Focus Internet Cafe held its anniversary store celebration on Wednesday. In addition to the lottery, half the hourly fee and free drink refills, the five-kill game in the game that day can also be given away a free night. As soon as the event was launched, the store welcomed many students who skipped classes early in the morning, and Xu Qiulai was one of them.

The difference is that others enjoy the service and she serves others.

The manager expected that he would be too busy to get in the store early in the morning, so he promised to give Xu Qiu three times the hourly fee and helped him all day on Wednesday.

But the triple hourly fee was not that easy to get. Not only did she escape the assembly language programming class in the morning, but she also had to wear the S-suits of the game characters all day long. According to the manager, it was to set off the hot atmosphere of the anniversary celebration.

Not only her, but the Internet cafe has also recruited several more temporary part-time jobs, Qingyishui’s young and beautiful female students.

With a lot of money, it’s a big deal to show off your thighs and arms. When summer comes, girls wear more glamorous and sexy than this. The difficulty is nothing more than overcoming the shameful 2D outfit for them, such an adult.

Xu Qiulai finished working at the front desk. When he entered the locker room, there were only a few sets of clothes that everyone had picked up. After rummaging over and over, she couldn't figure out how to put the pile of rags on her body.

It was Sister Chen who pulled a tender yellow fabric from the closet and threw it to her, "Qiulai! I left it for you. This one is better and more beautiful. It has the least amount of meat to reveal. You should be glad that others can't wear this."

Xu Qiulai quickly understood what Sister Chen said, "Others can't wear it" means. Her yellow skirt was very tight, and she held her breath and pulled the zipper to the top.

I can't eat behind my body, and I have to take a few breaths of water. Xu Qiulai was afraid of breaking this low-quality skirt, and his wig was itchy and he didn't dare to scratch it. The lace gloves on his arms were also very inconvenient to do things!

After busy all morning, Xu Qiulai was so hungry that he put his chest on his back. He took a snack in the kitchen for lunch, and accidentally got a big mimeogram in the palm of her palm. She could only pull out her right glove and put it on the cabinet, thinking that she would make her lose money with her relationship with the manager... However, this was not the worst. After the snack was finished, the squad leader Ying Qing called her.

"Called?" Xu Qiulai couldn't believe it. After halfway through the semester, Professor He actually called her for the first time, but she actually made her hit her right. Can this person be considered a non-cai?

"I'm sorry Qiulai, I want to help you, but Professor He counts it one by one this time... The professor asked you to go to the department office tomorrow to find him."

I'm sorry, he can't turn into a female voice to help her answer.

Xu Qiulai could guess the guilty look of the nerd scratching his head through the phone, sighing and rubbing his temples, "It's okay, I've just skipped the class, thank you for notifying me."

As soon as the phone rang, Xu Qiulai felt that the headache became more and more serious.

The reason is no different. Professor He, who teaches this professional course, is a big shot in China. He has many disciples, and most of them have become the mainstay of the Internet industry. The old man usually sneezes and shakes the entire Information Institute. He has almost never taught undergraduates in recent years.

He emphasized at the beginning of school that he didn't like to call, but once the person who ordered was absent, the usual quantitative score of this course was discounted by half. If you missed twice, you would basically make a reservation in advance.

Even if QU University brings together top universities that bring top academic masters in China, there are so many students who fail too many subjects and cannot get a diploma every year. After four years of college, they can't be in vain. Xu Qiulai dares not beg for the big shot.

She raised her heart and carefully deduced in her mind what the professor might say tomorrow’s office professor might encounter, and the solutions to every direction. It is necessary to impress the professor while sincerely admitting his mistakes, so that he knows that he is a first-time offender, and it is best to be generous and deal with it with ease.

Thinking of this, I felt a clear idea in my heart, and I was not so panicked.

She tried hard to distract herself from work, raised her hand to take the customer's ID and recharge. When she took it back, she suddenly felt that the person who came to her palm shaved twice.

The touch made people's hair stand on its feet.

Internet cafes are open around the school, and most of the guests are young students. The most courageous person on weekdays can only talk to her for a few words. Xu Qiulai has never met such a vulgar man since he worked part-time. When he looked up, he saw that the man was 26 or 7, with a hunched back, but a tall and big man. His eyes were low and he did not come into contact with her eyes, as if the moment just now was just her illusion.

Xu Qiulai's heart turned around, lowered his eyes, and when he handed the ID back, he suddenly slid down from his fingers.

"ah."

She exclaimed in a low voice, trying to reach out to catch it, but instead clumsily pushed down the marble cashier sign on the countertop and smashed it on the feet of the person wearing sandals.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I've smashed you." Xu Qiulai interpreted his pitiful appearance very realistically and took the initiative: "Why don't you hide?"

"Not noticed." The man held back his tears and gritted his teeth and squeezed out.

He stared at her flat chest, and Xu Qiulai sneered.

Even if he was limping, some chromophores would not have a memory. The man picked a seat closest to the cashier. The seat was facing the glass door, which was very noisy and there was no one on weekdays. His eyes seemed to be frequent, and he was wandering around every inch of her exposed skin like a substance, sticky and disgusting.

Everything is for three times the hourly wage.

Xu Qiulai's fists clenched under the cashier. She knew that some otaku had a crazy love for the two-dimensional characters, perhaps because of the character S. She endured her irritability and forced herself to brainwash her.

What's the solution? People can't just take a few glances and slap him dozens of big things. When they come out to make a living, what's there to say about pride?

After standing for two minutes with his scalp tightened, Xu Qiulai simply found an ugly male colleague to help him serve and serve tea and deliver food by himself.

Fortunately, the cashier is not difficult, so I agreed as soon as I asked the person to do so.

Looking back at the front desk that made him fat in middle age and had a pothole on his face, Xu Qiulai felt secretly happy, and then let's take a look, blinding the dog eyes of the wretched man.

Then he was busy until dark and when the part-time jobs were almost gone, the manager explained: "Qiulai, the organic mouse on the second floor cannot be used. You can get a new one and change it. After finishing it, get off work."

"Okay!" Xu Qiulai had been tired all day without getting stuck in the ground, and his answer was very crisp, and he trotted to the warehouse to get a new mouse.

There were fewer and fewer customers in the Internet cafe. The cleaner started cleaning from the second floor, but the manager did not tell her which table number.

Xu Qiulai looked around, "Who needs to change the mouse?"

There was a hand raised in the corner, "Here."

It's Lu Li.

The man held the notebook and slid the chair behind him, giving up space to change her mouse.

The computer cable passed through the round hole of the desktop and needed to squat down to plug into the host port. Xu Qiulai's skirt was too tight. She always felt that the zipper was pressed against her waist as soon as she squatted, and she felt a sense of crisis that she would immediately collapse. She twisted and tried twice, but didn't squat down, so she had to say, "I'll call someone..."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Li impatiently put the notebook aside, took the mouse head and squatted down by himself. He had a natural advantage in doing this, and the port was connected in a few seconds.

I stood up and patted the dust on my clothes, pulled back to my chair and sat down, put my finger on the new mouse and clicked a few times to test it. When I saw Xu Qiulai still there, I frowned casually, "What else?"

To be fair, Xu Qiulai has almost never been treated coldly among the opposite sexes of the upper and lower age groups, but it seems to have become commonplace for him.

She took a deep breath and squeezed out a standard smile from the service industry: "Guest, due to a failure of the input device in the store, our manager decided to compensate you for a lottery."

"How to smoke?" He seemed to want to kill the person quickly.

Xu Qiulai didn't want to stick a cold butt anymore, and omitted a bunch of regular programs such as following the official account. He directly clicked the lower right corner to enter the administrator password and desk number. After the operation was completed, he handed over the mouse, "Just click the lottery."

"Oh." He looked away from his notebook, and his slender fingers fell a little like grace on the screen.

The lottery mini program was written by Xu Qiulai for the store celebration. It set an outrageous winning rate at the boss's request. As for the encouragement awards that can be given coupons for a full purchase, most people are too lazy to even redeem them. She is ready to turn around and leave. Unexpectedly, after turning the pointer, it shakes it a few times, and it falls on the second prize.

This luck! God knows... she set a second prize, or a winning rate of one in a thousand.

The man looked up and Xu Qiulai spoke against his will, "It's the second prize, congratulations on winning a keyboard."

“I don’t need an extra keyboard.”

"Our prize is a fil mechanical keyboard, which is quite expensive. Do you really want it?"

"Can you change the fried rice?"

This prodigal son really loved fried rice deeply. Xu Qiulai smiled and replied, "Sorry, the customer, the kitchen has already got off work."

"The keyboard is for you, please help me stir-fry some egg fried rice, add more carrot diced ones."

Who can refuse such a sweet request? The brand new keyboard turner can sell at least 800 yuan, and you will get a week's salary!

Xu Qiulai turned around and borrowed the key and stepped into the kitchen.

I dare not say anything else, what is the food she and Qiutian eat the most on weekdays? Egg fried rice!

From the Hutouba Nao fried two years ago to the full color, fragrance and taste of now, each step is accumulating experience again and again.

Serve rice, beat eggs, and cut diced vegetables in one go.

Hot oil, chopped bacon and carrots and small peas into the pan, add rice and stir-fry, and finally pour in the golden eggs that were fried in advance.

It's done!

Xu Qiulai first went to the manager to receive the prize, handed over the work at the cashier, and then brought the meal plate upstairs.

As she put the thing in front of the person, she reached out to remove the small bowl covered by the snow-white plate. The golden fried rice with round marks was emitting fragrance and heat, and orange diced carrots and green peas were decorated.

As soon as Lu Li picked up the spoon, Xu Qiu came to hand him a booklet: "Please be in trouble, I have to fill in this."

That is the prize collection record. The information required to be filled in is name, membership number, telephone number, social account, and home address.

Due to habits, Lu Li doesn't like to fill in these things that easily expose private information. For example, if a group of people like them get a social account, it will be enough to fully unearth the other person's life trajectory within fifteen minutes.

However, after moving his eyes to the steaming plate, he took the pen and filled in the previous name and membership number.

Then draw them in the remaining three columns...

Xu Qiulai's eyes twitched slightly for a moment. Fortunately, the manager did not stipulate that the information must be filled, and having a membership number should be enough to submit it.

However, after handing over the booklet, Xu Qiulai did not immediately go home with the keyboard.

No need to think, if someone knows that the prize she won was taken out of this door by her, the manager would probably be the first to suspect that there was something wrong with the program she wrote and collude with others to operate in secret.

She can't do this, so she can only start with Lu Li.

"Are you satisfied with the taste?" Xu Qiulai separated a little and sat down opposite the man.

"The bacon is too scorched." He put down the spoon, thought for a while, and then changed his mouth, "but it's better than usual."

Xu Qiulai narrowed his eyes and smiled very gently, "Then can I ask you for a little help?" She pointed to the brand new packaging box on the keyboard.

"Take this with you when you leave, and I will go out with you."
Chapter completed!