I closed the website, thought about it, and opened it again. I searched for "Immigration Policies of Southeast Asian Countries", "Work Visas for Southeast Asian Countries" and "Job Opportunities in Southeast Asia". Recruitment of Chinese language teachers, and a record of the experience of a Chinese diving instructor working and opening a shop in various parts of Southeast Asia.
Ye Fei hugged his arms and laughed happily. If you have aspirations, things will happen, and you will live everywhere. If you dig with your heart, there should be plenty of job opportunities here.
She remembered that the coach had written in the article that the revenue of dive shops in various places is proportional to the revenue, so she opened the Scuba Libre webpage and calculated according to the various quotations. If you are a coach, the average off-season and peak seasons will be averaged, and the starting salary of ordinary work in Beijing The similarity is not unacceptable.
Yanes has a very strong comprehension ability. He reads books faster than other students. He ran out of the classroom early and greeted Ye Fei: "Little Nightingale, I'm OK here, do you want to make a website together?"
"I translated a part of the content, you continue to refine the entry! I will enter it together later." She handed the computer over, "I want to go out."
After Chen Jiajun answered questions to the last student, he saw Jaynes crackling the keyboard on the terrace. Looking around for a week, I didn't see Ye Fei either.
Jaynes raised his hand: "Boss, help me see here." He pointed to the screen, "Are these two items parallel or hierarchical? Faey has been changed to Chinese, and I can't understand it."
"It's not that you guys do it together. How about her?" Chen Jiajun asked nonchalantly.
"It looks like I went to Joy's."
"Why? Not enough to eat at night?"
"Said to learn to cook."
"Cooking?" He remembered that when Ye Fei first came, he said that he could also go to the restaurant to help, and his brows were twisted together. Was she not happily staying in the dive shop
Jaynes opened the Chinese and English web pages at the same time, allowing Chen Jiajun to compare them. He accidentally clicked the back button, and it showed a Chinese diving instructor's experience post on the Chinese forum; back again, is the list of Confucius Institutes in Southeast Asia; back again, is the work visa requirements and immigration policy.
Chen Jiajun closed the web page and silently put down the mouse.
"Boss, what on earth do you do?" Yanes asked.
"Waiting to ask Faey." He was not in the mood to study the question patiently, and turned and walked down the steps.
The future is a mystery for which no one knows the answer.
That happy little girl is trying to find the answer.
He has some gratitude, but more distressed. In the realm of feelings, it would be unfair to let her fight alone.
However, Chen Jiajun still hasn't figured out whether to take a step forward or push her back into the original life trajectory. Since Ye Fei's return to the island this time, normal coach training courses and various emergencies have been coming, he has not had a chance to breathe, and he can clarify the thoughts in his mind one by one.
He slowed down, but still moved in the direction of Joy's. Just like every time before, I warned myself not to be too close to her, and greedy for the happiness and peace around her, always thinking that it doesn't matter if I get closer, just get closer.
At this moment, he just wanted to see her.
Walking on the edge of the sand and the sea, waves of surging waves washed the sand solidly and densely, leaving only shallow footprints when stepping on it, and bare feet were swept by the clear water, bringing people Comfortable warmth.
As soon as he walked into Joy's, Chen Jiajun found several acquaintances sitting at a long table facing the sea, including Chloe, Wan Peng, Zheng Yunchang, and even Bo Mai and her mother. It seems that he is the only one who doesn't know anything and comes here uninvited at the moment.
He walked over and sat down beside Zheng Yunchang: "It's so late, haven't eaten yet?"
"Oh, I just asked someone to buy fireworks. I was playing with Bo Mai at the beach, but I just saw Ah Fei hurried past. Bo Mai didn't play with her for several days, so he followed." Zheng Yunchang said. He heard that Ye Fei was going to bring Songxi to cook together, so he called Chloe and Wanpeng who were drinking at the monkey bar.
Everyone had eaten dinner, ordered drinks, and chatted around the long table, Chen Jiajun's complexion eased a little.
Zheng Yunchang asked: "Have you eaten?"
"Ate."
"Then why are you here too?"
"..." He paused, "I have been busy these past two days. I didn't care to accompany Bo Mai. I was a little free at night, so I came to her."
"Oh, I thought you heard that Ah Fei was going to cook, so I would join in the fun too."
"I only know what you said. Why did she suddenly come to learn to cook?"
"Help the West." Zheng Yunchang pointed to the kitchen and explained that Ye Fei didn't know where to get the news. Some local chefs were excavated by tourists and recommended to work in Southeast Asian restaurants in Europe. She told Songxi that the more you learn a craft, the more chance you have. In the off-season restaurant, there are not many customers, and the chefs are also familiar with her, so she agreed with others to practice for one hour after 8 o'clock every day. She also said that the meal will be paid, but she and Song Xilai will take care of it.
Zheng Yunchang commented: "You little girlfriend, you really don't worry about it."
Chen Jiajun's face sank: "She is not my girlfriend."
Zheng Yunchang looked at him with a smile: "It's not just now, right? Wanpeng said, on the day Jasmine's accident, you couldn't find Ah Fei, and you almost turned all the beaches upside down."
"The situation is urgent, I'm afraid of accidents." Chen Jiajun squeezed the cup and glanced at him. He was playing with Bo Mai, but he felt a cold vest and shivered.
"I want to say that you take special care of me because you are like a little girl?" Zheng Yunchang sighed. "You are disrespectful to the deceased because of your duplicity."
Chen Jiajun frowned: "The bar business is not good lately? You are very leisurely, right."
"Ok?"
"I have time to tease me."
"I always make fun of others, when did I tease you?" Zheng Yunchang squinted and smiled. "I said a few months ago that your attitude towards Ah Fei is unusual. You said they were just tourists, but she is back now. Up."
"She has her own circle of life in China and has more relatives and friends."
Zheng Yunchang laughed: "You left your hometown on your own and came to the island to take root. You would say that."
"If you encounter difficulties, that is where she feels the safest."
"The things that happened back then were natural disasters and accidents. The more accidents, the more you should cherish the present, right?"
"She should be simple and live the ordinary life of ordinary people." Chen Jiajun looked over, and through the kitchen doors and windows, you could see Ye Fei holding a spatula, running between the stove and the chopping board.
"But you asked, did Ah Fei want anything?" Zheng Yunchang followed his gaze and cast an admiring glance at Ye Fei. "She has her own ideas and is very strong."
Chen Jiajun did not speak.
"Others telling you this may not be convincing." Zheng Yunchang said leisurely, "but I walked through the ghost gate once."
Ye Fei quickly cooked three dishes, Song Xi served a plate, and she brought two plates and walked around from the back kitchen. Her face was flushed with heat, with fine beads of sweat hanging on the tip of her nose.
"Everyone has been waiting for a long time, I don't know if it suits your taste." As soon as she came out of the door, she saw Chen Jiajun at the table, pretending to be surprised, put down the plate and greeted him, "Hey, boss, what are you? When did you come here?"
"Come to Bo Mai, passing by." Chen Jiajun's tone was flat, "How long have you just been here before you became a master for others?"
"I learn a few local dishes with the chef, and then teach him some Chinese dishes, and Songxi will learn them together." Ye Fei's eyes were bright, "I told you, I will do the cooking."
He dragged the plate: "Look at what you did."
"Tom Yum Goong fried rice, cola chicken wings, and beer and black pepper beef." She pointed to the last two items. "They all looked at the recipes of international students. Trying the kitchen today does not represent my level of Chinese food."
Zheng Yunchang said, "Well, it smells good, I want to try it."
She smiled and took a few sets of cutlery: "Songxi helps with the ingredients, I am in charge of the spoon, and everyone has more opinions!"
Everyone looked up, and each took a fork and spoon to try.
Wan Peng's eyes widened: "Wow, the beef tastes good."
Ye Fei said: "When cooking other dishes, the beef is soaked in beer, so it is tender."
Chloe asked: "The only sauce for Coke chicken wings is Coke?"
"I also put in a little tomato sauce, a little salt, and ginger and green onions. Actually, there can be many variations. Have you never done this?"
"No. I'm thinking, marinating like this will make grilling good."
Bo Mai also liked chicken wings. He held one in his hands and gnawed one, while licking his fingers, he looked at Ye Fei pitifully, "Can I get another one?"
"Of course!" She smiled and delivered it with a fork.
"This time I did it quite successfully. Would you like to try something else next time?" Zheng Yunchang suggested. "I like the steamed fish in a Hong Kong restaurant very much. Wow, it's fresh and tender."
"Then Boss Zheng, you are responsible for getting a fresh fish. I'll see if there is a big pot in the back stove!" Ye Fei was excited.
Wanpeng said, "Songxi, if you earn it, you can still learn to cook Chinese food!"
Songxi, who has been languishing for the past few days, rarely smiled.
Chen Jiajun tasted every bite, and he didn't grab too much to see that everyone was eating well.
"How do you like it?" She tilted her head and asked in confusion.
"You did it all?"
"Ok."
"delicious."
Ye Fei knows that he has never spoken courteously to himself, so he can't help but curl his mouth: "Yes, I practiced specially to go abroad." She smiled relievedly, "Finally, there are still some good memories."
Wanpeng feasted, with rice grains stuck to the corner of his mouth: "There is a small kitchen behind the dive shop, which has been useless."
Ye Fei said strangely: "Why didn't I find out?"
"Because it's useless, the stove is put away. But there is a cooking station."
Ye Fei thought of the sink and the tiled tabletop: "I thought it was a place to clean equipment."
"I'll clean it up, and you can cook in the store next time you come. Boss, what do you think?"
"Alright," Ye Fei said with a smile, "I'm cooking for you, so don't eat instant noodles in the future."
She turned towards Wanpeng, but when she heard Chen Jiajun's words, she remembered that when Ye Fei left the island for the first time, she said to him: "You also take care and eat less instant noodles."
And she came back, humming, running around in and out of the kitchen. This scene made him feel very relieved. He nodded to Wanpeng's proposal: "After cleaning it up, check the gas stove. If it doesn't work, replace it with a new one."
Wan Peng raised his arms excitedly. Ye Fei and everyone were eating and chatting, then packed the tableware and went to the front desk to settle the expenses. Inda said: "Hey, you don't know, KC has already paid the bill, and the cash paid is not recorded."
She turned around and met his gaze. Ye Fei pointed at him, raised the wallet in his hand, and shrugged his shoulders. It was true that she was not given any chance to pay the bill.
He smiled slightly: "There are so many people today, I will treat you."
Counting down, several people all ate the second dinner. Although the amount was not large, they all drank drinks and beer. Lazy now, chatting lazily around the long table. Ye Fei and Bo Mai's mother led the little girl together and sat down by the trestle to set off fireworks.
Ye Fei straightened his legs, touched his round belly, shook the fairy stick, drew a circle, and then drew a heart. Bo Mai held one in each hand and waved like her, turning back and yelling "papa, papa".
Chen Jiajun walked along the trestle bridge, the wooden floating board swayed slightly.
Ye Fei felt that, and turned his head, the fairy stick in his hand shot a small golden spark, dyeing her side face in a warm bright yellow. The rippling sea water gently slapped the wooden piles of the trestle bridge, leaving behind the gurgling sound of water flowing by. Chen Jiajun was stunned for a while, remembering the first time he saw Jocelyn.
That year, she and a group of classmates came on a graduation trip, setting fireworks on the beach and playing games. When she lost, she had to stop a passerby to perform at random. She chose Chen Jiajun, who was passing by, and handed him a fairy stick. She also took one. Then she circled him, kicked and sang the national anthem of Singapore.
At that time, Jocelyn was standing behind the bright yellow sparks, illuminating half of his face.
The memory is too far away, so far away that she can hardly remember her face, just remember the warmth of the fire.
Ye Fei stood up, walked over to him, smiled and handed one: "Would you like?"
He was silent, looking down at the girl in front of him.
"Really, do you want me to help you order it?" She muttered, and the fairy rod in her hand helped him light it, and then stuffed it over.
Chen Jiajun shrank his hands as if he was being burned, then turned and walked away.
Ye Fei only thought he was too naive, and didn't care about it. He teased Bo Mai and giggled.
He walked a few steps along the trestle bridge, surrounded by the dark blue, silent sea. But that cluster of flames seemed to continue to bloom in my mind. He stopped, turned around, and shouted: "Ye Fei."
"That's it, it's fun too!" Seeing him stop, she walked over with a smile, put the fairy stick in his hand, and turned back to get a new one.
Chen Jiajun looked at the spark in his hand quietly. At the end was a small beam of light, and there seemed to be a girl smiling inside.
After Jocelyn left, how many times he looked at the sea at night, scenes of past events emerged with the tide, and he was heartbroken.
Today, he finally remembered the warm feeling when he first met. Those hurt, regret, resentment and unwillingness, I don't know when, has calmed down. The memories of the past are finally warm.
He raised the fairy stick in his hand, behind the fireworks, all you could see was Ye Fei's face.
You can see what kind of island you have in the way you feel.
The world in his eyes, from this moment, became bright.