My legendary life

On the afternoon of that day, Xie Dong left Qinglin's house on the pretext of returning to the plain. The two apprentices had to send him to the railway station, but he also declined politely.

Out of the community, alone with a backpack standing in the bustling street, a sad loneliness can not help but attack the heart. Dream has not set sail, has been stranded, is this the fate of the arrangement? He thought, God is so hateful, it's just playing tricks on me!

No matter how I feel in my heart, survival is always the first thing, and the first question in front of him is, where to live tonight?

In winter in Northeast China, it will be dark at about five o'clock in the afternoon. Now it is almost three o'clock. It must be too late to rent. Maybe in Chang Xiaomei's eyes, it's very easy to rent a house temporarily. It's just to spend some money. You can find a real estate agent and get it done in an hour. But for him, renting a house is absolutely a big thing.

If the lease term is short, the general conditions are not good, and if the lease term is long, too much money will be taken all at once. It's really a dilemma. There are only tens of thousands of yuan left in the bank card. According to the living cost of the provincial capital, it won't last long. What's more, we have to compensate sun Kexin 150000 yuan. Once he loses the second trial, I don't know where the money will come from

have the cheek to ask for Zhang Liwei? Isn't that self humiliating! A typical toasting without penalty may not even be able to enter the door. Even if someone agrees, it is estimated that the scene is no different from being humiliated.

Can I borrow it for now? No matter Chang Xiaomei or Ding Miaomiao, 150000 is not a big sum for them, but they have never borrowed money in their life. It's easy to say, but it's hard to do! After thinking about it, he finally made up his mind to ask for no one but to rely on himself.

The court awarded the book to sun Kexin, but the ability is still in his own body. No one can take it away. I am not allowed to engage in medical activities in the name of acupoint therapy. I can do something else. To say the least, what can I do even if I do medical activities? Zhang Liwei doesn't want to send someone to watch him every day! China is so big that it can make money in another city.

Besides, even if we have a large number of experts and scholars, we may not be able to understand the medical research handed down by our ancestors. Without Danyang Gong, the ghost King's thirteen needles are just ordinary acupuncture, and there will be no special curative effect. If so, maybe Zhang Liwei will have to beg me!

When I think about it like this, I seem to have some confidence again. Shifu is still a cosmopolitan with empty fists in his hands. Now he still has tens of thousands of yuan in his pocket. What's so terrible? Director Chang said that it may be wishful thinking to make Wei Xia change her mind within one month, but if it is realized, all the problems will be solved. Even if it is not realized, it will not be possible for this matter.

For the time being, find a place to manage food and live, and deal with it for a month. He thought, but where can I find such a place? Looking around, there are many stores on both sides of the street. It doesn't look like they are in charge of food and housing, but they don't spend money. When he was at a loss, he was attracted by a notice for a bath maker in front of a bath. At a glance, he was overjoyed and had an idea in his heart.

In the large cities of Northeast China, all kinds of bath centers absolutely account for a considerable proportion. Compared with people in the south, people in the Northeast have a much more formal bath. Even in low-end baths, there should be a few people who rub their baths, pedicure, cupping and scraping, which can be compared for a while. In high-end baths, not to mention all kinds of massage and physiotherapy services. It is common to spend three or five hundred yuan per person for a bath. In some large clubs, there are even hundreds of employees. They not only manage food and housing, but also earn wages. It's so easy to eat and drink for a month by their own way!

The only thing I can't accept is that I'm a doctor and I'm reduced to a mixed bath center. I always feel a little humiliated. But on second thought, Master Kong once said that sage Kong was trapped in Chen CAI in those years, and he once asked for food from father fan Dan. In fact, he was begging for food. Even sage could beg for food. I was just a quack. I was short of money It's not insulting to be in the bath center!

My heart was relieved, and my steps were lighter, so I went down the street. As long as I met a large-scale bath, I went in and asked if I wanted to recruit a masseuse. I thought it was very simple, but I always heard that it was completely dark, and I didn't find a suitable one.

The temperature is getting lower and lower, the north wind whistling, blowing in the face, cold in the heart, the pace also unconsciously heavy up. Just when he was about to give up, a large neon Club appeared in sight. The wide parking lot in front of the door and the security guards in formal clothes were more formal. He was so happy that he could not help speeding up and walking towards the gate.

When you enter the lobby, you can see that it's resplendent, brightly lit and equipped with elevators. It's really a large scale. The receptionists at the front desk are tall girls, dressed in cheongsam, young and smart, absolutely classy.

If it doesn't work, it seems that God won't reward you. Thinking in his heart, he went to the front desk and asked tentatively, "excuse me, is there anyone else here?"

The little girl in charge of reception gave him a smile and replied in a sweet voice: "we are still looking for male security guards and female technicians. If you want to apply, you can leave a contact number and go home to wait for the notice."He can't help but be disappointed. The security guard is estimated to be very tough. As far as his physique is concerned, he's not a security guard, let alone a female technician. If he wants to do it, he has to change his gender. So she laughed bitterly and was about to turn around and leave,

unexpectedly, the little girl asked again, "what position are you going to apply for?"

He was stunned and said, "I I'm massage... " Before she finished, the little girl said with a smile, "are you going to be a technician?"

I don't know why, the word technician is always a bit awkward for him, but in the bath industry, everyone shouts like this, and he has no choice but to nod and say, "yes, it's the technician."

"Just a moment." With that, the little girl turned and walked towards an office. After a while, she pointed out her head and waved to him.

He quickly walked over and entered the room. The girl pointed to a middle-aged woman sitting behind her desk and said, "this is our boss, Mr. Wu. If you have anything to talk to her."

He looked up and saw that the woman, who was known as president Wu, was about 40 years old and slightly overweight. She was sitting in a swivel chair fiddling with her mobile phone. Because she didn't look up, she couldn't see the specific appearance. Just judging from the outline, she should be a beautiful woman.

After the introduction, the little girl went out. He had to stand in the same place. After five minutes, general manager Wu raised his head and gave him a look. He motioned him to sit down in the opposite direction. Then he continued to lower his head and fiddle with his mobile phone. After a while, he asked without raising his head: "have you ever worked as a technician before?"

"Yes." He replied casually.

Mr. Wu continued to look at his mobile phone: "how many years have you worked?"

He was stunned. He didn't expect to apply for a job in a bath center. He had to ask in such detail, so he said, "fifteen years."

Mr. Wu was obviously shocked by this sentence. He couldn't help looking up and down at him for a while, and sneered: "I haven't been in the dry cleaning bath in the provincial capital for 15 years. There are no good technicians in this circle who don't know each other. Tell me, where did I work before?"

He was a little helpless. He felt like a tiger had fallen flat, so he sighed and said, "I've been doing it for 15 years, but I haven't done it in the bath. I'm a Chinese massage doctor. I've been running a clinic before."

"Why not now?" Mr. Wu seems to be a little interested. He puts his mobile phone on his desk and looks at him askew.

Even if he didn't want to answer this question for two hours, he couldn't understand it

To my surprise, President Wu seems to have the habit of inquiring into the bottom of the matter. Listening to what he said, he asked, "if you can't do it, you have to have a reason. Why can't you do it? It's not a good way? Or mismanagement? Or something else. "

Although he is a quack, he is also a doctor. Most of the time, he is respected by people. Besides, after he came to the provincial capital, he has long been used to being respected as teacher Xie, even master Xie. Being despised by the landlady of a bath center, he is more or less uncomfortable. If you don't want to stay here, there is a place to stay. It's expedient to apply for a technician. You can use it if you want, and you can pull it when you don't need it. Asking so many questions is like saying you can understand. He thought silently in his heart, so he said coldly: "these things have nothing to do with the technician? You can use it if you want, and I'll leave if you don't use it. "

Mr. Wu obviously didn't expect that a man who applied for a technician would talk to himself in such a tone. He couldn't help but feel a little puzzled. He looked at him up and down again for a while, and suddenly said with a smile: "look at your temper, it seems that there are two brushes. Well, my shoulders are always sore these two days. You can relax for me, and it's an interview." With that, he leaned lazily into the chair and motioned for him to pass.

This request is not too much. He thought about it, put his backpack on the ground and walked over. Standing behind Mr. Wu, he put his hands on her shoulders and made a slight effort to count.

As he kept his head down and fiddled with his mobile phone all day, the muscles of president Wu's back neck and shoulders were very stiff and felt very obvious. It was a piece of cake for him. So he ran his internal power secretly. After pressing it for less than ten minutes, he suddenly felt a little strange and couldn't help looking down