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“Welcome to come again next time!”

Zhu Yuwei and Lan Yanxin, who were wearing tight-fitting uniforms, bent down and sent away a customer.

After the customers left the cafe, the two people behind the cashier were no longer as serious as before.

Lan Yanxin pulled up a high stool and sat down, touching her calves with her hands, "I'm so exhausted. I'm going to sing after get off work today. I'll treat you!"

Zhu Yuwei also sat on the stool behind her, "If I don't go, I have to go home to cook in the evening, and my brother is here."

"Your brother?" Lan Yanxin looked disgusted, "If boys live in your place, what will I do if I go there in the future? My rent is about to expire."

Zhu Yuwei smiled and said: "Aren't you rich? Find a house by yourself."

Lan Yanxin said: "My current monthly salary is more than 5,000, which is not enough."

"Where did you get the money for the treat tonight? Your salary hasn't been paid yet." Zhu Yuwei was curious about where this friend got the money.

Lan Yanxin said nonchalantly: "Apply for a loan, otherwise you won't live until the end of the month."

Zhu Yuwei immediately became nervous, "How much did you borrow? It's best not to borrow this. Many people in my hometown were hunted down after taking out loans. Many of the loan collectors were not human at all and could do anything."

Lan Yanxin said with a smile: "It's okay, so I took out a loan of 100,000 yuan. My current monthly salary is 5,000 yuan. I can pay off the 100,000 yuan in a short time. It's not difficult to make money anyway."

Zhu Yuwei felt a little relieved when she heard that there was only one hundred thousand.

"Don't spend money lavishly. If you can afford it, don't take out a loan."

Hearing Zhu Yuwei's nagging, Lan Yanxin said nonchalantly: "It's okay. At worst, I'll start a live broadcast and be the anchor. Besides working, there are many ways to make money."

Zhu Yuwei didn't say anything about being an anchor. In this era, many women, even married housewives, are making money as anchors.

Most people's wages are just that, and high-paying jobs must either be highly skilled or have connections, otherwise they can only be enjoyed by a few people.

Although the salary of female anchors is unstable and not particularly high, it can be said to be the only option for some housewives who have nothing to do at home, and some young girls who have a lot of loans.

Lan Yanxin sighed helplessly, looking up at the lighting, "It would be great if I could become a star, millions a night,"

Zhu Yuwei said: "Don't think about it, we will never make millions in our lifetime."

Lan Yanxin and Zhu Yuwei have a very good relationship. After lamenting about money, they talked about life.

"I was about to introduce you to a boyfriend. If you suddenly have a younger brother, others will be scared away."

Zhu Yuwei said with a smile: "Scare away if you scare me away. I'm not an orphan. I have a very good relationship with my parents."

"I'm different from you. My parents have nothing to do with me." Lan Yanxin leaned on the chair and said nonchalantly: "I don't care about them, and they don't care about me. I don't covet their things. Just take care of yourself.

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Zhu Yuwei took out her mobile phone and took the initiative to call Lan Yanxin: "This is my brother. Look how handsome he is!"

"In general." Lan Yanxin glanced at him and said, "He looks quite honest. Unlike your brother, he looks a bit like a child from a migrant worker family."

Zhu Yuwei said awkwardly: "He has a very weird temper. He has become very sloppy since he came to my place. I bought him toiletries and clothes, but he just wore his own tattered clothes and shoes and didn't listen to anything I said."

Lan Yanxin sighed, "Then it will be even more difficult. It seems like your brother is still in school. I don't think you will be able to get married."

Zhu Yuwei smiled and said: "I'm not a biological brother, I'm a recognized brother. Forget it, I won't tell you anymore. I'll introduce you to him when he has time in a few days."

"No, why do I know him?" Lan Yanxin decisively refused.

At this time, a guest came over, and the two quickly stood up and showed formulaic fake smiles.

After the guests left, Lan Yanxin sat on the stool dejectedly, "This five-thousand-dollar job is really tiring. I don't want to do it anymore. It's less dignified than a prostitute."

"I don't want to do it anymore." Zhu Yuwei understood Lan Yanxin's mood very well.

The two of them don't just say a few polite words. In addition to standing guard and collecting money, they often have to face the strange emotions of customers.

The quality of some people is extremely poor. What's more important is that they are paid a salary of 5,000 to deal with the "guests" coming and going. Sometimes they feel very humble.

"I want to go ashore and serve the people." Lan Yanxin looked at the lights diagonally above her like a dead fish.

Zhu Yuwei struck: "It's impossible. Now we are still serving the people."

"Oh! Then I'll go to the sea." Lan Yanxin sighed.

Zhu Yuwei asked: "How is your boyfriend? You can get married as soon as possible."

Lan Yanxin shook her head, "A boyfriend is a boyfriend, and a husband is a husband. He is too poor and has no ambition to be my husband."

Zhu Yuwei also doesn't approve of Lan Yanxin's boyfriend, who is also a moonlighter and is said to owe a lot of money.

"You'd better find someone reliable."

When Lan Yanxin heard what Zhu Yuwei said, she said unconvinced: "Reliable ones are not that easy to find. Nowadays, we are aging seriously. Let alone boyfriends. Even if we go out to sell, there may be a group of seventy or eighty-year-olds in the room.

Old man, if I ever get married in the future, I will probably marry an old man in his fifties or sixties."

Zhu Yuwei smiled and said: "Then you are really miserable."

Lan Yanxin retorted: "What do you know? The old man has few things to do and has a pension!"

If it weren't for the financial problems in her hometown, Zhu Yuwei would not have fallen into the pit of fire.

Zhu Yuwei said unconvinced: "In my hometown, the pensions of old men and women have long been gone. Many people don't brag about how much pension they have, but they actually only have three to five thousand yuan."

"Besides, it's not just little girls who are worried about old men and women's pensions these days. Big companies and the government also have to understand."

Lan Yanxin nodded, "There are a lot of scammers, and there are also a lot of perverted old men. Look, the uniforms in our cafe are so revealing, and there are a few perverted old men in the store who always come to drink coffee."

Zhu Yuwei suddenly felt a little scared. In the past, she would not have cared about this kind of thing.

But now he is not alone.

The two of them continued to go to work. They were lucky today. There were no quarrelsome customers, and no aunties from the city came to curse.

Zhu Yuwei sent a message to Zhang Rilong when she was about to get off work.

Zhu Yuwei: Get off work at eight o'clock. It's now half past seven. Do you have time?

Zhang Rilong: What are you doing? I’m studying.

Zhu Yuwei: Then you study.

Zhang Rilong: Just tell me if you have anything to say

Zhu Yuwei: It’s okay

Zhang Rilong: Is there something wrong with your brain?

Zhu Yuwei: You are the one with the problem. I can’t send you a message if I have nothing to do?!

Zhang Rilong: You are a mentally retarded person who needs a beating. You can either directly tell me why you are looking for me, or you can continue to reason with me. After my patience is exhausted, you will not be able to come in today.

Fortunately, Zhu Yuwei knew that Zhang Rilong's patience was limited.

Zhu Yuwei: It’s okay, I just wanted to ask if you could come and pick me up from get off work.

Zhang Rilong: starting position