Chapter 5 The Visible Boy (4)
The office fell into silence for a while. Qian Xiaoyi thought that this guy might have seen something scary at night, so he came to close his eyes or something like that. , or a friend has encountered a supernatural incident and needs to ask how to deal with it.
If it was not troublesome, Qian Xiaoyi would have no problem helping a bunch of people since he was free, but he never expected that this guy was here to apply for a job. Now he can't even support himself, and next year's rent hasn't been paid yet. Where will he get the money to recruit workers? Moreover, he is still a young brat, so he cannot be held responsible if something happens.
"Go back." Qian Xiaoyi lit a cigarette and held it in his mouth. He did not smoke it, but let it burn quietly.
"Eh?" Inuyama Heita raised his head, trying to explain something: "But..."
"No but." Qian Xiaoyi replied directly: "I don't need help here. I understand the psychology of your age. When you reach adolescence, your self-awareness will expand and you will always think that you are the chosen one. When you meet those I want to get in touch with unusual things. I understand. Everyone has come from that age. But unfortunately, reality is not a cartoon for children. There is no need for a high school student to save the world. I have no obligation. Hire a kid without any experience, even if you are a yin and yang, go back."
Having said so much, Qian Xiaoyi's biggest idea is actually that he has no money and does not want to expose himself here. The sad fact is that he has nothing to do. If he had a lot to do, he would rather have a handyman, but unfortunately, there is no real commission.
"Please, I can do whatever you want, whether it's doing odd jobs or doing anything else. I won't get you into trouble. I need money very much now." Inuyama Heita said.
"I need it too..." Qian Xiaoyi said silently in his heart. He lit the ash in the ashtray and asked, "What do you want the money for?"
"Food expenses, and tuition fees." Inuyama Heita replied.
"Where are your parents? Won't they give it to you?"
Inuyama Heita said calmly: "My mother fell ill and died when I was a child. My father disappeared a few years ago, leaving only an apartment."
Qian Xiaoyi has a headache. He saw this boy grabbing a half-price lunch box like him before, so he knew that his family was not well off, but he had nothing to do with it. Unexpectedly, it was so miserable, and he asked again: "Then how do you live until now?"
Heita Inuyama said: "My grandma in the country will send me some money every year, and then she will go work. "
"So, you have a job," Qian Xiaoyi asked, "Why don't you continue?"
"I was startled after I suddenly became able to see ghosts. My abnormal behavior often caused trouble in the store and scared the customers." Inuyama Heita said simply: "Then I was fired by the store manager, so every time I "The work is not too long."
Qian Xiaoyi looked at the unlucky child and sighed, "Okay, I lied to you before. In fact, I came to Tokyo to open a store for three months. I am a real person." He has not received any commissions, and has no money to recruit workers. "He stopped pretending, he showed his cards, he was just poor.
Heita Inuyama's eyes widened: "But... didn't you say that you are stronger than many famous psychics? How come no one is looking for you?"
Money Xiao Yi sneered and said cynically: "Young man, this is the reality of this sad society. Wasteful people with excellent eloquence often get along better than those who are truly capable. A layman can only see the appearance but cannot figure out the inside. . Otherwise, how could I meet you at the half-price bento store?"
"..." Inuyama Heita's eyes lost his sight, and he didn't even have a penny in his pocket. He didn't even have the next meal. , he even began to consider whether to borrow loan sharks for a period of time.
At this time, his stomach suddenly growled loudly.
Qian Xiaoyi looked at him with a strange expression: "You didn't eat this morning? Are you out of money? Is the money that was robbed yesterday your last money?"
"Well..." Inuyama Heita nodded awkwardly. "Tsk." Qian Xiaoyi stood up, took out a box of cup noodles from under the table, and threw it on the table: "Eat it, nothing else, the water dispenser is over there."
"I..." Inuyama Heita was about to refuse, but when he thought that he might not have anything to eat at noon and would have to look for work in the afternoon, he took the instant noodles in a dilemma and said: "I I’ll pay you back.”
Qian Xiaoyi shrugged. It was just a cup of instant noodles, and it was a discounted item.
The aroma of instant noodles suddenly filled the entire office. Heita Inuyama was eating instant noodles and glanced at Qian Xiaoyi secretly. He seemed to be playing with his mobile phone and didn't pay attention to him at all. Heita Inuyama felt a little embarrassed. Come on, I didn't even say thank you when I came here, and I even bought a cup of instant noodles for nothing, which caused a lot of trouble to me and really made me sleepless.
Thinking of this, he ate the noodles faster, preparing to leave here immediately after finishing the meal and never come back. He would send the money and gifts after he made money.
At this time, Qian Xiaoyi's cell phone buzzed. He glanced at it, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Hey, Heitaro, I have a job here, do you want to do it?"
"It's Heita..." Inuyama Heita raised his head and asked warily: "What job? Didn't I just..."
Qian Xiaoyi raised his phone and said, "It's not me. I have a friend in Tokyo. I just asked him and I can arrange for you to work in a Chinese restaurant he opens. There are a lot of customers there every day and there is a shortage of customers." As for the manpower, the working hours are dinner on weekdays and all day on weekends, and wages are paid daily. How about going?"
Inuyama Heita looked at Qian Xiaoyi blankly, with a look of confusion on his face.
"Hey, are you stupid?" Qian Xiaoyi waved his hand in front of him: "Are you saying you don't want to do it?"
"Why...why do you want to help me like this? Not only last night, Now..." Heita Inuyama asked in confusion: "We are just strangers who have only met once. Isn't this very strange?"
"Strange?" Qian Xiaoyi also asked in confusion: "Me too. Didn’t do anything? Just sent a text message and asked. Isn’t it strange?”
"It's strange." Inuyama Heita nodded: "I have never met anyone like you in Tokyo."
"Although it is rude to say this, but..." Qian Xiaoyi burned half of the Putting his cigarette into the ashtray, he said: "This is just a very common behavior. For a desperate kid, it's easy to help a kid." That’s all. So the strange thing is not me, but this overly indifferent city and you people living here. Before I came here, I never knew that people’s hearts could be so numb and depressed. Gods and ghosts can be seen everywhere. It’s simply a paradise for spiritual masters.”
Hearing these words, Inuyama Heita was stunned.
"Do you want to do it or not? Forget it if you don't." Qian Xiaoyi said impatiently.
"Do it! I'll do it!" Heita Inuyama said excitedly. He didn't even have money for food, so there was no reason to give up this life-saving straw.
After that, Qian Xiaoyi wrote him the address and phone number of the store, and drove him away with Inuyama Heita's gratitude.
"Huh~ It's really troublesome to talk to Japanese people. Even children are beating around the bush like this." Qian Xiaoyi sat back and slowly scrolled through his phone to kill time. The reason why he helped the high school student was just because he didn't want to see him die in a dark corner like this. If he was ignored, then this person would have no money to eat and couldn't find a job, but he had the talent of Yin Yang Eyes. What will the kid do? The answer is self-evident, he will definitely use this talent to make profits, and the result of such a rookie's rash action is to harm others and himself, without exception.
Time passes, and today is another poor and leisurely day at Lingkong Office.
(End of this chapter)