Listening to the serious-looking middle-aged man say such realistic words, Xiao Luan's heart felt like there were ten thousand grass and mud horses galloping in joy! The corner of Xiao Luan's mouth twitched slightly and he said to the middle-aged man: "Boss, do you think I'm dressed like this to pick up girls?" This sentence was originally used by Xiao Luan to prove that he was innocent, but it actually attracted the attention of the middle-aged man. This middle-aged man with an extremely decent appearance looked up and down. After looking at him, the middle-aged man said without any surprise: "Is this the fat pig trend of the new era? Performance art? Bare arms, Shredded trousers, big leather shoes, eh, very good, very powerful." "Mighty your grandpa! Xiao Luan just felt like veins were popping on his head, but Xiao Luan didn't dare to say anything. After all, he had to lower his head when he was under the eaves. At a glance, this middle-aged man knew that there must be someone among the security guards. The existence of status, because the temperament of this middle-aged man is simply not what a small security guard can possess. Temperament is actually really hard to say. It seems that they are two 20-year-olds of the same age. One has just stepped out of school, and the other has been in society for 10 years. No matter who you look at at first glance, you can tell the difference. This feeling, this feeling, may be the temperament. Xiao Luan put on a discouraged look towards the middle-aged man and said, "Uncle, let's not worry about whether I'm here to pick up girls. Can you tell me whether you want to use it or not? If you don't want to, I'll go now." Look elsewhere, I haven't eaten for several days, I'm almost starving to death." When the middle-aged man heard Xiao Luan's words, he was stunned for a moment, then pointed at Xiao Luan with a smile and said: "Well, have you seen the small restaurant opposite? Go and eat there. Order whatever you want within 20 yuan. Brother Zhou, I'll treat you. But don't be naughty, kid. If you exceed the standard of 20 yuan, Don't blame me for eating you at night." When Xiao Luan heard Brother Zhou's words, he immediately showed a grateful look, then nodded fiercely to Brother Zhou and said in the sweetest voice in his life. He thanked him and ran directly towards the small restaurant opposite. Brother Zhou looked at Xiao Luan's running back and smiled, as if he remembered himself when he was young. Then Brother Zhou casually glanced around, then turned around and returned to the mail room. At this moment, the phone in the mailroom suddenly rang. Brother Zhou put down the newspaper in his hand with a slight atmosphere, then picked up the phone and asked in a low voice: "Hello, who is this?Old Li? ¡.¡± Generally speaking, restaurants in front of various schools have one thing in common, that is, they are relatively cheap. The main service targets of these small restaurants are these students, and the wealthy students will not come to such places to eat, so their service targets are these relatively poor students, so the prices are naturally not high. , and relatively speaking, the taste of these restaurants is naturally a little worse. Xiao Luan doesn't know if the food is a little worse than other restaurants, because Brother Zhou only set the standard of 20 this time, so Xiao Luan can only dare to order a large bowl of noodles for 6 yuan, and then I just ordered two steamed buns and a large pile of pickles and started to eat them. Xiao Luan knew that Brother Zhou was kind-hearted and that Xiao Luan was also a relatively practical person. Since Brother Zhou said it was not easy for him, Xiao Luan naturally wanted to think about Brother Zhou, so Xiao Luan just wanted these. thing. However, Xiao Luan's pile of cabbage and pickles was beaten really hard, which made the restaurant owner frown. After all, this was the first time he saw people eating in a snack bar without using plates, but using bowls to beat pickles. In a short meal, Xiao Luan choked five or six times, not because the steamed buns were hard, but because Xiao Luan was really hungry. After adding 4 more steamed buns, Xiao Luan finally felt full and could drink. . After asking whether the food he ate exceeded the standard, Xiao Luan directly took out Brother Zhou's banner. Unfortunately, the owner of the snack bar did not get used to Xiao Luan. Instead, he took out a small book and asked Xiao Luan directly. I went to find Brother Zhou to sign the order. The light rain was still falling. Xiao Luan was shirtless and holding a small notebook in his arms. He walked towards the door of the vocational college step by step with a very aggrieved expression. At this time, Brother Zhou was holding his arms and looking at Xiao Luan with a smile. I don¡¯t know what interesting things Brother Zhou saw this week, but at this time, there was still a young man with eyes standing next to Brother Zhou. This young man's body is relatively thin and his shoulders are relatively narrow. Moreover, this young man clearly has an oval face, but his hair is cut very short. It looks quite strange. Xiao Luan thought in his heart. This kid must have just come out of prison. He walked directly to Brother Zhou and handed over the small book. Brother Zhou glanced at what Xiao Luan had eaten, then signed it with a smile, and then said to Xiao Luan: "What else do you have to pack?"?No? I don't think so. In this case, you two come with me and I will take you two to find the dormitory. " Huh? At this time, no matter how stupid Xiao Luan was, he knew that he should be admitted. Thinking of this, Xiao Luan couldn't help but feel that it was worthwhile to eat less. He actually found a job! "This will be you from now on. In your dormitory, you two share a room and a shared bathroom. The security guard's salary is 3,500 a month, five insurances and one housing fund. If it's no problem, just sign. " "Why? Brother Zhou, doesn¡¯t the recruitment sign say one thousand a month? " "Oh, the temporary one is one thousand. Isn't there a shortage of people now, so you two will become regular employees directly. By the way, this guy's name is Buren, he's my nephew, you can just call him Abu. " After the introductions were completed, Brother Zhou walked out directly. After turning a few corners, a burly man stopped Brother Zhou and said, "Brother Zhou, why are we all together? The big guys have to be squeezed into a corner. Can those two guys live in a single room? "Brother Zhou stopped, and then he looked up at the 190-year-old man in front of him and said, "Yongchang, if you don't want to do it anymore, just say so. The principal called those two people personally to let them in. If you If you have any objections, go directly to the principal! " When Yongchang heard this, he immediately scratched his head cutely and said: "Edi Niang, do you have a background? There seems to be someone up here. Otherwise, how could we let our ruthless and selfish principal do things like this? " Brother Zhou: "That's called being selfless "