A Lucky Coin

Junior one doesn't know whether he is a sensitive person or not. When he is so old, he always needs to be invisible and watch his words and colors, but he also needs to constantly ignore the injuries that can't be avoided.

So he's sensitive and insensitive.

However, in the case of Yan hang, he should be very sensitive.

Yan hang received a phone call where no one spoke and no number was displayed, and then he was a little distracted.

"I'll call a car downstairs." after breakfast, Yan hang took out his mobile phone and called for a car. "I'll take you back to school."

"I'll take the bus and hand it over," the first day of junior high school was stunned. "No, you don't have to call the bus, right?"

"It's OK." Yan Hang's answer is very simple.

The first day of junior high school didn't speak any more. When the car arrived, he went downstairs with Yan hang.

The car first took Yan hang to the hotel. When he got off, Yan hang grabbed the window and laughed at him: "when you get to the place, send me a message."

"Well." I nodded at first.

Looking at the car driving away, Yan hang took out his mobile phone and called Cui Yi: "what's the news about my father?"

"Nothing happened. What's the matter?" Cui Yi asked immediately.

"Maybe I think too much," Yan said. "I got a phone call in the morning that nobody was talking, and there was no caller ID."

"It's unlikely. You should pay attention these two days," Cui Yi said. "I'll ask someone to inquire again."

"Well," Yan hang said with a smile, "am I too nervous?"

"No one can be calm about this kind of thing," Cui Yi said. "Normal reaction."

After chatting with Cui Yi again, Yan hang enters the hotel.

It's very annoying to arrange work every morning, especially when he sees that he stands lazily on purpose and looks unhappy. Originally, he is in a bad mood early in the morning. Now he wants to go and clean up.

The change of the environment is a special training man. He is like a Ninja Turtle now. He had to put it off a year ago. Once, he should have started.

When you wander in the Jianghu, you need to be free and easy. Now that you have become a fixed-point stall, you have to worry about it.

After arranging the work, Zhang Chen came over and whispered, "is there a new foreman coming?"

"I don't know," said Yan hangting, admiring Zhang Chen. He didn't work much longer than him, but he could always get the grapevine news. "He hasn't told me yet."

"If it's true," Zhang Chen said, "you must let me be in your group. I'm afraid I can't adapt to other groups."

Yan hang laughed: "well."

Chen Jinling had heard about it before her vacation, but there was no definite news. After the new director arrived, there were many adjustments. The restaurant business was much better, the waiters were recruited, and the number of teams was normal.

Yan hangting hopes to have more foremen at a time and let him work as a waiter directly Or go to the kitchen.

After a while, manager Tang called and went to his office for a short meeting in 20 minutes.

Yan hang looked at the time, stood by the corridor window at the back door of the restaurant for a while, and adjusted his mood. Today's morning didn't start well. He didn't want to hold a meeting with emotion, even if it was a short meeting, even if he didn't care about the position of foreman.

The mobile phone rang, and a message came from Chuyi.

-When I got to school, I didn't have any plans today. I went to the teaching building to visit it.

- is the new shoes easy to wear?

- it's easy to wear. There's no problem in walking ten steps with two people to sweep the hall legs.

Yan hang smiles at his mobile phone for a long time, and suddenly feels more relaxed. He stretches and turns to the dining room.

I didn't take two steps to see Ma Li come out from the back door of the restaurant with a lighted cigarette in his mouth. When I came here, I saw him without any reaction. He just took the cigarette from his mouth.

He came up with horsepower and didn't mean to say hello.

Yan hang didn't speak either. As he passed by, he grabbed his hand holding the cigarette and pinched it on his wrist.

Horsepower suddenly jumped aside, frowned and breathed, and the smoke fell from his hand to the ground.

Yan hang stamped out the cigarette end and gave him a look: "you can't smoke at work, you can't smoke in the corridor."

Horsepower didn't say a word and tried to shake off his hand, but he didn't let go.

"This is the second time," said Yan hang. "Rules are used to abide by, not to accommodate. Do you understand?"

"Let go!" Horsepower stares at him.

Yan hang didn't move. At the moment when he felt that the horsepower was full and he was ready to do his best, he let go.

Horsepower's hand didn't obstruct him. He waved it wantonly and left it on the wall behind him.

All of a sudden, my face was twisted with pain.

Yan hang ignored him, went into the restaurant, told several waiters that he was going to a meeting, and then went out to manager Tang's office.

When passing the elevator, the elevator door opened and Yan hang stopped. He saw the director come out from the inside and said, "good morning, director.""Xiaoyan," the director said with a smile, "go to the meeting?"

"Yes." Yan hang replied.

"Are you under a lot of pressure at work these days?" Asked the director.

"It's OK. There's a lot of pressure to be a waiter." Yan hang said.

He had a good impression on the director. Since the director came to the restaurant for a private visit, he had to bear all the difficulties. Every time he met him, he was smiling and praised him several times.

However, his good impression of the director is not entirely due to praise. The director has no airs and is very easygoing. Manager Tang looks more like the director than him.

"You ` ve been doing a very good job recently," the director suddenly switched mode, "but I do hear some complaints."

Yan hang Leng Leng, almost did not respond, while quickly adapt to the heart of the director is a good man's evaluation back.

He is in good working condition, but there are still complaints about him.

Tut.

The staff of the hotel complain anonymously. If Ma Li complains about him ten times or eight times, he will have a great effect.

“Although I don\'t think you are the one to blame for most of them， I\'m still expecting a better performance from you。” The director smiles.

“I will see what I can do and give it my best shot。” Yan hang was a little upset, but he gave a standard answer.

The director nodded: "talk to me if you've got any problems."

“Everything is under control so far. Thank you very much。” Yan hang said.

"Go to the meeting," the director switched mode again, "and do a good job."

"All right." Yan hang answered.

Manager Tang's short meeting was really short. It ended in ten minutes.

Consistent with Zhang Chen's information, a new foreman has arrived. It's a sister named Wang Qinqin. Her name is very gentle, but her style is very similar to Chen Jinling. Manager Tang dug it from other restaurants.

Yan hang has no idea. His only feeling is that his work will be much easier and he will have more rest time in the future

"Xiao Yan will arrange the group of waiters," manager Tang said. "He is familiar with these people."

"I'll make the list by the end of the day." Yan hang said.

"OK," said Wang Qinqin, "I've worked hard for Xiao Yan. I'll give you more advice in the future."

"I'm the acting foreman now. I want to learn more from you. If I do something wrong, please point it out to me." Yan hang smiles.

After coming out of manager Tang's office, he rubbed the fake smile on his face and was relieved.

Back at the restaurant, Yan hang stood by the bar and began to think about grouping. The other waiters had not thought about it. Anyway, Ma Li would definitely be assigned to Wang Qinqin's group.

Finally, I don't need to see this person anymore. It's the happiest thing today.

"Yan hang," Zhang Chen came over, "a guest just called to contact the group meal and said directly to find Xiao Yan. I said we would not accept the group meal for the time being, but he said that he wanted to tell you directly that he wanted me to call you, but I didn't tell him that I asked you to call him back This is his number

"Well," Yan hang took the note and looked at the number on it, "I'll call him."

Mr. long.

He knew almost all the frequent guests, and it was not surprising to call him by name, but he couldn't remember that he had a friendship with a guest named long.

Yan hang picked up the phone from the bar and dialed it according to the number.

The system prompts that this number is not enabled.

Yan hang Leng Leng, and dial again, is still not enabled.

"Zhang Chen," Yan hang turned his head, "do you remember the right number?"

"Yes, I checked it with him twice," Zhang Chen said. "How can I get through?"

"Well," Yan hang put down the receiver, "it's OK, wait for him to call back."

I haven't heard from Mr. long all day.

In fact, he doesn't think much about it at all. It's possible that the number of the guest is wrong or the guest changes his mind temporarily.

But today, he thinks a lot.

Although he felt too nervous, he couldn't control himself. He turned to the bathroom and had to wash his face to stabilize himself.

"Keep fighting. What's the use of one or two," someone whispered in the bathroom. "Just like before."Standing at the door, Yan hang could hear the sound of horsepower.

This endless sentence suddenly made Yan hang doubt this man.

After that, horsepower said nothing else, hung up the phone and walked out of the innermost compartment.

When he saw Yan hang, his face was calm. As usual, he didn't even look at Yan hang, so he went straight to the door.

"Wash your hands." Yan hang said.

Horsepower stopped to look at him, turned and went to the sink to wash his hands, then walked out from him without expression.

Yan hang looked at his back and his disgust reached the top.

The call to order the group meal may not have anything to do with him, but the call in the morning makes it hard for people not to doubt him.

In fact, Yan hang hopes that this is done by Ma Li, so that he can not only breathe a sigh of relief, but also have an outlet for all his anger.

The three silent calls he received on his mobile phone in the afternoon made Yan hang, who was still uncertain, almost sure that it was Ma Li who did it.

Only people of this level of horsepower will choose such a low pressure way.

Yan hang had to admit that although this way did not kill him, it did affect his work.

It's because the frequency of the phone starts to speed up when it's almost dinner time. Unlike the kind of noisy phone call that rings once a minute, this phone call always rings until it hangs up automatically. Moreover, because the number is not displayed, it can't be blacked out.

Of course, even if the number is displayed, it's not difficult to change one every minute.

"Hangge," one of the waiters came up, "there are guests looking for you over there."

"Well." Yan hang answered, muted his mobile phone and put it back in his pocket. As he walked, he looked in the direction pointed by the waiter.

I was surprised to see Junior one's classmate.

"Good evening, hangge." Zhou Chunyang gave him a smile.

"Did you have a friend?" Yan hang smiles.

"No, just one person." Zhou Chunyang said.

"It's very enjoyable," said Yan hang. "What would you like to eat?"

"Cod with shrimp," Zhou Chunyang did not look at the menu, "mashed potato chicken Patty."

"OK," Yan hang nodded, "have a drink?"

"Lemon juice will do. I'll lose weight." Zhou Chunyang said.

Yan hang glanced at him: "is this figure to lose weight irritating the fat man?"

Zhou Chunyang laughs. When Yan hang helps him to order, he says, "brother hang, do you really need wechat?"

"Well?" Yan hang looks at him.

"You can't send photos by MMS on the first day of junior high school, can you?" Zhou Chunyang asked.

"That's not true," Yan hang didn't expect him to say, "but it's a private number. I don't have a public wechat."

“…… Oh, "Zhou Chunyang Leng Leng," sorry. "

Yan hang smiles and turns away.

Today, I don't know what day it is. One after another, Yan hang returns to the bar and opens the calendar on his computer.

Very ordinary, even the words on the Yellow calendar are plain.

The cell phone in the trouser pocket is shaking again.

Yan hang was upset and had the impulse to take out his mobile phone and smash it into Ma Li's face.

He can change the number. This number is not used for a long time, and it is mainly used by the hotel to contact the guests. Changing it doesn't have a big impact.

But it's too easy to know his number.

The most important thing is that he has no evidence to prove that Ma Li did it, so he can't use any proper means to teach Ma Li a lesson.

He held the bar and looked down at the ground.

He can bear it. After all, he has no dissatisfaction with his current job.

But this morning, he was really flustered because of the phone call. The fear and the memory that he didn't want to think about all of a sudden almost broke his peace all this time.

Even now that he knew that Ma Li had done it, he could not immediately calm down his emotions, nor could he immediately press back the painful memories in his mind.

One night, Yan hang felt confused. Zhou Chunyang came to greet him when he left after dinner. He almost failed to smile.

"Brother hang, you don't have to give me a discount today," Zhou Chunyang said. "I took my dad's card, so you don't have to save it for him."

"Or I'll give you a 10% discount." Yan hang said.

Zhou Chunyang laughed: "no problem."

"You packed it?" Yan hang looked at his list.

"Well," Zhou Chunyang nodded, "there are a group of wolves in the dormitory. Take some back to satisfy their hunger."

Although he thought the child was a little strange, Yan Hang's overall impression of him was very good.

-Why didn't you come with Zhou Chunyang today?-Where have you been? Where did he go?

-He had dinner here in our restaurant this evening

on the first day of junior high school, looking at the news sent by Yan hang on his mobile phone, he felt that his eyes were bleeding.

He didn't see Zhou Chunyang all afternoon. He thought he had gone home. He didn't expect that Zhou Chunyang would suddenly run to Yan Hang's restaurant!

-Is he alone?

-Yes, but I don't know if he doesn't want you to know. If you don't say it, don't ask.

- well

Zhou Chunyang went alone! Eating out!

And the canteen he ate in the afternoon was particularly bad and expensive, which made his flesh ache.

But he didn't expect to go to find Yan hang. He didn't expect to go to find Yan hang all afternoon!

…… Of course, I can't think of it. Yan Hang is at work, playing a fart.

Zhou Chunyang has a lot of money. He used to sit in the restaurant and he could order. The reason is very good.

Yan hang had to give him a red envelope when he bought a pair of shoes.

Zhen · Qiong & Zhen · CuO

on the first day of junior high school, he sighed, and his mind was full of crazy thoughts. Then he calmed down and was a little depressed.

The door of the dormitory was pushed open. Without looking up on the first day of junior high school, Hu Biao called out: "Chunyang, where are you going What have you got to eat? "

"Pizza, and snacks," Zhou Chunyang carried a big bag and put it on the table, "and meat cakes. I took a taxi back. It's still hot. Do you have anything to eat?"

Several people in the dormitory immediately gathered around.

As soon as I lay on the upper bunk, I saw the sign of Yan Hang's restaurant on the bag.

"Where did you get it?" Zhang Qiang asked.

"The western restaurant I went back to," Zhou Chunyang said. "The foreman is a friend of grade one."

"Damn it," Li Ziqiang said with some dissatisfaction, "will you call us there?"

"Accident," Zhou Chunyang pushed glasses, "my father is upstairs fitness, not pull me to, I can't stay, went to the restaurant."

How beautiful it is to go to the gym and wear a flat lens!

Several people began to grab food from the bag.

Zhou Chunyang rushed in and snatched a box out, then pulled the railing of the upper berth of the first day of junior high school, stood in the lower berth and handed the box to him.

"Cod with shrimp," Zhou Chunyang whispered, "last time I saw you like cod."

At first, he was stunned and looked at him without speaking.

"There's something else in the bag," Zhou Chunyang said with a smile. "I just can't get it if I see you like that."

The first day of junior high school, I feel that I'm really out of temper.

Before Zhou Chunyang came back, he was very angry, although he didn't know what he was angry about. In short, he was very angry at the thought that Zhou Chunyang went to Yan Hang's restaurant alone, but he only ate a broken canteen.

But now he suddenly lost his temper.

Because Zhou Chunyang was afraid that he couldn't grab food, he took a box for him.

For other people's kindness, as long as he can feel is sincere, even if only a little bit good, he can immediately become a lump of plasticine.

"Thank you." Junior one said.

“…… You're welcome Zhou Chunyang smiles and jumps down.

When she was about to leave work, Yan hang gave Wang Qinqin the name of the group of waiters. She came to the restaurant with the list and told her group of waiters to leave later to get familiar with each other.

However, it was a little later and a lot later. Yan hang arranged for human health and finished today's work. When she was ready to leave, she was still talking to the waiter.

"How do you feel that she is more fierce than sister Chen?" Zhang Chen whispered as he went out with Yan hang. "Thank God you didn't divide me."

"If you make another mistake this month, I'll let you go." Yan hang said.

"You won't make a mistake if you die. Don't worry." Zhang Chen smiles and runs into the women's dressing room.

Yan hang changed his clothes and passed the restaurant before leaving. Seeing that Wang Qinqin's conversation was still going on, the waiters were numb.

He went downstairs quickly.

Usually, he doesn't go to the employee passageway. He doesn't have a car. Every time, he goes out from the lobby to take a bus or walk back for a few stops.

Today, he also went out from the lobby, and then went around to the corner of the hotel staff parking lot.

Ma Li usually rides a yellow car, but he hides it in the parking lot every time.

Today, as expected, it is the same as before. I rode out slowly and turned onto the path between the hotel and the shopping mall.

Yan hang put on his mask and quietly ran after him.

When horsepower was about to turn, he kicked him in the waist and kicked him out of the car.

Then, without waiting for horsepower to get up, Yan hang went to his face and kicked down again.

It took more than ten seconds for horsepower to shout, but when the knife in Yan Hang's hand touched his neck, he immediately lost his voice.

Behind the mall is a row of trash cans, he carried horsepower's clothes, dragged him past."Yan hang!" Ma Li clenched his teeth and whispered, "I know it's you!"

Yan hang didn't make a sound, but he put another foot in his stomach.

He hoped Ma Li didn't recognize him, but if Ma Li did, he didn't care.

Until the man didn't dare to say anything.

Horsepower was thrown into the middle of two garbage cans by him. In the next five minutes, horsepower had no chance to stand up again, but had to hold his head all the time.

Yan hang hasn't hit anyone like this for a long time. The last time he hit junior one, he didn't dare to play hard.

Now facing horsepower, he doesn't have much control. He just keeps the bones going.

Every punch and every foot is solid.

At last, Ma Li finally held his head and said, "brother hang, I'm wrong I'm really wrong. You let me go... "

Yan hang pulled him out again and kicked him on the ground before he stopped.

Horsepower lay on the ground, holding his head still.

Yan hang shook his hand and turned to the other end in silence.

When he got back to the street, he heard the horn of the car, the voice of the people around him, and the music coming from the shop. Then he slowly regained some sense of reality, and the anger in his body finally subsided.

When he got to the bus stop, he leaned on the billboard and sent a message to Chuyi.

-Do you have class tomorrow?

- yes, but I don't want to have class very much.

- then you can go begging for dinner.

- you can help me check if I have a part-time job. I want to work.

- OK.

Yan hang smiles and thinks that it's better to do something for junior one. He doesn't need to talk much and doesn't take up class time

Just out of his mind, a strange uneasiness made him look to the right.

I always feel some kind of sight.

People who come and go on the sidewalk on the right, after work, and go shopping, don't look special.

He rubbed his face.

What's going on?