Manga Guidebook

Chen Zijun got his first job in this world - a freight forwarder, a cashier or a stockist by the way. The triple part-time salary is only a pitiful 1,400 yuan. It can be very little, no, very little. But considering his current underage age, this greedy boss dared to take him.

However, Chen Zijun didn't want to continue working for a long time, as long as he passed this period of time smoothly, and also, he mainly valued the lunch meal managed by this convenience store, which was the most important.

If it weren't for the age, even the wages for moving bricks at the construction site would be more than this.

In terms of school, he plans to skip classes. Anyway, in the eyes of others, he is already unbearable. It can be said that he is full of bad things, and no one will supervise him. He is already very bored in that isolated environment. It is better to go there and work here, as long as he takes the mock test and the high school entrance examination.

"Young man, are you a new mover? Come on, move this beer box in, be careful." A middle-aged uncle handed a beer box to Chen Zijun, and then walked into the convenience store with a box.

"You're young, did you drop out of high school?" The middle-aged uncle said while walking.

"Uh, yes."

It was actually a middle school, but Chen Zijun was not short, and looked like a high school student.

"I'll take you during this time. My name is Wu Hongyang. You can just call me Uncle Wu."

"Hello, Uncle Wu."

"Okay, just put the beer here. Let's go back and continue. If you're tired, take a break. Don't fall. If you fall, the day will be in vain."

"OK."

For an ordinary age, it may be very hard, but after crossing the road, Zhang Beichuan felt that his body had been strengthened a lot by the system. He had a lot of strength and a lot of physical strength, but the price was probably the increase in appetite.

In this convenience store supermarket, in addition to Chen Zijun and Wu Hongyang's two movers, there is one cashier and one delivery clerk. There are only four people in total.

Because the convenience store is not a big reason, four people are enough.

The cashier was a girl who had just graduated from college, her name was Wang Ziyu, and the delivery clerk was a woman in her thirties, Yang Yuehua, and Chen Zijun called her Sister Yang.

"I want a comic."

"this is mine."

"Hey, is this book good? I haven't read it."

"It was newly released recently. It looks pretty good. I recommend you to buy it and have a look."

When moving the goods, Zhang Beichuan noticed that many people are buying comic magazines. Comics in this world are very popular. Therefore, in addition to bookstores, newsstands, and even convenience stores, comic magazines are sold. Regional Comics Magazine.

The morning passed like this. Lunch was the leftover bento and bread in the supermarket. None of these things had expired, but they were just about to expire. Therefore, the unscrupulous boss Lin Lekang took it as lunch for everyone to eat.

Of course, it's not every day. According to Uncle Wu, there is one day a month when Lin Lekang felt that it was a pity to throw it away, so he planned to give these to the employees, even if it was about to expire, but the taste of the bento was definitely sold out. The box lunch is strong, with meat and vegetables, so it is very popular with employees. "

The portion of the bento is very large. Girls can be full after eating one, and Uncle Wu is full after eating two.

Then, seeing that they were full, Chen Zijun also let go of his appetite. He was indeed very hungry. Due to financial problems, he had been limiting his food intake. Fortunately, he could also let go of eating here.

Wang Ziyu didn't feel anything at first, he just felt that he was a boy after all, and his appetite was always bigger, but as time went on, it became more and more wrong. He remembered that Chen Zijun was already eating the eighth bento. To know how a bento is enough for an adult to eat seven full, these eight?

"Zijun, your appetite is really big." Lin Ziyu said.

"Well... I have a natural appetite. I used to limit the amount of food I could eat, so I ate a little more." Chen Zijun said embarrassedly.

"It's okay, it's okay, you can eat it, it's a waste if you don't finish it anyway." Lin Ziyu hurriedly said.

Then, Lin Ziyu watched Chen Zijun wipe out all the remaining bento, and then, before the guy was full, he ate all the bread.

Is his stomach a bottomless pit? This is too terrifying, Lin Ziyu secretly marveled, and even felt a little scared, not only him, but also Yang Yuehua and Wu Hongyang next to him were also very surprised.

"This kid's appetite is too big, it can keep up with my family's food for several days."

"This baby won't eat a bad stomach, so take it easy."

There was still a lot of food piled up. At least, Chen Zijun felt that it was the first time he felt full. He burped, and the feeling of fullness was really comfortable.

Today, Lin Lekang finally walked out of his air-conditioned office leisurely, like a monarch inspecting his territory. Saying he is a monarch is just a fantasy in his mind. , is just a fat ball to walk.

"Hello, store manager."

"Hello, store manager."

Everyone greeted them, and Chen Zijun also called out, "Hello, store manager. ’

Lin Lekang nodded with satisfaction, ok for a while, then saw the garbage bins piled up on the ground, and was a little puzzled: "Where are the bento bread I gave you just now? Did you put it somewhere else?"

"That... the store manager, no, it's Chen Zijun who has finished eating."

Finished? Lin Lekang's eyes widened and he was very surprised: "So many? You didn't lie to me?"

"No."

"Really do not have."

Chen Zijun said, "Well, store manager, I have a natural appetite."

This time, Lin Lekang believed it, looked at Chen Zijun, shook his head slightly, and muttered.

"What a loss, how much does this meal cost?"

"What did you say?" asked Chen Zijun, who was very sensitive.

"It's nothing? Nothing, don't worry, don't you just eat more? My store manager said that I will take care of your food. You can eat as much as you can, haha."

Lin Lekang embarrassedly finished speaking and left in a hurry, still muttering the words "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

After eating, there will be about forty minutes of rest time, but Chen Zijun did not rest. In the lounge, he picked up the drawing book he carried with him and started painting.

His time is very tight, he needs to have good drawing skills as soon as possible, and then use the system.

But painting skills require accumulation of works and time, not overnight, even if the current talent seems to have been strengthened.

Therefore, Chen Zijun needs to not waste a little of his time, any spare time, to practice painting.