The eldest and the second mortgaged the two well-made "work clothes" to the boss at the Otsuka Grocery Store in exchange for some start-up capital.

All the A4 model paper used in the bookstore is printed, and they don’t know whether it is easy to use.

In short, the two of them returned to the church in the mountains with a simple binding "doctrine".

The paradise of addiction to women, the expenses of Monemosine caused a deficit in the account book.

Fortunately, her boss gave her enough funds.

This will not lead to her being in a dilemma of having no money to spend. Talent is precious. She wants to cultivate her own power, so she will naturally not tiptoe on expenses.

In the evening, the boss came to the huge office building, with bright and tidy modern facilities.

On the middle boss' chair, Monemosine was waiting for her first group of subordinates to bring her good news.

"Boss, we're back."

The smell of cigars permeated the entire office, and the cold wind blowing from the air conditioner drove away the heat of the summer night. As soon as the boss entered the room, he felt a gust of cold wind storm.

Fortunately, he has a pretty good physique, otherwise he would have to bear it if he had a cold.

Monemosine put the cigar between her fingers on the edge of the ashtray, "Have the doctrine been ordered?"

"Boss, you asked us to do things. If you have no plans or money, we two can only mortgage the clothes you sent..."

"Stop, stop, what I want is the result, just tell me how the result is."

The old man bent down carefully, put a stack of pure white A4 paper on the desk, and then waited for the destiny to fall.

Monemosine's expression was very difficult, but I thought about it and forgot to give my younger brother money because of the night's bang...

She also scored half of the points.

"You guys have a pretty good job, by the way, do you have a bank card?"

The boss shook his head.

"Where is the cell phone?"

The boss shook his head again.

"Before meeting me, you wouldn't have slept in the sewer that emits stench and picked up rags every day to make a living, right?" Monemosine covered her face.

The boss was also very wronged. If it weren't for making a living, who would have come to this weird church?

Monemosine rubbed her eyebrows, "It seems that the orphanage must speed up the pace."

She originally wanted to wait for the other party to surrender.

Suddenly she raised her head and looked up and down at the boss's figure. Her small white vest was tightly supported by her bulging muscles, and her bare head.

"This guy has the potential to be a rogue."

Monemosine judged himself in his heart.

"Since you have entered the church, you should give up your original name. I will now give you a new title. Well... Seeing that your head is shining, your whole head doesn't even have eyebrows, so just call you bald hair."

"Boss, just be happy." Bald Mao didn't care what the name was. In short, don't mix him with daily necessities, it doesn't matter.

I can't be like his brother. I originally wanted to change my name to Dianfeng Mountain, but I was fined by him. It's not scary to have no education, but I'm afraid that my ignorance will be shown everywhere.

Monemosnera opened the drawer next to her desk and took out a stack of yen worth 10,000 from it. "It is really a wise choice for you to join the group. I have good working conditions, so I can pay you five insurances and one fund for food, accommodation and other funds."

"You can rest for four days a month. If you go somewhere else, you can only be hard-working."

After taking out the stack of money in Monemosne, Bald Mao stared at him completely intently. He had only seen so much money in the hands of the contractor at the construction site.

"Boss, is this for me?"

Monemosine smiled, and his lips were straightened like sausages, and his appearance plummeted.

But this did not prevent the money from adding charm to her.

Don’t forget that her current identity is the boss, and a generous boss is generally not hated by employees.

"Come here."

The bald man bowed his body and slowly approached the desk. Aitel opened the chair and leaned back. Attracted by money, the bald man had not noticed that he had entered an extremely dangerous range.

This range is where Ethel can reach.

Aitel stuffed the folded yen into his underwear, flat, it was fine, and it was not a problem. Isn't it all squeezed out the ditch?

The already tight-tied chest strap collapsed, revealing the flat airport.

The bald man woke up and realized that he was only one step away from Ethel.

Ethel stroked the T-shirt, as if feeling the power contained in the muscles that were bulging after it.

"very nice."

"Boss, what are you doing?"

The bald man works at a construction site and is exhausted all day long. He has the energy to find women there. The women he can come into contact with are the fat woman with a gray face, and the foreman's horse.

He retreated in a hurry, all his nervous expression was seen by Ethel, and he comforted him: "I'm not a man-eating ghost. Come here, I'll teach you a fun game."

Bald man thought that the boss was not afraid of a woman, but he was afraid of something as a big man, so he passed by.

Ethier's hand slid down from his neck, pulled out the stack of yen and placed it on the table casually, and then squatted down.

After a second sound, the bald expression suddenly became strange, perhaps because happiness came too suddenly.

...

The next day, the second child woke up on a recliner in the church.

I didn’t eat dinner last night, so don’t think that fat people don’t need to eat. The fatter they are, the more they need to supplement their nutrition.

"Where is the eldest brother?" The eldest brother walked around the church.

His stomach was already protesting. He was eager to find his brother and go to dinner together. If he hadn't had money and had no idea where the cafeteria was here, he might have left his bald head and went to dinner long ago.

Just as he was so hungry that he had no energy to walk, Ethel walked in through the back door of the church with his bald, thick arm.

"Brother!"

"Well. Look, I have money." The bald man took out the "hard work fee" that Ethel gave him yesterday from his yellow shorts pocket.

"Then let's go eat!"

"Since he is your brother, I'll give him a name, too." Ethel suggested.

Although the second brother had wanted to mention this matter for a long time, it was still the most important thing to eat now. With the bald man's stern eyes, he barely controlled himself.

The second child is white and fat, and you can tell at a glance that he has never worked much or experienced the sins of society.

Under normal circumstances, he lives in the same nest with the bald man. His biggest interest every day is to eat, because he can only eat three meals a day, and he can only find another hobby.

The second-ranked sleep.

He went to bed after eating, and it was explained that he could have this body shape.

Ethier looked up and down for a while, "Looking at you, you're round, just call you the ball."

"Qiu?!Brother, I like this name very much." Qiu shouted excitedly at the bald man.

Gu~

The sound of his stomach revolt is like a basin of cold water, diluting his love for the new name.

Bald man knows that balls are not a good name, but now he is making a living with the boss. Moreover, the boss is quite good, has smooth skin, and he can play games with him. The most important thing is to play games and give him money.

If such a good boss missed it, he felt that he would definitely regret it.

"Just be happy, boss, let's go to have a meal."

In the afternoon, Bad and his brother went to the printing factory together, and this time they came to discuss business seriously.

Although he has not discussed business, this does not mean that he cannot learn.

He still knows the word "大大".

In this era of technology, many skills can be learned by themselves.

What's more, it's just about printing books.

Aitel, dressed in formal clothes, stood in front of the orphanage. The land price in this place was not high, but on the contrary, it was very cheap.

The reason has been mentioned before, it is remote.

There are already many small flowers blooming on the green belt at the entrance of the courtyard, and the only drawback is that they have no fragrance.

A layer of blue paint was applied to the rusty iron door.

The smell has long dissipated, so it will not affect the daily lives of children in the orphanage.

It's over one o'clock now, and when the sun is the most brutal, the children are taking naps, and the whole orphanage is very quiet.

The dean is old, she doesn't sleep for a long time every day like those young children.

In the yard where the needles were falling, the sound of high heels colliding with the rough ground alarmed the old dean who was sitting under the eaves.

She opened her eyes, her eyes half-closed, and several spots attached to the back of her waxy hand, her palms were slightly relaxed, and then she pinched them tightly.
To be continued...