After dinner, there was a nearby cafe.

"So you are not a migrant worker. I'm sorry, I thought..."

After learning that Zhou Ming was not from a rural migrant worker who was hardworking and studious in her impression, Su Yuxiang looked embarrassed and found that she had made a preconceived mistake.

"It's hard to find a college student nowadays. There are so many dogs on the streets. I graduated from a third-rate second-tier university. Sometimes I want to earn more money and relieve some pressure on my parents."

Zhou Ming took a sip of the coffee in his cup and didn't want to explain too much about his unbearable past.

This explanation depicts a poor college student in Su Yuxiang's mind, who has been working hard in the society for job hunting and repeatedly hits walls, but in order not to worry about his parents and to reduce the burden on his family, he tries to try various opportunities. Even the dirty and tired brick mover can put down his figure and is willing to do it.

However, in this situation, he still did not forget his original aspiration, insisted on studying, was kind-hearted, and brave to act... In contrast, the graduates she graduated at the philosophy department of Hangzhou University of Science and Technology were not easy to find because of their professional relationships. Some of her students used their relationships to go their separate ways, some gave up their ideals, gave up on themselves, and some went astray.

It is really rare and rare to be able to keep oneself like him and keep one's own heart.

She wanted to help this man who helped her.

Introduce him a job.

This is not difficult for her. Her parents are senior professors who have been working for many years at Hangzhou University of Science and Technology. Among the uncles and relatives, there are many senior political officials and several uncles, who are all bosses who run companies. Although the company is not very large, arranging one or two jobs is just a matter of one phone number.

She has more than a dozen students who are more optimistic about it, and this way she solved the employment problem.

"No, no, my current income is enough to support myself, and I don't need to find a job anymore. Thank you for your kindness!" Zhou Ming refused this kindness.

"Don't be embarrassed! With your education, it's okay for me to ask my uncle to arrange a starting salary of 5,000 for you. If you perform well, it's not a big problem to increase to 10,000 in two or three years. This is much better than doing freelancing now, right? Give me your phone number and I'll go back and call my uncle."

When it comes to freelance work, Su Yuxiang knows a little about jobs such as temporary workers, small vendors, salesmen, and micro-businesses. Freedom is freedom, but the more money they make, the more cheating they cheat.

If your income is not stable, it is better to find a stable and serious job.

"No need! Miss Su, I really don't lack money now. You should go and help those in need. I don't need this!"

"Why are you so handsome? Who doesn't need to help each other in this society? I'll help you because I think you are worthy of my help. If someone else asks me, I'm not willing to help you." Well, if someone takes the initiative to help you, don't you appreciate it?

For a moment, Su Yuxiang, who had a good impression of this man, now found that this guy had a little overestimation and couldn't stand the help of women, and had serious machismo!

I really don't need your help!

Zhou Ming wanted to say this loudly, but he also knew that the more he explained in front of some women who believed in the truth, the more they would be firm in their own way, so it would be better not to argue with her.

"Miss Su, you are a university professor in the Department of Philosophy. You have a deep understanding of philosophy. Recently, I have been studying mao selection... I have a few questions to ask you..."

Zhou Ming changed the topic and asked a few philosophical questions.

Regarding the proletarian regime, Zhou Ming put forward many views and assumptions, some of which were flatly denied by Su Yuxiang, and some of them illuminated her eyes and triggered discussions and debates between the two. However, these views, because they have never been practiced in reality, Su Yuxiang strongly refuted them, but could not deny that some of his wonderful ideas did have certain operational feasibility.

This kind of discussion on the idea of ​​Mars hitting the Earth continued until many nearby companies got off work, and the number of passenger flow in the cafe increased rapidly.

"Hey, it's getting late, and working hours are up. I'm very sorry, Professor Su, let's talk about this today. I have to go to work."

I took out my cell phone and found that it was already six o'clock in the afternoon. I didn't expect to chat with Professor Su, who was proficient in philosophy theory (he really had something to say, so I deserve a respectful title) for the whole afternoon. He benefited a lot and almost forgot that it was his work time to do carving at 5:30 in the afternoon every day.

Su Yuxiang also got up and moved her waist. She found that she hadn't talked to anyone for such a long time, and she was still chatting with a man who had just been familiar with him and was three years younger than her.

It was this man who put forward many views on some academic issues that even the professor of philosophy could not refute. The more the brainstorming went to the end, the more she felt that the less dry things she could produce.

When he heard that he was going to work, he stretched out his slender hand and put it in front of the man and said, "Take your phone over, save a phone number, and come and discuss it next time you have time."

Su Yuxiang actually wanted to introduce him to a serious job. With such a smart mind, he was not doing any freelancing jobs without doing his job. Isn’t this abandoned or something?

"All right."

Unlocking the fingerprint of the phone, Zhou Ming handed over his Oppa phone. After a while, a ringtone rang in the woman's bag. She took out an Apple 7 phone with a look similar to his phone, but in fact it was several times more expensive. She pressed the hang-up button and pointed the jade finger, and saved his contact information.

He said goodbye to the woman, carried the bulging backpack, and left the cafe. Zhou Ming went straight to the pedestrian square where he often stayed on this street.

As soon as I arrived at the pedestrian square, several sharp-eyed passers-by noticed him and moved towards him one after another.

"Master of carving, I've been waiting for you for a long time. Why did you come?"

"Master of carving, I brought my female ticket here. First, carve a cute Q shape for her, and then carve a pair of 'The Legend of Condor Heroes' for us." A young man hugged his girlfriend and said.

"Young man, don't you know the rules? The master can only carve one wood carving for each person. You need three at once. What should others do? Master carving, don't worry about this young man, just carve one for my granddaughter first." The old man with half-haired head of silver said with a granddaughter in his arms.

"Master of carving, I have been in line for three days. Here is 2,000 yuan. I will help my wife carve one first. She is about to celebrate her birthday. I want to give her the best birthday gift!"

"I've been waiting for four or five days. The carving master, here is 5,000 yuan. No matter what, you have to help me carve one first!" The other person threw out half a pile of huge sums of money and said.

"You pay 5,000, I pay 10,000!" said the man who was anxious to give his wife a birthday gift.

"Don't worry, don't worry, the one who said 10,000 yuan, come first, I'll carve one for you first! The one who gave 5,000 yuan ranked second, and the others will be talked about after I finished carving these two."

While taking out the folding chair, tool bag and wood from the big backpack, Zhou Ming shouted loudly, "Why can you make more money?"

Outside the crowd.

Su Yuxiang, who had just seen this scene by the way, had her pretty eyes wide open and through the gaps between the dense crowd, saw him carving three vivid wood carvings in a short time, which caused a burst of surprise around him, and he looked shocked and could not believe it.

Because there were too many onlookers behind, Su Yuxiang couldn't see the internal situation clearly, so she had to look blankly. Before she knew it, she found that she had returned home - in a teacher's apartment in Hangzhou University of Science and Technology.

When I opened the door, a singing voice came from the living room.

"Lalala, Lalalala, my Feifei baby, let me do Duomi!"

It turned out that her cousin Song Feifei, who was watching the TV series "Dance Girl" in the living room, was holding a wooden toy in her hand and was doing extremely childish actions against the TV.

Su Yuxiang shook her head helplessly. This cousin who is about to take the postgraduate entrance examination is over 20 years old, and her mental age may be less than 12 years old.

etc……

The wood carving she holds?

"Fefei, what are you holding in your hand? Can you show it to your sister?" Su Yuxiang walked over and said.

"Not give!"

Song Feifei pouted and shook her head. She vigilantly hid the wood carving in her hand under the pillow on the sofa. Since her "Fei Fei Baby" accidentally fell to the ground by her best friend and fell a scar, she would never lend "Fei Fei Baby" to anyone to play with.

"Sister doesn't want your baby. I want to ask, how did you come from this wood sculpture?"

"The carving master carved it for me."

"Who is the carving master and what does it look like? Can you describe it to me?" Su Yuxiang asked urgently.

"I'm just an ordinary person, very young, but the wood carving skills are really amazing. Another day I'll ask him to carve a few more 'Fifei babies' for me and create a 'Fifei Legion'..."

“??”

Seeing that my cousin was really cute and cute doll carving, she looked like she couldn't let go of her, Su Yuxiang smiled bitterly in her heart.
Chapter completed!