It was noon, and the entrance of the hotel was bustling with activity. Xiang Wentian and the other man were sitting in a row of small cars that were filled with the empty space in front of the hotel. On both sides of the revolving door of the hotel stood two gatekeepers who were dressed like servants, looking very energetic.
Xiang Wentian and Goldie hadn't bathed for two days, or rather, they had only bathed in the water. Ever since they came out of the inn, they had no place to bathe. However, it was such a hot day. It was really uncomfortable not to bathe in water for a day. Xiang Wentian thought of the Red River that was close to Shenzhou. It flowed from the east of Shenzhou and flowed into the East Sea near the Red Hill in the east. Thus, the two of them walked to the Red River District near the edge of the Red River while looking for work. At night, the two of them took advantage of the late night when no one was around to take a natural bath in the Red River, which saved them a lot of money.
The Golden Tripod Hotel was located on a busy street in the Red River District. It was also the main road of the Red River District, the southern end of Fortune Avenue. It was somewhat close to the suburbs of the Red River District. Although it was not the center of the street, the facade was still luxurious and luxurious like a big city.
The two of them came from a company in the city center and measured the distance with their feet. It was inevitable that they felt sore all over. In addition, he had been physically and mentally exhausted these days. His heart was anxious, his stomach was upset, and he had not taken care of himself. This person's description was a little ugly, and most people would not look at him well.
At least, when these two people walked towards the glorious entrance of the Golden Tripod Hotel, the two doormen who were waiting at the entrance all day were quite puzzled. Who were these two people? How dare he come to the main door to beg for food at this time? Wasn't he trying to make things difficult for the hotel? Moreover, the hotel had already paid the local people monthly according to the rules. Why did someone still dare to come and cause trouble?
The two doormen in charge of reception looked at each other and nodded at each other. One of them came forward to welcome the two of them, and the other held a walkie-talkie in his hand, ready to contact the security guards in the hotel at any time so that they could evacuate these miscellaneous people in time.
For some reason, when he saw the well-dressed doorman walking towards him in high spirits, Xiang Wentian felt a little nervous for no reason. This was very rare. Wasn't it just a doorman? It wasn't like he was meeting a big shot like a manager. What he didn't know was that too many failures in the past few days had secretly taken root and caused a shadow in his heart.
He was a little nervous, but his face showed some hesitation. Xiang Wentian didn't even ask naturally. Of course, the doorman, who was staring at him, didn't notice the sweat on his face and the rancid smell from his body. He was even more determined not to let such a person sneak into the hotel. Otherwise, he would be criticized.
"Please, may I ask if this place is recruiting security guards?”Xiang Wentian wanted to ask such a simple question.
Unfortunately, due to his nervousness, the first few words did not come out naturally. When the doorman, who was thinking of chasing the two away, heard it, he only had one thought. The person who came did not have good intentions. Before Xiang Wentian could say the last few words, the doorman shouted,"Go away, go away. This is not a place for the two of you. Those who are not neatly dressed are forbidden to enter! If you want to beg, go somewhere else!"
He looked like a person who was eating and was suddenly disturbed by a fly. The degree of disgust was indescribable. Xiang Wentian's heart froze. He almost fainted from the doorman's last sentence. What? Begging for food! Do I look like a beggar? Why did he have to look down on her?
However, what happened today had made him understand that this was Shenzhou, not Sandao Town. It was not a place where he could slam the table as he wished. Moreover, he was here to look for a job. He tried his best to hold back his anger and said in a low voice,"I, I'm not here to beg for food. I'm here to apply for a security job.”
This sentence was said in one breath. This time, the doorman finally understood. So they were looking for a job, but did these two look like they were looking for a job? The hotel wanted to recruit a group of security guards, but they didn't need to help just anyone. They needed people who could work for the hotel.
The doorman wanted to laugh, but he immediately realized his responsibility. He couldn't let this kind of person affect the hotel's business. His expression turned serious and he said sternly,"If you want to apply for a security job, the two of you should go home and tidy up your image first. Otherwise, the hotel won't let people like you in so easily.”
This was considered polite enough. The doorman was a very observant person. Since he only wanted to drive the two away as soon as possible, he did not need to be mean. It would not be a good thing to get into trouble. The beggars in this area were quite powerful. If those smelly people came here to make trouble, he would not be able to keep his job.
Xiang Wentian finally understood his image in the other party's heart. Was he really like this? He could not help but look at himself subconsciously. He was a little. The shirt on his upper body had not been washed, and the white color was about to turn yellow. It was wrinkled and stuck to his body. The pants on his lower body were full of dust. Compared to the spotless service on the doorman in front of him, it did not seem too much to say that he was a beggar.
With this comparison, he didn't dare to say anything else. He was already in this state. The hotel was a place that paid attention to cleanliness. How could he be allowed to work? He was afraid that the manager would chase him out when he saw him like this, and he would be asking for humiliation.
Xiang Wentian no longer had the desire to speak. He turned around and wanted to leave. Perhaps he had turned around too quickly, or his body was weak, he lost his balance. He staggered and fell towards the blonde. The blonde hurriedly held him and asked anxiously,"Boss, just like this, we're going back? Aren't we here to look for a job? At least he had to meet the manager. How would the doorman know if the hotel wanted people?”
The doorman heard it clearly and snorted. He glared at the blonde and said disdainfully,"Why don't you take a look at the two of you? Is this place for people like you? You still want to see our manager. If you don't leave now, don't blame the security guards for chasing you out.”
Although Xiang Wentian had been working for a few years, he had always been submissive and did not take this cold treatment to heart. However, this was the first time he was treated like this by someone who was not very impressive. He wanted to argue, but it was useless. In exchange, he was afraid that he would be treated coldly. Someone got out of the car and looked over curiously.
Xiang Wentian, who had experienced this before, stopped the yellow-haired guy from talking back. He said softly,"Let's go, Goldie. We're not allowed to go in here, so we won't go in. Let's find another job.”
The yellow-haired youth felt that the hand holding his shoulder wasn't strong enough. He looked at Wentian worriedly, but seeing that Wentian was urging him to leave, he didn't say anything more and silently supported him away. At the same time, he stared at the doorman behind him with a resentful look.
After arriving at a tree shade, Xiang Wentian seemed to be extremely tired. He sat down and did not want to get up again. Sweat trickled down his forehead silently, and he could only gasp for breath. Seeing him like this, Goldie became anxious and quickly asked,"Boss, you, what happened to you? Was he angered by that dog-eyed person just now? I, I'll go and find him to judge!"
Goldie, who didn't have much of a brain, finally understood what he was thinking. Xiang Wentian's current state wasn't because he was tired of the hard life, but because he had fainted from anger from the doorman's words. He was a graduate of an agricultural college and a national cadre, but when he came here, he was actually seen as a beggar! He was treated like a fly!
He was so angry that he wanted to vent his anger. It was not a place he could vent his anger. He wanted to say it, but he had never been so arrogant. How could he suddenly bear it? Being able to hold on and leave was already holding his breath, relying on the strong physique that he had trained on a daily basis. However, he knew very well how to argue with the yellow-haired guy if he wanted to argue with him. He quickly clenched his fist and shouted,"Come back! You, why are you looking for others to judge?”
After saying that, Xiang Wentian couldn't help but pant even more urgently. He couldn't stop coughing, and the veins on his forehead popped up from the coughing. The yellow-haired man panicked and patted his back, not daring to say anything else.
Under the shade of the tree, the two of them rested for a while before slowly leaving. After lying on the stone bench in Red River Park for most of the afternoon, Xiang Wentian finally understood. According to the current situation, they would have to do even serving dishes and doing small chores. Only someone was willing to let them sleep on the streets without starving.
He didn't have the energy to explain this to the blonde. He wouldn't go home like this anyway. Looking at the setting sun, Xiang Wentian bought six steamed buns with the last two yuan he had. After walking a few steps, a boy about thirteen or fourteen years old followed behind him. One could tell at a glance that he was a beggar. His clothes were tattered, and he held a broken bowl in his hand. He kept raising it to the passers-by to beg for food.
The boy pitifully raised the dirty and smelly broken bowl over. He was probably mute, meaning that he wanted them to give him alms. The two of them only had one last dinner. How could they be pitiful? The yellow-haired guy was in a bad mood. He pursed his lips and was about to scold him. He waved his hand to stop the yellow-haired guy from getting angry and said softly,"He's still a child. Don't you see? The child can't speak, yet you still want to scold him. No matter how pitiful we are, we're not as pitiful as others.”
As he spoke, he looked at the four steamed buns in his hands. The two of them bought the steamed buns and ate one each. These four buns were the food for the two of them to survive for the time being, but the child's pitiful appearance and pleading eyes made him unable to pretend that he did not see it. He sighed deeply in his heart and asked sympathetically,"Are you hungry too? Do you want something to eat?"
Seeing that the boy didn't say anything, Xiang Wentian shook his head helplessly and said,""I can't help you much, so I'll just give you these two steamed buns.”
"Boss, this, how can this be?" If we give him half, then what are we going to eat? This is our last meal!”
Xiang Wentian smiled sadly. This silent laughter was mocking his own incompetence. Since there would be a time when he couldn't even get a meal, he still wanted to look at the world and write words. He also lamented that a child like him had to come out and beg for food. It could be seen that there were many people in the world who suffered like him. He said softly,"I have no choice, little brother. You've met a poor person today. I don't even know if I'll have food to eat tomorrow, so I can only give you these.”
The boy was at a loss as he took the steamed bun. He wanted to ask the two young men for some change, but he did not expect to meet two real paupers who were worse off than him. He only nodded mechanically and watched them walk away slowly.
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