo's face became even worse. His eyes widened and he held it in for a long time: "Cantonese, Cantonese?"

Over there, Chen Dapao came over late, and interjected: "What's the situation, brother Luo, why is this bitch so strong?"

He Luo shook his head: "I don't know, she seems to be speaking Cantonese. I can't understand it and I can't speak it."

Then he turned around and said to the girl, "Hello, can you speak Mandarin? Pu, Tong, Hua!"

The girl seemed to understand, she suddenly realized, and shook her head vigorously: "I don't know how to speak Mandarin, but you can speak Cantonese?"

To He Luo, the woman's dialect sounded like a crow at dusk in the evening. Not only did it sound like a twittering, but the meaning was also difficult to distinguish.

A kind-hearted uncle passed by and patted He Luo on the shoulder: "Young man, don't pay attention to this crazy woman, she seems to be from the south, she has a strange accent, she can't speak Mandarin, and her head doesn't seem normal."

Looking at the dumbfounded woman, the uncle showed a look of disgust on his face and tried to dissuade He Luo before leaving.
"Anyway, it's better to stay away from her. Several bosses have been killed by her these days."

Although the woman couldn't understand the uncle's words, she could feel the disgust from him, her expression was low, her eyebrows and eyes drooped.

She slowly lowered the hand holding the sign, sighed indistinctly, and turned to leave.

But she heard a voice suddenly ring out at this moment. It was young and immature, but it was in a language she could understand: "Are you from Bianshu? You don't look like a southerner." [Where are you from?You don’t look like a southerner, either? 】

(End of this chapter)