newbobooks Chapter 289 The One with a Monthly Salary
Chapter 289 The One with a Monthly Salary
"Actually, he doesn't have to come over. We can give him a slam dunk or something in Kyoto. We can just do one for him." Wang Zhengliang said silently with a funny look on his face.
This was exactly what Bird Yuan wanted. He stood up and bowed to the camera: "Come on, Anhui man, 100 pounds!"
Suddenly, the room was filled with the laughter of the brothers and the chuckles from the program crew.
Luo Yiqi shook her head helplessly. After drying her hair, it was full of static electricity, so she simply didn't continue their conversation.
Instead, he went to another bathroom to smooth his hair and apply some moisturizing product.
Although the climate in the north is cold, it is also extremely dry. Even a slight cold wind can make the skin hurt, not to mention that they have to sleep on kang at night.
It's a good opportunity to take advantage of the machine maintenance period to moisturize myself. She won't be needed for the show's effects.
Didn’t you see that the champions were all outside talking on the phone about work, and not a single one of them was taking photos?
Several people outside were talking about Zhang Yuan's injured foot. He had a habit of spraining his ankle because of playing ball frequently. Lu Hu choked on it at noon and still felt uncomfortable because of the salty taste.
Sister Wang came in with an umbrella and needed to go out to buy some raw materials and asked who was going with them. The 'Face Brothers' from last season instantly exchanged glances with each other.
Luo Yiqi laughed as she listened to the voices coming from her ears, and smeared the herbal mud that looked like muddy water on her face.
The hair on her forehead was tied up into a high ponytail, and the loose hair was pinned behind her head with a wide green headband, making her look neat and refreshing.
"Baby, what are you doing?" Suddenly, a pair of hands hugged her waist, and a low and gentle voice sounded in her ears.
"Skin care." Luo Yanqi continued to carefully apply the dark mud mask with a slightly bitter and elegant herbal fragrance in front of the mirror without any surprise. A smile flashed across her lips as she looked at the man wearing glasses standing behind her in the camera. Her cold voice contained a hint of softness, as if she was acting coquettishly: "People say that people age quickly after forty. I'm not like Brother Liang, an old man who can control time. There's a promotion for those who turn forty and get twenty off!"
Tsk~ I don’t know what video these people have watched, they all started calling her baby, and it felt like an electric current passed through her ears, making her heart numb.
Of course, aging is not something she will experience, but dryness is still possible. She just needs to hydrate and moisturize her skin more often to avoid cracking due to frostbite.
A sly smile flashed across his eyes as he looked at the man behind him. The only thing that the old man couldn't control was his hair.
I don’t know if it’s because I stay up all night thinking about his weird jokes that my hair is falling out faster than his investments.
"..." Wang Zhengliang chuckled softly a few times, teasing Ah Qi about how he hadn't changed in more than ten years.
Looking at the delicate little face with skin as white as cream and crystal clear right in front of me, the mud mask on her forehead could not hide her natural beauty. The warm breath fell on her white earlobe, causing a blush.
Trivial kisses spread from the earlobe to under the ear and neck. The warm down jacket was taken off and put aside because he was indoors. Now he was only wearing an apricot long-sleeved shirt and a sleeveless sweater vest.
Two buttons of the shirt collar were undone, and delicate, hot kisses fell on her neck, planting bright strawberries one after another.
Luo Yanqi curled her fingers, tilted her head back slightly, and a faint gasp escaped her lips. The next second, he turned around and pressed a hot, wet kiss on her lips, swallowing all her breath.
Some narrow washrooms are filled with love and affection. From outside the closed door, the voices of the mentally retarded brothers and the roar of the machines can be heard.
After waiting for a long time, they were finally notified that the machine was repaired, and the eyes of the three people who had been waiting suddenly lit up.
He brought the program crew and Brother Yu to help load and weigh the rice. Chen Chusheng was like a leader inspecting the process from the side, and then helped to put the rice into the machine.
The re-employment assembly line for the men's group officially began, and they even performed a Mi Cang rap while working.
The people who were working on the rhyme finally finished their work, and the sky had already darkened completely.
There is one last step after the rice is packed, which is to weigh the rice gift box and divide it into several small boxes.
Several old men outside were still listening with relish to the stories that Su Xing and Wang Yuexin made up on the road. Crispy Shark Chen Chusheng had no doubts about Su Maomao, whom he had been in love with for more than ten years.
Luo Yiqi, who was busy cooking in the kitchen, came out with her sleeves rolled up to help them move the rice to the rice storage area.
She couldn't help with the shelling, so she simply stayed in the house to prepare dinner for the men who were working. Without them saying anything, she could guess that several men with so much physical strength would definitely be hungry after surviving.
"Do we need someone to divide the work? For example, who will do what?" Zhang Yuan looked at the clean and bright rice filling workshop. There were many cardboard boxes and gift boxes packaged in a neat but orderly manner. There were also machines next to them. It should be necessary to operate them in several steps.
"Yes, who will fill the rice, who will pick up the weight, who will put it into the box, and who will pack it after it's done." Sister Wang introduced the gift box making process to them one by one.
"Is this the two-pound package?" Wang Zhengliang asked as he watched Sister Wang take out the vacuum-packed rice.
Sister Wang nodded: "One kilogram, two kilograms."
"Come here, sister, look at the longing look that person is giving you." Zhang Yuan sat on a small stool nearby, looking at her best friend Lu Hu squatting on the ground staring at the rice in Sister Wang's hand with longing eyes. She wanted to try the joy of packing the rice by herself, so she helped to cue him.
Luo Yiqi covered her mouth with her hands and looked at Hanhanhu's sparkling eyes with a bit of amusement, which were full of eagerness to try. When Wang Zhengliang helped to take the rice and handed it to him, she packed the rice into the small box with great satisfaction.
"Turn over here, turn over here!" Seeing the movements of Lu Hu's hands, Sister Wang immediately gave instructions.
His joyful expression froze, and after stupidly putting the rice in, he turned the gift box over. Then, he looked at Wang Yuexin, who had asked him to turn over, with a blank look on his face: "..."
I fell off, is that right?
"Hahahaha..." Luo Yanqi couldn't help laughing.
Hu Zi, I’m sorry, she really couldn’t help it!
Silly Tiger is still as stupid as ever, worthy of being the first of the stupid brothers!
"You can tell you've worked in a factory before!" Lu Hu saw Wang Yuexin reaching out to help him turn the rice that was packed upside down around the edges and fold up the excess plastic film before packing it into boxes. "You've worked in a factory before, right?"
This one looks very skilled, much better than him! He must be an excellent employee who has worked in the factory.
"Lexin is probably a regular employee of the factory, earning a monthly salary. Huzi, you're probably a temporary worker with little experience..." Luo Yanqi added with a smile, "You might be the type to be criticized and fired as soon as you start."
The brothers were there to help guide him, and in the end they showed him step by step.
Well...why can't we say that Hu Zi's behavior is also a kind of fall?