"A bag of farmhouse white bread, 55p, by the way, senior, you came to the supermarket so early to buy something?"
"Here, because I don't want to eat dirt either. Junior sister, you came to work so early, too."
The barcode scanner made a beep, and it was still the Tesco supermarket in downtown Stratford. After walking for at least five or six kilometers, Fangran finally came here.
As for the reason why he came here after traveling so far, it was because Fangran, who only had 56 pence, only knew that there was bread for 55 pence,
The only person he knew in all of London here.
Looking at the side face of the Queen of England printed in the hand, there is a 1p coin left after buying the bread,
The corner of Fangran's mouth twitched, feeling some kind of malice from the goddess of fate.
"By the way, junior, did your teacher tell you before taking you out, what would you do if you lost contact abroad?"
After receiving the bread, he opened it and took out a piece to take a bite. He felt that this tasteless white bread was the best thing in the world. Fangran suddenly felt a little sad and asked with a sigh.
"Lost contact?"
Sitting behind the cash register, Tang Bing, who had no classes in the first two periods of the school and had no customers at all when he came to work in the morning, was very idle. He blinked his eyes and looked at Fangran who asked this question in a strange way, and then replied as a matter of course:
"What else can I do if I lose contact? Wait for the school to send someone to find you. It's so simple."
"Wait for someone to find...."
But Fangran, who was biting the bread bit by bit, and just asked casually, was suddenly stunned, wondering if it was because his stomach was full and his brain was full at the same time.
He suddenly seemed to be enlightened and figured out how to return to Huaxia in the current situation.
Yes, now that I am incapacitated and hunted down, unable to contact the outside world, plus I have no money and no documents,
It is impossible to return to Huaxia on your own!
It's really a pity that I was still foolishly thinking about finding my own way...
Fangran, who was biting the bread, was stunned for a moment. As the so-called authorities are obsessed, after Tang Bing casually reminded him, he suddenly realized the only way for him to return to China now.
Just waiting for Grandma Shui to send someone to catch him...
Well, although it sounds hopeless and embarrassing, there is nothing to do with the current situation. Generally speaking, it is impossible for anyone to know that he is in trouble in London without contacting him.
But if it was Shui Linlang who had already predicted that there would be variables in the national war, Fangran believed that she would also know the London where she was thrown by accident, but it would take time to confirm his identity in such a big city. Location...
If it is conservatively estimated, I will persist for at least another week...
"Hey! Hey! Senior, you're back to your senses!"
Staring at a place dazedly eating bread, he was lost in thought until he was shaken by a small white hand in front of his eyes. Then Fangran suddenly recovered from the daze of thinking that the goal at this stage was still unchanged, and saw that there was nothing in his hand. A slice of bread...
Then suddenly he put his head in his hands and collapsed.
)ΩдΩ(But let alone sticking around for another week, I'm starving to death now!
"By the way, senior, why do you always buy the cheapest bread? Did your family tell you not to show your wealth outside?"
"Lu Fu..."
Bai Jing's arm lay on the cash register and poked Fangran's white bread. Tang Bing asked curiously,
Then he saw Fangran turn his head away, his eyes lost their luster and his face was ashamed of 'smile'.
"If I let my family know my current financial situation, they should worry about me not going to rob..."
Hmm... Why does this line feel a bit heavy...
"Eh!? Senior, are you short of money!?"
However, upon hearing what he said, Tang Bing sat up straight in surprise and covered his mouth in surprise, letting Fangran, who took out another piece of bread and chewed silently, stare at her with listless dead fish eyes.
"Do I look rich now?"
"But... "
His eyes couldn't help scanning his shoes and shirt, Tang Bing finally waved his hand in a little embarrassment and said in embarrassment:
"Ah, that... because the family conditions of those who can be admitted to Peking University are generally not bad, I thought I was the only one who needed a headache..."
Then when he said this, as if he wanted to make up for the embarrassing question he accidentally asked just now, Tang Bing changed the subject as if he remembered something, and then returned to that lively and cheerful spirit and said:
"Senior, how long do you have to wait in London? If you want to save money, do you want to work in this supermarket?"
"work to earn a living??"
The moment he heard her say that, Fangran was taken aback.
This supermarket is recruiting part-time workers
When I am just desperate now? ?
Fangran, who originally planned to go to a remote place to look for prey later, suddenly felt a little weird about the unfolding of someone giving a pillow when he was dozing off.
Such a coincidence
"Ah, but to be precise, it's not a part-time job. After all, senior, you didn't come to study abroad. Normally, you can't work part-time...."
Noticing Fangran's stunned expression, Tang Bing quickly blushed slightly, stuck out his tongue and explained honestly:
"It's just that Mrs. Isis kept telling me a few days ago that an employee was injured and took a few days off, so there was one cashier who was too busy at night when there were many people. She asked me if there was any classmate who was willing to help in a short time. She Compensation shall be paid at regular hourly rates."
Then when it came to this, she clutched Pingping's chest, feeling heartbroken thoughts against the wall.
"But I asked a lot of people... They heard that no one is willing to come if it's not a long-term part-time job or a low hourly salary like a supermarket cash register... This has caused me to be so busy these nights..."
"Yuck... These guys who have mines in their families and went abroad to play are enviable..."
Fangran: "..."
That... Sister Tang Bingxue, it doesn't matter if the end of your sentence seems to reveal something... .
"Is it really okay? Although I don't know who that Mrs. Isis is, is it really okay to just ask someone I just met for a day to help?"
After easing his hunger a little, he picked up the remaining bread that he could only eat when he couldn't hold on anymore. Fangran glanced at Tang Bing. Although the probability was very low, he still didn't want to involve her helpless sigh.
"Besides, I'm not a foreign language learner like you. I can't communicate with foreigners normally..."
"Oh, it's okay, it's okay, Mrs. Isis is the supervisor here and also my boarding landlord. Knowing that senior, you are also a student of Peking University, she must rest assured. It is impossible to lose the face of the famous school of the motherland abroad for stealing some vegetables and fruits,"
It seemed that he was pleasantly surprised to find a new target of persuasion. At the thought of not having to hit the back of the head with busy feet at night and getting up early the next day with a sore body, Tang Bing immediately worked hard to win Fangran over with his eyes shining brightly.
"There are also seniors, don't worry, the cash register is very simple, basically you don't need to communicate with customers, just scan and scan and add some power, and they are very willing to recruit Chinese students!"
"Why... "
Seeing that she was so enthusiastic and looked like a salesperson, holding the remaining half bag of bread in her hand, Fangran asked silently,
Then seeing her 'genuine' school girl, she gave a thumbs up and showed a mysterious smile with deep meaning.
"Well, after all, you know the mathematics of the rotten country."
Fangran: "..."
Junior girl, are you really not afraid of being beaten in mathematics from a black family like you... .
"Short-term help, although it sounds good,"
Talking to himself, pretending to be in deep thought, Fangran put on a jojo face and snorted coldly.
"but I... "
"Although £4 an hour is a bit low, but..."
"When are we going to see Mrs. Isis?"