You, a junk collector, actually rejected the school beauty? !

After the money was deposited into his bank account, Su An was shocked.

Coming out of the bank, Su An looked at the newly deposited 6.45 million yuan in his bank card.

He couldn't help but sigh: "There are so many rich people!"

[6.45 million yuan, I have material for dreaming tonight! ]

[You made more than 6 million yuan from a piece of letter paper, and you can buy a small villa in a second-tier city. I'm so envious! ]

[Does Brother Su take people to shoot videos? I'm a woman. ]

[Women are amazing! Why should Brother Su help you! ]

[Because I'm sexy! ]

[How sexy, send a photo to let the brothers feast their eyes. ]

[Brother Su, be more confident, your net worth is tens of millions, you are also a rich man! 】

Looked at the crazy comments on the screen.

Su An smiled and said, "I'm still far behind those big guys. In order to become rich as soon as possible, I have to continue working and collect waste!"

Start the car.

The familiar sound of the horn for collecting waste sounded.

"Collecting waste! Recycling all kinds of waste, collecting paper, copper, and scrap iron, all of them!"

Turn around.

Su An didn't collect any waste, but he made himself hungry.

Looked at the time.

It was lunch time.

"Brothers, I made a little money this morning. Let's go eat something good later. The body is the capital of the revolution. Only by eating well can we have the strength to move waste!"

After chatting with the water friends in the live broadcast room for a few words, he drove to the door of a restaurant decorated in an ancient style.

After parking the car at the door, Su An walked in.

It was the peak lunch time, and there were many people eating. Su An sat down by the window and ordered a large table of his favorite dishes. While waiting for the dishes to be served, he played games.

At this time.

At the restaurant front desk.

A young man in the manager's work clothes was chatting with his friends on his phone.

Seeing this, the pretty cashier girl next to him twisted her waist and came over, saying coquettishly:

"Brother Yang, what's so good about the live broadcast barrage? You are the manager of our restaurant, you don't have to pay attention to them at all. With your monthly salary, you will definitely get the first place!"

The cashier girl was wearing a uniform, with a curvy figure, a sweet and cute appearance, and spoke in a delicate voice.

"Hey, that's not the way to say it. The netizens in the live broadcast room are all talented and speak well. It's fun to brag and chat with them."

The young man looked up and responded.

His name is Yang Ting, and he is also a media graduate who participated in "Graduation Challenge".

However.

His family has a small amount of assets. In order to help him win the live broadcast championship, his father gave him the position of store manager of the restaurant. Of course, it was only in name. The real work was still done by the original store manager, but he was only nominally promoted to manager, but his salary and benefits remained unchanged.

And his identity as a store manager is nothing more than a title to receive money.

The basic salary is 10,000 yuan, plus bonuses, his minimum monthly salary is 100,000 yuan.

This is the benefit of having a rich father.

Thinking of this,

Yang Ting couldn't help but said proudly: "Hehe, what you said is right. Thanks to my rich father, although the basic salary is not high, the dividends are not small. The monthly salary plus commission is at least 100,000, and at least 300,000 for three months. How many people can compare with my salary? I will definitely win! You should know that my classmates basically go out to find a job with a few thousand yuan. As an intern, they can't make money at all! However, this is nothing. I also have a weird classmate who actually collects waste! Damn, it's hard to say!"

The cashier girl covered her cherry lips with her slender fingers and exclaimed: "Collecting waste? How can you make money? Even if you work from morning to night, you can only make a few thousand yuan a month. I really don't know why your classmate does this. It's tiring and not profitable. Besides, collecting waste is so dirty, I don't know how he can do it!"

"Yeah, so I said he is weird."

Zhang Ting shrugged, with an expression that I don't understand.

The two chatted.

The cashier girl took the opportunity to close the distance between herself and Zhang Ting, and she almost stuck to each other.

"Hmph."

The waiter who greeted the guests came over and interrupted the two people's chat with a cold snort.

The waiters here all have outstanding looks and figures, and their uniforms are very tight. They match black stockings and small high heels, forming a unique and beautiful scenery, which is also one of the characteristics of this store.

"Manager, a big customer came, a new face, and he ordered a table of dishes by himself, and the price was as high as 3,000. These customers are all high-quality customers. If they are served well, they will definitely become regular customers in the future, and they can also bring a lot of customers. Do you want to send a bottle of wine?"

It's just to take a look,

In fact, it is to let the store manager go to meet him, which will make the other party feel valued, and thus the good impression of this restaurant will rise sharply.

This habit has been continued since the boss started from scratch. Generally, if he meets a big customer, he will go there in person and entertain him in person under the name of sending wine, so that the customer can feel the warm service, so that when he has a dinner party, he will think of this restaurant first.

Zhang Ting certainly knows this, and what he is curious about is: "Are you sure he ordered 3,000 dishes for one person?"

Their restaurant is Chinese food, and 3,000 is a lot!

Basically, it is used for entertaining guests, and there is basically no one who orders 3,000 for one person.

"Yes, the menu is here."

The waiter took the opportunity to get close to Zhang Ting.

Rich young second-generations are the best choice for them to choose their partners.

"Really? Are you old?"

"Not old, about the same age as you, about 22 or 23."

"Got it, tell the kitchen to make the dishes delicious, and bring me a bottle of red wine."

Zhang Ting doesn't know how to manage a restaurant, but he can still make guests feel at home.

Just right, show it to the netizens in the live broadcast room!

"Okay, I'll go right away."

The waiter twisted his waist and walked towards the kitchen.

The cashier girl couldn't help but sigh: "Eating 3,000 dishes by oneself, this is really luxurious, as expected, is this the world of rich people?"

She couldn't help but glance at Zhang Ting.

Zhang Ting nodded seriously: "Yes, it's good to be rich, I've always been glad that I'm a rich man!"

Very soon.

Zhang Ting took the red wine from the waiter and walked towards the window.

As he got closer, the camera also captured the side face of the man by the window.

Instantly,

The live broadcast room exploded.

[Fuck! I met an acquaintance! ]

[Who is this? ]

[This is Su An. I didn't expect to see him here. This world is too small! ]

[Su An? I remember he seemed to be collecting waste. How could he appear in such a high-end restaurant? ]

Zhang Ting showed a sincere smile on his face, holding a glass of red wine and preparing to greet: "Hello, sir..."

As soon as he said it, he choked.

"Su An? Aren't you collecting waste? Why are you here?"

Zhang Ting looked at Su An in shock.

"Zhang Ting? What a coincidence. I didn't expect to meet you here, but what you said is a bit strange. It's dinner time now. This is a restaurant. I'm here to eat."

Su An was also a little surprised.

"Eat?"

Zhang Ting looked Su An up and down, and his heart was filled with doubts.

He is the big customer who ordered 3,000 dishes?

Is collecting waste so profitable?

No, if he really wanted to make money, why would he still wear those washed-out cheap clothes he often wore in school?

An idea flashed in his mind.

Ah!

I understand!

He came to collect waste. He must have seen me a long time ago and was embarrassed, so he pretended to come for dinner. As for the big customer, he must have gone to the bathroom!

Alas, young people, they just care about face!

Putting the red wine casually on the dining table, Zhang Ting pulled out a chair and sat down facing Su An, sighing: "Alas, we are old classmates, don't I know what's going on with you? There's no need to pretend in front of classmates..."