Good Morning, Mr. President!

One Thousand One Hundred and Ninety-Nine Help Me Change My Clothes! (II)

Tang Yu...

Song Zhixing bit his lip. Why do I have to think of him again?

She has obviously moved out now. She can breathe freely and do everything she wants to do freely. No one will point fingers at her anymore, so she shouldn't think about him anymore.

Song Zhixing took a deep breath, shook his head, and shook that person out of his mind. Get back on your feet and find a job.

Song Zhixing found a part-time job in a large sauna.

At 30 yuan an hour, you can work five hours a day on weekends and earn 150 yuan. Specializing in errand services such as delivering towels and cold water to guests.

Ever since she was little, Song Zhixing has been served by others. She has never done this kind of service, so it was difficult to adapt to it at first.

"Hey! Newcomer, 10 bath towels and hats will be given to you in room 2!"

Song Zhixing had just finished delivering the water to the man. He turned around and responded immediately, "Okay, we'll be there soon!"

"Hurry up!" the foreman urged.

The temperature in the sauna was already high, and Song Zhixing was so hot that he was covered in sweat. However, he didn't bother to wipe it off and immediately ran to the disinfection room to get a bath towel.

After coming out with 10 large bath towels, the foreman placed two stacks of fruit plates on top.

Song Zhixing had never done heavy work before and couldn't lift it with his hands or carry it on his shoulders. These ten bath towels were heavy enough, and now adding the fruit plate made it even worse. Her hands were a little unsteady. The foreman glared at her, "You have to hold it tight! If this falls over, you'll have to pay for it! 300 for a fruit plate."

Song Zhixing gritted his teeth and steadied himself, "Where can I send you the fruit plate?"

"Number 5."

She turned around and walked to room five. The dripping sweat flowed from her face to her lips, and she felt bitter and astringent.

She had asthma and her breathing was a little unsteady, but she could only hold on.

For four hours, she ran almost non-stop, without even having time to take a sip of water. For the first time, I discovered that making money is so difficult and hard.

So, is it so hard for Tang Yu to make money?

I don't think so.

He is so shrewd and wise, and he has no shortage of means and channels to make money.

Song Zhixing sighed and found that he thought of him inexplicably again, and his mood suddenly became much depressed.

He took a glass of water and drank several mouthfuls of cold water to soothe his stomach. She didn't even eat breakfast in the morning, and after such intense work, she was now so hungry that she felt dizzy.

"Song Zhixing!" The door to the lounge was knocked. "Stop being lazy and come out quickly! It's just your first day at work!"

"Oh, here we come!" Song Zhixing gritted his teeth, took a long breath, held back the discomfort, put down the water glass, opened the door and walked out.

"Stop wilting, cheer up." The foreman glanced at her.

Song Zhixing usually doesn't have such a good temper and can be manipulated by others, but now she is a newcomer and the other party is the leader. For the 150 yuan, she has to swallow her anger.

When I was about to go to work, I heard the polite and joyful voice of the receptionist outside:

"Sir, please come inside! Are there eight people in total?"

"Um."

Song Zhixing was about to go to work when he suddenly paused when he heard that one-syllable word.

This sound...

How can it be?

How could he come to a place like this?

Although the environment of this sauna is not bad, it is still a place for public consumption. A group of people sitting there sweating in low-quality disposable clothes is definitely not a scene that Tang Yu can bear.

However, just when she was lost in thought, a group of people had already entered.

The person she thought would never appear was walking at the front of the crowd.

Behind him were Du Hui and six other people, all bosses. One by one, all in suits and leather shoes, as soon as they appeared here, they attracted the attention of everyone in the room.

They are completely incompatible with this place.

"Welcome! Let's all rest in the VIP room for a while. We will prepare clothes immediately!" The foreman is a person who knows how to get things done. He changed his arrogant attitude towards Song Zhixing and immediately bowed and stepped forward.

The words were spoken to Tang Yu.

She is usually well-informed and like a good person. Of course, it can be seen at a glance that Tang Yu is by no means an ordinary person.

Tang Yu nodded lightly and followed the foreman inside. Song Zhixing stood aside, so surprised that he forgot to look away from him for a moment. As if sensing her gaze, Tang Yu's eyes shot toward her. Looking at each other, she subconsciously wanted to avoid him, but before she could turn her face away, he had already taken the lead to look away and stopped looking at her again.

There was no emotion on his face at all.

His eyes were even colder, even unfamiliar. It was as if he didn't know her at all.

Song Zhixing was startled, and his heart felt cold for no reason.

She didn't come back to her senses until his upright body passed by her shoulder.

"Hey, let me tell you, Song Zhixing, why are you wasting your time! Hurry up and prepare eight sets of clothes. Why don't you expect the guests to wait for you?" The foreman's voice shouted over, and Song Zhixing suddenly came back to his senses. She raised her eyes, looked at the figures behind her, and heard the foreman apologizing: "I'm sorry, gentlemen, this is new here and is not doing things right."

Tang Yu didn't make a sound. Song Zhixing could only see his back, but not his expression at the moment.

However, she still felt embarrassed being scolded in front of Tang Yu. Biting her lip, she turned around and walked to the clothing room.

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Song Zhixing carried eight sets of clothes to the VIP room. When he entered, the waiter was waiting for him carefully.

No one spoke in the whole room, it was very quiet.

Tang Yu sat in the main seat, looking out the window with a gloomy look, his expression was hard to tell. Others looked in his direction from time to time, as if considering his meaning. This second master came to this place, didn't he really come to a place like this just to take a sauna?

Song Zhixing really couldn't imagine what it would be like for him to take a sauna here. However, since he wanted to pretend that he didn't know her at all, then he wouldn't know her! It would be best if he never knew her!

She thought angrily, and her face was a little angry, "Sir, these are your clothes. The dressing room is right next to it, please go, I won't bother you."

The tone was not good. Song Zhixing put down his clothes and turned to leave.

Du Hui wanted to say something, but he looked at someone who was still looking out the window, and didn't say anything.

But the next moment, Song Zhixing opened the door...

"Wait." A gloomy voice sounded slowly.

She didn't wait. Why should she wait? Didn't he know her?

"I'm calling you! Didn't you hear me?" The foreman pulled her back and glared at her secretly.

Tang Yu's expression didn't change much, he just stood up from the main seat leisurely, "Take me to the dressing room."

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