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"Nice lad."

The aunt looked at Wen Jiu cheerfully, "Nowadays, few young people are willing to do rough work in a down-to-earth manner."

"Where is it, I'm just eating for nothing."

Wen Jiu felt a little inappropriate about what the aunt said.

The jobs that young people want may not be high-end, but they must have hope and room for development.

Moving cages in the kitchen for a lifetime will not bring out the skills that will grow over time, so that young people have no hope, so few are willing to do it.

"Isn't that right, my little brother Wen Jiu only worked for a few days, so it's a good source of material."

Boss Zhang was worried that Wen Jiu would go wrong and be wronged, so he came to see him from time to time.

Right now, the breakfast and meal time has passed, and at 11 o'clock, the staff in the dormitory area is equivalent to getting off work, and they will come back in the afternoon to deal with the passenger flow at the dinner time.

Cooking is not within the scope of Wen Jiu's responsibility. He will leave work at 11 o'clock and return to work at 17 o'clock.

"Yo, where is the young man?"

The radiant middle-aged man walked into the small supermarket wearing a special uniform, and Boss Zhang immediately stepped forward to greet him.

"Special Police Qian, our Chef Wang is going back to his hometown to visit relatives for a few days, and this little brother is here to help."

"oh?"

Qian Axiong was slightly taken aback. He had known Boss Zhang for so many years, and this was the first time he heard that Wang Biao had returned to his hometown.

Wen Jiu, who was idle, looked at the special police officer Qian.

In the previous concept, "special police" should be a special security force trained to face more severe enemies, and the training intensity and training items are exaggerated compared with ordinary police forces.

To face serious criminals, EOD and so on.

Wen Jiu understood it in this way, but the Qian special police officer in front of him was over fifty years old, his body was slightly hunched, and he was wearing a thick winter uniform, so his muscles could not be seen.

Moreover, why did the special police leisurely come here to buy breakfast when they are free?

With doubts in his heart, Wen Jiu greeted warmly as usual on the surface.

Special Police Officer Qian also has a bright temper, "Hahaha, the young people are indeed energetic. I am the third-class special police officer in charge of this street."

Boss Zhang introduced it as if showing off, "My little brother Wen Jiu is not simple, what a fortune teller."

"Oh?" Special Police Officer Qian suddenly became interested, "How do you say it? Master Feng Shui?"

"I'm not afraid to brag to you, I was in a bad state a while ago, you know that."

"Yes, for a while your old face was wrinkled like moldy tofu skin."

Qian Axiong walked around Boss Zhang in a detour, "It looks like a lucky day today."

"What kind of luck is it? Brother Wen Jiu pointed out and helped me untangle my heart. And Wang Biao..."

As an old acquaintance who got together, Qian Axiong also knew that Wang Biao had a heart disease, but he was a big-hearted person, and everyone thought it was okay until Wang Biao's physical condition was affected.

"Wang Biao's thoughts have also been seen through by the little brother?"

Qian Axiong followed the conversation and asked, Boss Zhang repeatedly affirmed, "That's right!"

After roughly talking about Wen Jiu's magic, Qian Axiong's gaze gradually changed, with a sense of scrutiny from the security industry.

"Brother Wen Jiu, right? I have a merciless request."

On the surface, it was calm and breezy, but Wen Jiu's heart moved, he came to work so soon.

"Even if the special police officer Qian said that I am average, I can help as much as I can."

"Then I'm not welcome. I have to test you first, and I will entrust you with some troublesome things after you pass."

"oh?"

The other party has a special identity, so Wen Jiu has made psychological preparations in advance, and the subsequent formal entrustment may be related to the special police profession.

But…

Wen Jiu focused his attention on Special Police Officer Qian, and a faint image of a sweet dream appeared behind him.

The image of the sweet dream is undoubtedly that of Special Police Officer Qian himself, who took off his uniform and wore loose home clothes, with two little children, a man and a woman, playing around their knees and caring for their lives.

most of the time,

The dream image needs to be entrusted by the other party to be visible.

If you are pure-hearted like a child, you can be calm about your dreams, and the image of your dreams can be directly seen by Wen Jiu.

The situation of special police officer Qian is somewhere between the two. Although it is not as clear as that of a child, it has a high degree of recognition. It does not need to be commissioned, and Wen Jiu can see it when he concentrates.

With confidence in his heart, Wen Jiu spoke confidently, "How does Special Police Qian want to test me?"

"Let me ask you, um... what do I think about doing this job in the future?"

This can be regarded as the fulfillment of the Sweet Dream commission, and the two parties did not agree on a reward, but Wen Jiu could easily get Sweet Dream points.

The current dream points are 27.

Consume 25 points to make a wish to the Dreamy Stone Statue in the lounge and ask it to answer a question.

50 points can be exchanged for the Feather of the Crescent Moon, and 100 points can be used for the Dream Lucky Draw...It's too far away, so don't think about it for now.

Speaking of the current situation, facing the question of Special Police Qian, it seems to be asking about "career planning", but it is actually misleading.

The image of the sweet dream appears so easily, which shows that he knows in his heart that he wants to retire and return to his hometown, but he has to stay because of various reasons.

"SWAT Qian, I want to ask about your family, okay?"

Wen Jiu raised topics in stages to avoid too much sensation.

If the two parties did not know each other before, and directly said that Special Police Qian had a pair of grandchildren, then it was not psychological counseling, but a fortune teller, and the misunderstanding must be cleared up!

Special Police Officer Qian's expression changed. He deliberately misled Wen Jiu, and the topic was indeed brought back from the career aspect to family affection, indicating that the misleading was seen through.

"My son, daughter-in-law work in other cities, and my grandson and granddaughter follow them."

"Yes, you know in your heart that you need to stick to your post. In fact, the purest dream is to accompany your children and grandchildren to grow up."

There was no follow-up speech from a few people. In the short silence, Qian Axiong seemed to hear the call of his grandson and granddaughter. He subconsciously turned to look behind him, and the scene of enjoying his life in a trance emerged from the depths of his mind.

No, the ideal scene this time is not limited to my mind, but is close in front of my eyes, and it is fleeting.

The breeze passed by, blowing the remaining white smoke from the steamer, and dissipated with the image of the dream, but it was deeply imprinted in my heart.

The temperament of Special Police Officer Qian changed, as if he had relieved his exhaustion, with a burden on his shoulders and a radiance in his eyes.

Observing this, Wen Jiu clicked on the game interface.

However, the content in the text tooltip box is Sweet Dream Points +3.

The entrustment points that are simply completed are less, but the completion process is comfortable, without hard thinking and fussing.

"As expected of a fortune teller." Special Police Officer Qian raised his head and sighed, "I, Qian Axiong, take my little brother's self."

"I'm really not a fortune teller."

Wen Jiu wants to cry but has no tears.

Letting people see the image of a dream is not just a glance. From Boss Zhang to Wang Biao, to the special police officer Qian in front of him, there seems to be some kind of spiritual peace and sublimation.

It's a pity that outsiders can't feel it, only those involved understand it.

"You passed the test." The eyes of Special Police Officer Qian once again returned to the professional atmosphere, this time there was a little softness in the sharpness.

"The Police Department is a little troublesome, and it needs the cooperation of capable people and different people."

Special Police Officer Qian paused and did not continue.

With Boss Zhang's level of dealing with people, he quickly realized the deep meaning of the pause. It is not appropriate to discuss important matters at the entrance of the supermarket.

"Oh, I just made a pot of good tea, and it will be cold if I don't go back to the office. Let's come in and sit down together..."