When you encounter such a stingy guy who is seriously doing something he thinks is important, if you can't bring him gold coins or benefits right away, then don't disturb him, but wait patiently for him to do it. Finish what you are doing. This is the experience Zhang Tie learned from Tang De, so Zhang Tie didn't say anything after entering the door. He just stood a little awkwardly in front of Manager Hans' executive desk, waiting patiently for the fat man to put on his coat. Nice buttons wipe clean. At the same time, he quietly looked at this most luxurious room that Zhang Tie had ever seen in his life.
It is indeed the most luxurious room Zhang Tie has ever seen in his life, because Zhang Tie has never been to any high-end place in his 15 years of miserable life. Fortunately, his career in a grocery store allowed him to develop a pair of With a discerning eye, when he walked into the office, he could tell that the floor was made of cedar, Manager Hans’ desk was made of nanmu, and several other pieces of furniture and cabinets in the office seemed to be made of more precious materials. Pomelo, in a corner of the office, Zhang Tie also saw a huge natural single-headed crystal of more than five kilograms placed in a basin of crystal sand - it's so pitiful, this is really Zhang Tie's first time with such a large crystal. I have seen that before the Cataclysm, people only used crystals as decorations. After the Cataclysm, the real functions and knowledge of crystals were popularized. A common sense that many people in this era understand is that any piece of natural stone weighing more than three kilograms Crystals are also called "crystal generators". No matter where this crystal is placed, the energy and magnetic field it can gather can purify and enhance the energy in the space of dozens of square meters around it. It is of great benefit to people's health and cultivation. Some people even believe that if a person is often in such a crystal energy field, he can purify the negative atmosphere in his body and gain good luck...
Zhang Tie estimates that such a "crystal generator" weighing more than five kilograms and of good quality will cost at least 40 gold...
So damn rich, Zhang Tie sighed. Such crystals, at least grade 4 or above, are not even available in Tang De's stores. They are already standard "strategic materials" and can no longer be purchased in ordinary stores. Only available in franchised stores. In Black Flame City, the only people who monopolize the sales of this grade of crystal are the business groups directly under the Coal and Steel Federation.
Manager Hans knew that Zhang Tie had entered the door, but he had been wiping the buttons of his coat for three minutes before he sighed with satisfaction, took off the velvet cloth and monocle from his hands, put them in the drawer, and then looked To Zhang Tie.
"You're a very sensible little guy!" Manager Hans praised first, seeming to be very satisfied with Zhang Tie's obedience in not disturbing his elegance, "Well, now let me see what's wrong with you!"
Because he is too fat, Manager Hans’s face feels like a steamed roll that has been punched hard. The facial features of the entire face are buried in the full of fat, which is different from his face. Than, Tang De's figure can be described as slim.
Zhang Tie stepped forward, handed Captain Colin's letter of introduction to him with both hands to Manager Hans, then stood in front of Manager Hans's desk, pretending to be an honest man, "I am a national first-class student." I’m a student at No. 7 Boys High School, Captain Colin said he introduced me to a good part-time job here!”
"Ha, not bad, of course it's a good part-time job..." Manager Hans took the letter, read it casually and laughed. Then he looked Zhang Tie up and down for a while with a look that made Zhang Tie feel a little embarrassed, "Part-time job." The time is after school, that is, from 6pm to 11pm, so, little guy, how many days a week can you come here?"
"Monday, Wednesday, and Friday nights are all fine..." Zhang Tie thought for a while and went back to Tang De's place on Tuesday and Thursday, and he had to help his mother at home on the weekends. The remaining time was only one, three, five. of the night.
"There are only three days in a week. Although the time is a little less, but, well..." Manager Hans took out something from the drawer and quickly wrote something on it, spitting out a string of words like a cannon. "The part-time salary here is calculated once a week. When there is work, it is um... 70 coppers per hour. If you perform well, you can increase it. You must report on time at six o'clock in the evening on weekdays. If you are late for one minute, your work will be in vain. The rest is up to you. The hotel will not reimburse you for the expenses incurred. If the guests have tips, you can pocket them yourself without having to hand them over. That guy Colin should have told you what this job is about... "
"Captain Colin said..." Zhang Tiezheng was about to repeat Colin's wonderful promises to him. Suddenly, the door of Manager Hans's office was pushed open, and a guy rushed in in a hurry without knocking on the door, "Manager, The guests in room 6 are impatient to wait..."
"Where is that guy Harry?" Manager Hans stood up from behind the executive desk and suddenly shouted angrily, "Didn't that guy Harry come today? He offended our God and the distinguished guests of the Battle Hall. Rich donor, do you want me to be raped and thrown into the sewer?"
"Harry resigned as soon as the contract deadline expired yesterday!" the person who came in replied with a grimace. "I've already reported it to you, what should I do now..."
The angry Hans' voice suddenly stopped, and then two seconds later, the eyes of both people in the room suddenly stared at Zhang Tie. Hans suddenly smiled softly, "You... little guy, what's your name? Hurry up and sign. You're in luck... Hmm..." Hans trembled as if the fat on his face were painful, "I'll give it to you every time." For ten coppers per hour, this part-time job is yours!"
Zhang Tie was secretly happy. He didn't expect to meet an old employee who skipped class on the first day he arrived. The salary was high, the treatment was good, he could exercise, and he would meet many rich and important people. Maybe he could still get along with him. The work of having close contact with beauties was a blow to his head.
You see, there is nothing you can do about your good character. Not even an hour after they arrived, Hans had already given himself a salary increase. This was the first paying job that Zhang Tie had ever encountered in his life.
So Zhang Tie didn't hesitate, and without even looking at the contract, he took the pen handed over by Manager Hans, swiped it twice, and signed his name on the paper.
Zhang Tie had just finished signing, and Manager Hans quickly put the contract into a drawer. Before Zhang Tie could say anything, the man who rushed in couldn't wait to drag Zhang Tie's hand and ran out. Manager Hans thought of something behind him. , shouted, "This kid smells like sweat, I need to give him a bath..."
I didn't expect that I would actually get this high-paying part-time job. I didn't expect that I would actually find a job at the Iron Thorn Battle Hall. It only costs 80 coppers an hour. So wouldn't it be wrong to just work four or five hours a week? Just two silver coins? Two silver coins? Happiness came so suddenly that Zhang Tie's head was a little dizzy during the following process. He just let others manipulate it mechanically, making Zhang Tie feel like a can on the factory production line, fully experiencing the experience. What do you call assembly work? I was urged to take a quick shower, and then put on a set of soft cotton and linen clothes and socks. Then I was pulled aside and put on another pair of clothes directly on top of the clothes. It looks like a pad or something like armor. It is on the chest, back, crotch and both sides of the arms. It looks very powerful. Finally, when someone wears a huge one, it can wrap around their face. When a helmet-like shield was put on his head when he was halfway up, Zhang Tiecai felt something was wrong. Is this work clothes? Why is it so strange? Something seems wrong. Why does it feel weird
However, before Zhang Tie could ask questions, Zhang Tie was taken to a room...
The room is very large, nearly 200 square meters. The floor of the room is covered with a layer of rubber that feels a little elastic when stepped on and is very non-slip. The four walls of the room are made of large pieces that have been divided and filled with filler. There is only one person in the huge room, a little kid, about eleven or twelve years old, with brown hair, wearing a white training suit, with a cold face, beating someone alone A puppet in the room.
Zhang Tie saw the little kid, and the little kid also saw him, and stopped suddenly. A smile that he thought was warm and friendly appeared on Zhang Tie's face, and he walked in front of the little kid and bent down. "Little friend..."
Without any warning, the kid turned around and kicked Zhang Tie fiercely in the head. Zhang Tie didn't say a word or even finish his sentence. His eyes turned black and he felt shameful all of a sudden. fainted...
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I don’t know how long it took, but Zhang Tie, who felt his nose was a little itchy, sneezed and finally woke up. After waking up, Zhang Tie felt as if dozens of little people were playing drums in his head. Thump, thump, thump, still a little dizzy.
"Boy, you're awake..." Standing in front of Zhang Tie was a bald man with some bruises and scars on his face. He was in his 30s and had tangled muscles all over his body. He looked like a bull. When Zhang Tie opened his eyes, the man smiled. He smiled, put away the small porcelain bottle placed at the end of Zhang Tie's nose, then opened a storage box beside him and changed his clothes.
Zhang Tie turned over and sat up and found that he was lying on a wide bench. There were four or five people in the room. Before he could say anything, Zhang Tie felt sick. He saw what seemed to be a locker in the corner. Zhang Tie covered his mouth and ran over to the trash can. He retched into the trash can. In the end, he vomited out with tears. Except for a little sticky saliva, he didn't spit out anything. After vomiting for a while, Zhang Tie Feeling that my head finally felt a little more comfortable, I sat back on the chair, shook my head vigorously, and tried to think about what happened...
Wait, Zhang Tie suddenly stood up and looked around, where is that little brat, I will beat the shit out of you when I see you again!
"Boy, we are doing this as sparring partners at best, and as human punching bags at worst. But there is also a skill in being a punching bag for others. A little flesh wound is nothing, but you must protect your head and lower body. If you are so stupid as to hurt yourself, This is the first time I've seen someone give someone a kick in the head..." Another big man who had changed his clothes came over, patted Zhang Tie on the shoulder, and then walked out of the locker room with his bag.
What, a sparring partner? Human sandbags? Zhang Tie was stunned for a moment...