Autor: The snow of an iceberg Machinenübersetzung
An qingyan said, "sister, do you need to look for a job in Beijing?
I'll introduce you to one. How about it?
When you arrive at your parents'restaurant, you can directly become a manager.
The job is not tiring and the salary is very high. It's at least 50 yuan a month."
Lin Lei was first stunned before she smiled and said, "little sister, you don't have to introduce me to a job.
It was just a convenience for me to save you. You don't have to feel burdened in your heart."
An qingyan felt that Lin Lei was a really good person. She had already made it clear that she would be the manager of the restaurant.
However, she was not moved at all. Moreover, she did not take the opportunity to make other requests.
Her father always taught her true friends to treat her, so they would not calculate what benefits they wanted from her.
In the past, an Qingyan did not understand what her father meant when he said this, but now she finally understood.
The an family had been running the restaurant business for generations. It could be said that they were a big family. If it were not for the fact that no one in the family was involved in politics, they could only be considered a nouveau riche compared to other aristocratic families.
However, their financial resources were definitely not inferior to any other aristocratic family.
As an only child, she could be said to be doted on from a young age.
Lin Lei felt that an Qingyan was a very cute girl. At least, she liked her. Unknowingly, the two of them chatted for a long time.
It wasn't until they realized that it was dark outside that they realized that they had chatted for too long.
Moreover, when they raised their heads to look at the opposite side, Song Yi's expression could be said to have turned black.
Lin Lei raised her eyebrows and said, "unknowingly, it's already so late. Are you hungry? "?
"I have some food on the table. If you don't mind, you can go find a place to sleep. ".
"I don't see anyone sleeping in the sleeper next door. If you're worried that someone will disturb you, sleep next to me. Alright. "
An qingyan wanted to be reserved, but her stomach started growling and she nodded.
"sister, I really don't know what to say to you now. ".
"I'll have a meal with all of you today. When we get to Beijing, I'll definitely treat all of you to a big meal. ".
"My restaurant's food is especially delicious. You'll know after you eat it. "
Lin Lei smiled. Through the few hours of chatting, she already knew that the an family ran a restaurant business.
Moreover, the an family's restaurant business should be very big.
She opened the white cloth bag on the table and the lunch box was revealed.
An qingyan initially thought that it was just some soda and bread. When she saw the white cloth bag open and saw that it was actually a packed lunch prepared in advance, with meat and vegetables, and rice, she immediately felt hungrier than before.
Lin Lei opened it and took a look. There were three boxes of lunch left and she randomly picked up a box and placed it in an Qingyan's hand.
"You're welcome, eat it! It's just an ordinary home-cooked dish. You can just taste it. "
"Okay, thank you, sister! "
Lin Lei took out another box and quietly walked over to place it on the newspaper in Song Yi's hand. "Hubby, eat your meal. I've personally delivered it to you. "
Song Yi glanced at Lin Lei, then put down the newspaper in his hand, opened the lunchbox, and quietly ate his meal.
Although it was annoying that an Qingyan had interrupted their journey, Lin Lei had been especially happy for the past few hours, so he did not plan to continue arguing about it.
Lin Lei could tell that Song Yi was not angry when she saw him eating.
An Qingyan had really treated the food in the lunchbox as an ordinary home-cooked meal. However, after eating a mouthful of fish and eggplant strips, her eyes lit up.
"sister, did you cook the food in here?
It's so delicious. How can this be considered a home-cooked meal?
It's cold and so delicious. It's comparable to a top chef.
Even the chefs in my restaurant might not be able to make this taste."