Chapter 57: Let You Open a Food Shop, You Open for Business at Three in the Morning

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Protagonist:

Lu Feng

In the Rental House.

Lu Feng wiped the sweat from his head, looking at the messy room, and sat on the bed somewhat tiredly.

He got up at one in the afternoon today.

After eating the food he brought back from the Shop, he originally wanted to sleep a bit more.

But tossing and turning in bed for a long time, he felt not the slightest bit sleepy.

Although he had slept less than five hours since returning from the Shop, it seemed his energy had completely recovered.

Since he couldn't sleep, Lu Feng decided to find something to do for himself.

He wasn't in the mood to play games for now; these past two days he had been psychologically scarred by that big-headed doll.

After thinking for a while, he decided to tidy up the room properly.

If nothing unexpected happens this weekend, he will say goodbye to this small Rental House.

He planned to throw away some useless things in the Rental House so moving would be less trouble.

Although the Rental House wasn't big, there were quite a lot of things, but many were left over from when he worked at the previous Company and were no longer useful; these all had to be thrown away.

While cleaning under the bed, Lu Feng also found a black Notebook.

This Notebook was given to him by the Department Manager who brought him into the industry when he first joined the Company.

He still remembered that Project Manager confidently telling him back then that the Company was in a period of rapid development and expected to go public within three to five years, by which time, as an old employee, promotions and raises would naturally be no problem.

Who would have thought that three years later, not only did the Company not go public, it went bankrupt outright.

He didn't know what that Department Manager who painted him a big pie was doing now.

Lu Feng opened the Notebook, which was densely filled with many work-related notes, showing how serious he had been at work back then.

He originally wanted to throw this Notebook away with those useless things, but after thinking it over, he decided to keep it.

Although the Company was gone, this Notebook represented his memories of those three years; he would keep it as a memento.

By now he had finally finished cleaning the room; after a brief rest, Lu Feng made a phone call to contact a scrap collector who came to the door.

Not long after, a dark-skinned uncle knocked on the Door.

After weighing the things to be thrown away and calculating the price, it came to forty-eight yuan and seven jiao in total; the uncle generously rounded it up for Lu Feng and gave him fifty yuan.

Seeing the uncle covered in sweat, Lu Feng thought he worked hard, gave him a Water Bottle, and chatted with him for a few words.

Only after chatting did he learn that this middle-aged uncle in front of him had previously started a business and been a Boss.

The Company he ran made quite a bit of money at first, but in the following years it began to lose money continuously, and finally he had to go bankrupt and close up shop.

After the Company went bankrupt, the uncle owed a mountain of debt; who knew what he was thinking at the time, but he turned around and contracted a scrap recycling station to do scrap collecting work.

Although this job didn't look very respectable, the uncle said his average monthly profit could be sixty or seventy thousand, and if things went well, a hundred thousand in a month was possible.

Lu Feng felt somewhat emotional; nowadays some people always say it's hard to find a job and hard to earn money.

But they are unwilling to do jobs with low salaries but promising prospects.

Some people believe those online so-called projects where you just need one Mobile Phone to earn over ten thousand a month, and enthusiastically pay tuition to learn.

Who would know that after learning they couldn't earn any money at all, becoming Leeks under the sickle.

Those easy money-making projects were long overcrowded; what remained were just scraps others disliked and were unwilling to do.

But sometimes, it is precisely these jobs that look unrespectable in others' eyes and that they are unwilling to do that can let you live more freely than white-collar workers in Offices.

After seeing off the scrap-collecting uncle, Lu Feng looked at the sky outside; it had completely turned dark.

It was also time for Dinner now; he took out his Mobile Phone, chose after some deliberation, and picked a beef noodle shop with decent reviews.

After ordering Takeout, Lu Feng started a game.

The game was in the heat of battle when Lu Feng received a call; the number's note showed Takeout.

He answered the phone and said while playing the game: "The Takeout has arrived, please just leave it at the Door, thanks."

"Hello, sorry, how do I get to Building 6 at the address you wrote? I just started delivering Takeout and am not very familiar with this area." The voice of the delivery person on the other end sounded somewhat anxious.

Lu Feng had to carefully explain to the delivery person on the other end where his building was located; after hanging up and looking at the game again, his Crystal had already been pushed and destroyed by the opponent.

Lu Feng felt somewhat depressed; this game had originally been a winning game, but because of one call from the delivery person, the opponent seized the opportunity to turn the tables and win from behind.

Now Lu Feng had no mood to play games anymore; after returning to the Game Hall, the system sent him a message.

He opened the message and was even more speechless: a teammate reported him for idling.

Lu Feng was even more depressed; he threw his Mobile Phone aside and went to the bathroom to wash his face.

Just as he walked out of the bathroom, he heard hurried Footsteps from outside, then someone knocked on the Door twice: "Hello, your Takeout has arrived!"

Lu Feng went over and opened the Door; the delivery person lowered his head upon seeing him and repeatedly apologized: "Sorry, I accidentally fell on the way here just now, and some soup spilled."

Lu Feng took the Takeout and looked at it, then was stunned.

He could understand spilling a little, but did you have to spill it this thoroughly?

The soup inside the Takeout Box had all spilled out, and the Plastic Bag was full of noodle soup; wasn't it already separated into dry and wet?

Lu Feng was just about to complain a bit, but when he saw the delivery person's face, he exclaimed in surprise: "Manager Liu?"

Hearing Lu Feng's voice, the delivery person suddenly raised his head, also looking surprised: "Lu Feng?"

The middle-aged man in front of him wearing delivery clothes and covered in sweat was Lu Feng's former Department Manager Liu Jie.

"Manager Liu, why are you delivering Takeout?" Lu Feng couldn't help but ask,

"The Company went bankrupt; I'm no longer any Manager Liu. I'm older than you, so just call me Jie Ge." Liu Jie took off his helmet, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said with a wry smile: "After the Company went bankrupt, there was no source of income at home; car loans, mortgages, the kids' schooling, household expenses all need money. My wife originally stayed home to take care of the children, but now even she has to go find a job. I'm a grown man; I can't just lie around at home, can I?"

"Why don't you look for another company? With your abilities, going to another company would be no problem at all." Seeing him panting heavily, Lu Feng entered the room, fetched a Water Bottle, handed it to him, and then asked.

"Thanks." Liu Jie did not Refuse, picked up the water, gulped down more than half the bottle, let out a long breath, and only then said: "I submitted several Hundred Portions of resumes; most sank without a trace. Occasionally there were a few interviews, but after going there was no further word. Now Many Times companies do not Hire employees over forty. Sigh... no choice."

Looking at this former high-spirited superior, now reduced to running Takeout, Lu Feng could not help but feel some emotion.

Just as he planned to continue saying something, a sweet female voice came from Liu Jie's Mobile Phone:

"Your order is about to time out, please handle it promptly!"