Chen Zong and Mancang's way of greeting customers had begun to show results. Boss Wang Laoyue looked at the small shop that used to be half-dead. Every bed was very nervous, but his heart was obviously trembling with joy. However, Wang Yuesheng suppressed it and did not show it.
Wang Yuesheng's hands were cramping with excitement as he counted the money. He looked at Chen Zong kindly. In the past, Wang Yuesheng didn't care about Chen Zong and let him do whatever he wanted, but these days, he had changed his attitude.
Every morning at three o'clock, Shi Guang would look at Chen Zong's window and shout,"" Hey, Brother Zongzi, it's time to get to work. It's time to chase away the customers," the voice sounded gentle and fawning.
Then, she looked at Chen Zong's tired face and walked out with a gray canvas bag.
Wang Yuesheng knew that it was Chen Zongzi's breakfast after he lost his soul. It was usually cheap food brought over from Jiangbei by Nie Xiaoqian, whose wife and lover were not like his wife and lover. There were some pickled vegetables and dried noodles. It was the kind of food that would make a squeaking sound in the mouth.
Nie Xiaoqian had prepared them the night before she was here.
Chen Zong had never had a meal at the train station, although the mutton ramen from Mo River always floated in front of him. The fragrance sometimes made his stomach sour and he yearned for a comeback.
Sometimes, Chen Zong really wanted to throw the bag away and sit there, but he would also shout out heroically,""Boss, bring me half a catty of mutton and noodles."
Then, like those rich people, they would eat until their foreheads were covered in sweat. They would even casually admire the beautiful women from all over the world who had just come out of the train.
Like every successful boss, big or small, he would think about who he should chase today and who he should f * ck tomorrow. Then, he would be happy in his heart.
That kind of life seemed to be getting further and further away from Chen Zong. These days, what Chen Zong had to do was to save as much as possible and accumulate every bit of wealth around him.
Nie Xiaoqian had leaned on his shoulder last night and said,""When we have enough money, we can work together. I heard from Seventh Master Mo that the old Russians on the other side of the river are splitting up. The things they sell are so cheap that it's like picking them up. I don't want to do this job of helping others anymore. The big head has been swallowed by Seventh Master Mo. I still have to smile at him. That old fellow even touches me sometimes."
Nie Xiaoqian's legs were wrapped around Chen Zong's waist as she murmured. Seeing that Chen Zong was a little absent-minded, Nie Xiaoqian would always pat Chen Zong coquettishly before continuing to describe their future. Nie Xiaoqian would always say longingly after Chen Zong satisfied her,"Zongzi, when we have the capital, the two of us will go over and make a small fortune. It will be good to feed our future little Zongzi.”
Today, Chen Zong was woken up by Boss Wang Yuesheng downstairs as if he was calling her X.
Chen Zong didn't know what was wrong with him today, but he felt a little flustered and uneasy when he heard Wang Yuesheng's voice. His eyelids kept twitching.
He hoped that nothing would happen in this unlucky year. If that happened, Chen Zong's days would really be over. Chen Zong felt a chill in his heart when he thought of it.
Thinking about life, Chen Zong felt a little unbearable pain. Half a month ago, if it weren't for that XX copper coin, he would still be sitting leisurely in the hospital, soaking a pot of flower tea, picking a newspaper in his hand, and just looking at the clock on the wall, waiting for work to end.
After work, he would go to a crowded place with a group of buddies and comment on the Beijiang women who were shuttling back and forth. Sigh, those days were really nostalgic.
Chen Zong reflected on his past life. Under the gray sky of Manzhou, his mood was dull. Chen Zong realized that he was like a slave in Manzhou. He was a little sissy. He nodded and bowed to everyone he saw. He had to repeat his words every day. However, no matter how strong a man was, he couldn't control life. Sometimes, life controlled himself.
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