Yang Haozhong and Ah Du came to this oddly named bar. He finally understood why the man had said he would work the night shift.
The Boss Chen he saw was a woman in her thirties. The bar was luxuriously decorated, and he was surprised by the young woman's success.
"How old are you? Have you been a waiter before?”Her sharp gaze made Yang Haozhong feel a little embarrassed. He didn't want to offend her because he wanted to find a job.
"No, I haven't. I'm still a student. I want to work part-time, but it won't affect my work.”He stubbornly raised his head. She stared at him until he was embarrassed. Then, he burst out laughing and said,"This place is so complicated. It's not suitable for students.”
"Let me try." He restrained his nervous heartbeat and looked at her seductive eyes sincerely.
"Your eyes are very beautiful." Her irrelevant answer reminded him of a girl who had once said the same thing.
"Stay. Every night from 9 pm to 3:30 am. A month's probation would cost 100 yuan per night. A full employee would have to pay 150 yuan per night.”She turned around and left without even looking at him.
Yang Haozhong got his first official job, and he didn't expect his income to be quite high. He sternly refused the intermediary company's request for an intermediary fee. They wanted to compensate him for his losses. They couldn't do anything to him, so they let it go. Even though Yang Haozhong had gone through a lot in the past three months, he still knew nothing about the outside world.
On the first day of work, Yang Haozhong couldn't find any decent clothes. Most of the school uniforms in his closet were from the past. He suddenly remembered that he could wear his father's clothes, so he ran to the wardrobe in his parents 'room excitedly. When he opened the wardrobe, a musty smell assaulted his nose. Inside were the clothes that his father thought were good when he was alive. They were neatly arranged and covered with cloth. His nose felt sour. This was the first time he had opened his father's relic. With trembling hands, he slowly reached out to touch the clothes rack. He took a deep breath, trying to shake off his uncomfortable emotions and take it off. This was the suit that his father had worn when he was alive. The style was a little old, but it was still brand new.
His father did not have many good clothes. This suit was his treasure to wear to make a scene. He usually could not bear to wear it. Yang Haozhong used to hate his father. His father did not give him a good life and did not treat him well. Now, this hatred had already gone with the wind with his death, leaving behind an attachment that was thicker than water. Yang Haozhong carefully opened his father's suit and put it on in front of the full-length mirror. It didn't fit him well. He looked into the mirror and studied him. Although he had just turned eighteen, he was much taller and straighter than his father. His shoulders were broad, and his chest muscles were well-developed. After taking off his wide school uniform, he did not look as thin as a weak scholar. His father's clothes were tight on him, and his sleeves were shorter. He looked as funny as a clown. He took it off helplessly and put it back on. If he wore this to work, he would definitely be a laughing stock.
He turned around to look at his mother who was sleeping soundly on the bed and sighed as he left. The boss was not in a good mood when he saw his silly look. She rolled her eyes at Yang Haozhong with heavy makeup and called the bar manager, Chen Xing.
"Take him to change his clothes. Otherwise, people will think that our shop is about to close and that we're looking for a rag-picker.”She didn't look at Yang Haozhong again. She turned around and walked back to the inner court." Don't come in from the front in the future. Go through the back door. Change your clothes and come out."”Her words drowned out the noisy background music.
Yang Haozhong had been gritting his teeth and silently enduring her rolling eyes and criticism. If he lost his temper, he might lose his job immediately. The needs of life taught him to be patient.
"Follow me." Chen Xing's attitude towards him was very cold, probably because he saw that the boss did not treat him well. He went into a changing room at the back. The environment was quite messy, and a few pairs of sneakers were thrown messily under the suitcase. There were also dirty socks on the bench that were casually thrown away.
"Box 323 is for you to use. Take good care of the key. If you lose it, you have to pay 100 yuan.”Chen Xing handed him a very ordinary key that cost 100 yuan. "You're probably going to wear an extra-large dress, right?”Chen Xing sized him up. Then, she took out two sets of black work clothes from a relatively large wardrobe and said,"Take good care of it yourself. If you break it, pay 500 yuan. Every Monday and Friday, the laundry would come to collect the clothes. If you wanted to wash them, you had to register.”
Yang Haozhong took the clothes. The first touch made him feel that the texture of the clothes was very good. It was even better than the clothes he wore today. He was surprised that the waiters here were all dressed so well. In the past, when he passed by a restaurant, he saw that the waiters inside were dressed very poorly. He was secretly glad that he had found a good job.
"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and change your clothes! Are you here to work or to mingle?" Chen Xing looked at his dazed expression and said angrily," Silly. I don't know what's wrong with Sister Chen to make you work here."”
"Hey!" He turned around and replied. He cherished the work in front of him more and more. He quickly changed his clothes under Chen Xing's gaze. He felt uncomfortable. This was the first time someone had watched him change his clothes, even though Chen Xing was also a man. After changing his clothes, Yang Haozhong looked at Chen Xing awkwardly. His eyes lit up, and he sized him up from head to toe again."Clothes make the man. I didn't expect you to be so handsome. Sister Chen, you're really sunny.”This was the first time he had heard someone evaluate a man so bluntly. He really wanted to dig a hole and hide in it.
"Do you want to stare through the floor?" Chen Xing saw his bashful look and mocked him a few times. He reached out and handed him a bottle of mousse."Clean up your hair. There's a mirror over there.”Yang Haozhong took it and looked at it carefully. The red bottle was printed in English. His curiosity was piqued. He leaned closer to take a closer look at the English words on it, and Chen Xing slapped him on the forehead.
"What are you looking at? Hurry up and get it done!"
"I don't know how to use it." Yang Haozhong wasn't annoyed. He told him the reason why he was studying the English notes with a flushed face. Chen Xing rolled his eyes and his blood surged. He snatched the Moss from Yang Haozhong's hand, then grabbed Yang Haozhong's forearm and dragged him to the mirror. He took off the cover and pressed the plastic button on it. " Hiss." A white foam ran from the bottle to his palm. He applied the foam to Yang Haozhong's hair. It was cool and fragrant. Yang Haozhong didn't dare to move and let him do whatever he wanted. He took out a comb from his pocket and combed Yang Haozhong's hair back. The bubbles disappeared, and Yang Haozhong's hair was moist and smooth as if it had just been washed. Yang Haozhong's tall and smooth forehead was exposed. His eyes were completely exposed without his long hair covering them, and his nose was even more upright.
He could not believe that the person in the mirror was himself. Chen Xing stared at him in surprise for a long time. He handed Moss and the comb to Yang Haozhong and asked him to keep them for himself.
He asked Yang Haozhong to be so clean before he went to work before he could go to the bar in front. He found a pair of black leather shoes that fit his feet and threw them to Yang Haozhong, asking him to change his shoes and go out to look for him. Yang Haozhong obediently did as he was told. When he left the locker room, he was a little nervous.
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