After leaving, Feng Yin continued to work at the information desk.

Less than ten minutes after she left Brother Liu, ten people pushing trolleys and wearing black and white waiter clothes walked into the train station.

What are you doing?

Feng Yin was confused.

With a ding-dong sound, Feng Yin's cell phone rang.

Click to open Cheng Yanqiu's information.

"I'll deliver the food."

Four words, only four words.

Feng Yin looked at the ten people pushing the cart and walked towards the ticket gate where Brother Liu was waiting for the cart.

When they see someone, they bring a box of hot lunch and four buckets of noodles.

They claim that they are from an instant noodle manufacturer and are here to promote new flavors of instant noodles and distribute them free of charge.

Feng Yin smiled, his smile was unexpected, and his heart was very sweet.

He understands.

Cheng Yanqiu understood Feng Yin's thoughts.

Feng Yin had some empathy for Brother Liu because she had experienced it, but she didn't want to help in a condescending manner.

So Cheng Yanqiu did it.

There was a ding-dong sound, and another message came in.

“It’s a drop in the bucket and we have the money.”

"Puff——"

Feng Yin laughed out loud.

The scene at the train station was filmed by many netizens and posted online.

Many people wanted to get a box lunch with four buckets of noodles, but unfortunately they ran out.

Quantities are limited, first come first served.

For a time, many people lamented the good luck of getting someone.

Brother Liu is naturally one of them. He is really lamenting his good luck.

It seems that the chicken drumsticks in his lunch box are bigger than others. The episode at the train station passed, and as the loudspeaker sounded, Brother Liu's train began to check tickets.

Feng Yin didn't pay too much attention because she changed jobs again.

From a security inspector to a consultant, Feng Yin is now a staff member standing on the train platform.

Not for anything else, just to popularize science.

For example, you are not allowed to hold an umbrella on a high-speed rail platform because there is electricity above the station and it is very dangerous.

For example, don't cross the yellow line because the airflow when the train is running will create suction.

Feng Yin, who was on the platform, held a loudspeaker in his hand to point out the direction for passengers coming off the ticket check-in.

"Go forward a hundred meters, line up according to the blue numbers on the ground, and wait to get on the bus."

Although this sentence is very clear, some people still stop where they are and line up at the yellow sign.

Feng Yin felt the sadness and helplessness of the staff, so he could only use the loudspeaker to remind and urge again and again.

"Passengers with children, please do not cross the yellow line!"

"That passenger who smokes, don't cross the yellow line."

The reminders over and over again brought not understanding, but more people’s impatience.

Most of them muttered: How can it be done!

"That passenger, don't cross the yellow line."

Feng Yin shouted several times, but a lesbian was still on the phone, a little excited.

Feng Yin, who was holding a loudspeaker, shouted again: Lesbians on the phone, please do not cross the yellow line.

At the same time, Feng Yin walked towards the lesbian who was on the phone. When the woman heard Feng Yin calling, she turned back impatiently.

"What are you shouting for? What can I do if I stand here! What can I do!"

While speaking, the woman took another step closer to the train track, looked at Feng Yin provocatively and shouted, "What's wrong with me standing here! Why can't it work!"

"Woo——"

The high-speed train has arrived.

Feng Yin ran over desperately, and the woman shouted into the phone in a bad mood: "If we break up, we'll break up!"

With a bang, the phone fell into the train tracks, and the woman closed her eyes and screamed.


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