Not long after Yu Jianghai and Memphisto worked together, they immediately discovered that the other party had a very serious problem: laziness.

For example, the two of them were responsible for wiping half of the front of the car, and Yu Jianghai had finished wiping. When he turned around, he saw Memphisto looking at the distance with a big brush.

When Yu Jianghai saw it, he thought the other party had finished wiping it, waiting for him. He looked carefully in shame and found that there were many stains on the front of the car, and it looked like he had never wiped it.

"You finished wiping it?" Yu Jianghai asked patiently.

"No." Memphisto replied lightly without hiding it.

The other party's calm attitude was beyond Yu Jianghai's expectations: "Then why don't you wipe it?"

"I usually have to rest for a few minutes after working for a while, otherwise I will have a severe headache and I can't do anything."

Uncle, a full-blood man! The first time Yu Jianghai heard someone say such a "dominate" excuse like this righteous and righteous excuse

"Then you keep resting, but you have to finish the other half of these trains before getting off work." Yu Jianghai tried to make his tone less irritable, "As we said before, we will be responsible for half of the train."

Memphisto shrugged and nodded again, indicating that he fully accepted the request.

After Yu Jianghai wiped the remaining locomotives, he found that Memphisto was still standing there, without moving at all, and the locomotives were still as dirty as before.

Yu Jianghai, who had been busy and sweating profusely, was really anxious: "Why haven't you wiped it yet? What time is it? It's time to get off work in a while."

"I'll wipe it." Memphisto rolled his eyes and said leisurely.

"Damn it?" Yu Jianghai was stunned and looked at the dusty locomotive again, "Where did you do it?"

"Here, there," said Memphisto pointing at a gray-looking place on the locomotive, "and there and there."

Yu Jianghai walked over, swept his fingers through the place he said, and raised his fingers, and it was covered with dirty soil.

Yu Jianghai showed his finger to Memphisto and asked, "Is this what you finished?"

"I did wipe it, but after I wiped it, a lot of (dust) fell, so that's how it was." Memphisto leaned his chin against the handle of the brush and said thoughtfully, "That's why I was thinking about how to clean it so that I wouldn't fall into so much dust."

Yu Jianghai was angry and laughed at the time when he heard the other party looking for such a ridiculous reason for his laziness.

He walked to the half of the locomotive he had cleaned and wiped it with his fingers, but there was no dirt on his fingers.

"This is where I brushed it." Yu Jianghai raised his finger to Memphisto's eyes, "and his right hand is where you brushed it. Do you think these two colors are the same?"

"Um..." Memphisto pondered without saying a word, holding his chin with his hands.

"You didn't wipe it at all." Yu Jianghai said coldly, "Are you planning to leave all your work to me?"

"I've done it, it doesn't matter if you believe it or not, I will say the same even if Ottos comes." Memphisto said sophistry.

Ottos is the fat man who dealt with Yu Jianghai before.

"I don't care whether you have a real headache or a fake headache. If you haven't finished your work when you get off work, you're just causing trouble." Yu Jianghai said sternly.

"Ok, OK, I understand." Memphisto responded, but still didn't move.

As Yu Jianghai expected, until he got off work at 16 o'clock, Memphisto did not wipe the right half of the 10 locomotives he should have completed.

At first, Yu Jianghai thought that one person was responsible for half of the locomotive, so that the two of them could practice speaking while wiping the car, and by the way, they would not be boring.

As he expected, he didn't expect Memphisto to be so lazy. However, he thought again that he had finished all the things he should say and do, and there was no need to continue wasting his talk with the other party. The people in the administrator's office were not good at it, and they would teach Memphisto how to be a human being.

Memphisto followed Yu Jianghai with a brush carelessly, humming a small song, still looking indifferent.

Yu Jianghai smiled in his heart: Let's see how you die in a while.

"Today's tasks are more than usual. Have you done them all clean?" In the office, the middle-aged man looked at the two of them and asked.

Yu Jianghai glanced at Memphisto and said deliberately: "My is done."

The middle-aged man glanced at Yu Jianghai in confusion: "What did you say?"

"My mission has been completed." Yu Jianghai repeated.

The middle-aged man didn't say anything, walked out of the office with a calm face and strode straight for the locomotive.

Yu Jianghai sneered in his heart and followed him out.

Memphisto was fine, dragging his big brush and following behind the two lazily.

The middle-aged man stood in front of one of the locomotives with a slump on the locomotives, counting the stains on the locomotives with an ugly expression. Yu Jianghai glanced at Memphisto with gloating, put his hands in his pockets, waiting to see his joke.

"What's going on?" the middle-aged man asked the two, "Why are they still so dirty after wiping?"

"Memphisto is responsible for this." Yu Jianghai said deliberately, "I'm rubbing the other half."

"I wiped it, sir, these are the newly fallen ashes after the wipe." Memphisto casually defended.

"You've wiped it like this?" The middle-aged man seemed to be shocked by this excuse.

"Yes. That's it. Sir."

"After he finished wiping," the middle-aged man suddenly turned around and asked Yu Jianghai next to him, "Have you checked it?"

"Well, I..." Yu Jianghai didn't expect the middle-aged man to suddenly ask, "I... checked... for a while."

"This level of cleaning is completely unqualified, why don't you let him continue cleaning?" The middle-aged man seemed to have found his target.

"I asked him to do it again as soon as possible," Yu Jianghai said aggrievedly, "but he didn't listen to my command."

"If he doesn't change, you can come over and tell me, why don't you?" the middle-aged man asked.

"I..." Cold sweat ejaculated from Yu Jianghai's forehead, and the other party's words were a little wrong.

"He failed to clean, you didn't provide timely feedback, and neither of you did complete your work on time. Now I'll give you an hour to complete today's task immediately, otherwise your labor contract will be invalidated immediately."

Yu Jianghai was shocked: "But this is not my problem, it is him who failed to complete it."

The middle-aged man sneered and turned around and left.

Yu Jianghai glared at Memphisto and said, "Go and finish your work quickly."

Memphisto lazily raised the wooden brush in his hand, dipped it in the bucket, and brushed it on the outer iron sheet of the locomotive one by one.

His movements were soothing and soft, and he didn't seem to be in a hurry at all.

But the locomotive he wiped was still very dirty.

Yu Jianghai was about to have an attack when the cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang.
Chapter completed!