Chapter 21 I am a filial son

Author: Looking at the beauty after crossing the water

Chapter 21 I am a filial son

"jingle!"

When Zhang Yi returned to the massage parlor, the number of customers not only did not decrease, but actually increased.

Dai Moli has been busy since opening the store in the morning and has not had time to take a bite. Fortunately, she is not alive, and those ice beads have been put in the refrigerator in advance, which does not consume much for her.

Otherwise, if you were a living person and had your hands soaked in cold ice beads, no one would be able to bear it for a long time.

But Uncle Zeng didn't care about this. After finishing serving the customers at hand, he looked at the time: "I'm off work."

Although there were still many customers queuing up in the store, Zhang Yi had no intention of asking Uncle Zeng to work overtime. He just asked, "Are you coming again this afternoon?"

"It depends on the situation. If you are really too busy, you can call me. I live very close to you."

After saying that, Uncle Zeng opened the door and was about to go out, but suddenly he remembered something: "Tomorrow is the 15th."

"Um?"

Seeing that he didn't understand, Uncle Zeng coughed slightly and could only remind him: "It's time to pay wages."

"Oh, I understand." Zhang Yi nodded.

Uncle Zeng frowned when he saw this, but did not leave.

"Uncle Zeng, is there anything else?"

"3700, plus commission."

Uncle Zeng, who usually seems cool and carefree, inevitably shows a normal embarrassment when it comes to his salary.

"Okay, I get it." Zhang Yi's straightforward attitude made Uncle Zeng very satisfied, and he was thinking that he could go find the Wang family girls a few more times this month.

"Uncle Zeng!"

At this time, Zhang Yi called him. Since he mentioned salary, he thought of another thing: "Uncle Zeng, did you receive some... counterfeit money in the store?"

Ghost banknotes definitely do not equal fake banknotes.

This has a legal basis.

But with the lessons learned from the last time he was ridiculed for being crazy, Zhang Yi secretly changed his concept.

At the same time, he stared at Uncle Zeng's face, hoping to see something unusual on his face.

But to Zhang Yi's disappointment, Uncle Zeng admitted it directly without any pause.

"Yes, quite a lot." But then Uncle Zeng added: "But this is not the reason for you to deduct my salary."

"ah??"

Zhang Yi was stunned and immediately waved his hand: "I didn't mean that. I just want to know where you put the counterfeit money you received?"

"Do you want to use it?"

Several customers who were still waiting in the store looked sideways at Zhang Yi.

"Um!"

Zhang Yi nodded directly, and then, under the disgusted and contemptuous eyes of the guests, he turned his head and looked at the black and white photo frame in the shrine.

"After all, he is my father."

The guests' originally disdainful glances gradually turned into sympathy and embarrassment.

Even Uncle Zeng in front of him fell silent.

Zhang Yi could feel Uncle Zeng's eyes staring at him under his sunglasses.

But he could still stare at the shrine without blushing or heart beating.

In the end, Uncle Zeng silently gave a thumbs up: "Son, your father knows what he is doing and will be happy for this."

"As a son of man, you just have to fulfill your filial piety."

When Zhang Yi said this, Uncle Zeng lowered his head and pointed to the confession table: "There is a drawer on the left, and everything is in it."

After saying that, he turned around and pushed out the door without looking back: "I won't be able to come over this afternoon."

"jingle!"

"He won't be angry, right?"

Dai Moli walked to Zhang Yi, looked at Uncle Zeng's retreating back, and whispered.

"No, maybe you were moved by me."

After Zhang Yi finished speaking, he did not forget to affirm himself: "Yes, after all, I am a good and filial child."

"We have all used up the ice beads today. Sorry, please come again next time."

After finishing the last four guests, Dai Moli could only helplessly take out a bucket to signal the end of today's service.

This left several customers behind with disappointment written all over their faces.

But facing a beautiful girl like Dai Moli and her gentle words, they really couldn't get angry.

The little fat man who had been waiting for an hour stood up and waved his hand: "It's okay, it's okay. It's just that we came too late. We'll come earlier next time."

"Thank you handsome man, I will give you a discount next time you come."

The words "handsome guy" made the little fat guy who came here just for fun smile from ear to ear with joy and gradually got lost in it.

Zhang Yi rolled his eyes when he saw this, thinking: "You haven't eaten any good pork."

However, Zhang Yi was still happy to deal with the God of Wealth who came to his door with a false smile.

After sending the little fat man away, Zhang Yi closed the store door.

When she looked back, she saw that Dai Moli had revealed her true form, lying on the massage chair with her legs crossed and starting to watch a TV series. All she needed was Zhang Yi to light a stick of incense for her.

He walked to the shrine, ignored the photos in the book, and opened the drawer on the side of the altar table to take a look.

"Hiss! Good guy, there are so many!"

I saw scattered money in the drawer, which didn't look like a small amount.

Now even Dai Moli couldn't sit still. He came over to take a look, then looked at Zhang Yi: "I feel a little sad."

"Distressed?"

"How many shoulders do I have to pinch and how many times do I have to photograph people to save the money?"

When Zhang Yi heard what Dai Moli said, he suddenly couldn't bear it.

The two looked at each other for a moment and said in unison:

"Thank you Uncle Zeng for the gift."

"Give him a raise tomorrow."

"YES!"

Zhang Yi called out the account book and touched the banknotes with one hand.

When his palm touched the money, the money in the drawer immediately began to turn into ashes.

And the turnover on the account books is also growing rapidly.

After there was no money left in the drawer, Zhang Yi looked at the account book again, and Zhang Yi's face was already filled with joy.

Adding in the turnover of 1,000 yuan from the resentment box exchange, the number on my account book is now 9,000 yuan.

He made a small fortune, but when Zhang Yi thought about it, he felt something was wrong.

"The turnover of 8,000 yuan is calculated as 200 yuan per person, and there are only 40 people. Isn't it a bit small?"

Ming Chao seemed to be a lot, but when he calmed down and calculated it, it was actually not much.

"Look again, Lao Zeng must have hidden more."

"Well, there must be."

Zhang Yi felt that what Dai Moli said made sense, so he walked to the shrine and started rummaging around.

He tried to pick up the photo in the shrine.

But the moment his hand touched the photo.

A hot burning sensation suddenly arose in my chest.

"Again?"

Zhang Yi instinctively wanted to throw away the photo, but it was too late, as his vision went dark.

Following his gaze, it began to rise higher and higher, as if from a God's perspective.

His sight passed through the concrete wall and appeared in mid-air. In the blink of an eye, the entire city of L was completely displayed in front of him.

The setting sun is slowly setting in the distance, and dusk is soaking the outline of the earth like twilight water.
To be continued...