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After the chef came in, he glanced around and saw only one person. He walked over and sat next to Ji Qing, "Brother, are you here to perform at the wedding banquet?"
Ji Qing said: "Yes!"
The chef took out a cigarette from his pocket: "Do you want to smoke?"
Ji Qing smiled and shook his head: "Thank you, I don't smoke!"
"It's good that you don't know how to smoke!" The chef lit the cigarette, "You are a student!"
"Yes!" Ji Qing said, "Let's play!"
¡°Not bad!¡± There was not much surprise on the chef¡¯s face, ¡°It will be great to become a big star in the future!¡±
Ji Qing said: "It's not that easy. In addition to your own hard work, connections, and luck, everything is indispensable. Look at those North drifters, how many have become famous?"
The chef agreed and said: "It makes sense, but how much can you make by performing at this kind of wedding banquet?"
Ji Qing said: "It's impossible to make as much money as you want from this thing. I have a senior sister who only earns 2,300 per performance. This time, she was unable to come because she had something to do, so she asked me to come over and help her. , according to her, the person getting married this time is a rich man, and the cost of one marriage is 800 yuan."
"This time there are quite a few!" the chef asked with a sigh, "Are you singing?"
Ji Qing shook his head: "Play the piano, the wedding march at the beginning, the soundtrack during the ceremony, and then just play a piece of music while the guests are eating."
The chef blinked, "I saw their performance list, and the piano player seems to be a girl" At this point, the chef was scared, "Is it your senior sister? She has something to do, so she asked you to come?" "
"Yes!" Ji Qing said with a smile, "I didn't want to come at first, but I came because of the eight hundred yuan performance fee. The most important thing is that the senior sister is very beautiful and I can't refuse."
"Haha!" The chef burst out laughing, then patted Ji Qing's shoulder and took out a pile of Mao Zedong coins from his pocket, which cost about two to three thousand. "Give me the opportunity to perform this time and give you the money."
"Ah?" Ji Qing looked at the chef confused, "Whatwhat do you mean?"
The chef said: "This money is for you, and you must leave here immediately. I will perform the show."
Ji Qing opened his mouth, but in the end he said nothing. He took the money in his hand without ceremony, stood up and left, opened the door, turned around, shook the money in his hand, and said with a smile: "Thank you, buddy."
The chef was none other than Xing Lie. When he heard Ji Qing say thank you, the muscles on his face twitched. He always felt that he was taken advantage of and gave that guy two or three thousand.
¡°It¡¯s just that the money has been given and the person has left, so he can only accept it. He stood up and took off his chef's uniform, revealing the gray suit underneath. He took off his hat and threw it into a cardboard box in the corner with the chef's uniform. Then he stood in front of a temporary mirror on the ground and straightened his tie. , a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The main control room is located on the second floor. In the 300-square-meter space, in addition to electronic displays hanging all over the wall, there are also weak current equipment and monitoring instrumentation systems. Especially in such a sultry weather, the heat emitted by the machine when it is working, even with air conditioning, makes people feel irritated.
"Damn it, this weather!" A security guard sat on a chair, cursing and tugging at his collar.
The other security guard was quite old, probably in his forties, with white hair on his temples. He looked at the security guard and said with a smile: "Young people are full of firepower and become restless at this time. Go to the opposite side at night." Find a girl in the leisure center to let off steam."
The young security guard sighed, "That's no place for us to go. If we go once, we'll lose two months' salary, and then we'll drink the northwest wind."
The middle-aged security guard picked up a large transparent tea vat on the table and took a sip of strong herbal tea: "Here, take a sip of herbal tea to quench your thirst and cool down."
¡°Don¡¯t drink it!¡± said the young security guard. ¡°After drinking it, I won¡¯t have to think about sleeping at night.¡±
The middle-aged security guard said with memories: "When I was young, I traveled all over the world, ate delicacies from the mountains and seas, played with calligraphy and paintings, and slept with famous ladies. That's really called"
At this time, a burst of laughter interrupted the middle-aged security guard. Zhuang Wei laughed and opened the door outside and walked in. "Old Bai, you are bragging again. I heard it outside."
The middle-aged security guard smiled when he saw Zhuang Wei: "At such an old age, I have no hobbies. I will live by bragging for the rest of my life."
Zhuang Wei shook his head with a smile, and put the refrigerated Coke in his hand, still dripping with water, on the table: "Drink!"
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ??My eyes lit up, I picked it up, opened it, and drank half the bottle in one gulp: "It's great!"
The middle-aged security guard said: "I'm not interested in Coke. It's better to drink my cold tea." After saying that, he picked up the teapot and took a sip, then took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, stood up and walked out, "Boss, you Help me for a while, and I'll go out and smoke a cigarette."
"Wait for me!" The young security guard also ran out, "Boss, I'm going to have a cigarette too."
With a smile on Zhuang Wei's face, he pulled out half of the data cable connecting the storage hard drive and the backup system to the host, as if someone accidentally knocked it off. Then he took out the hard drive, including the backup hard drive, and put it in his pocket. I took out two hard drives and compared them. After seeing that there was no difference in the manufacturing date and brand on them, I replaced them. When you look closely at his fingers, there is actually a transparent tape on the belly of each finger.
At this time, Mao Busheng, wearing a security uniform, wandered to the second underground floor, found the main power supply switch, took out his phone and dialed a number: "Found it!"
Xing Lie wore a Bluetooth headset on his ear. When he heard Mao Busheng's report, he said: "Act on time at ten o'clock!"
"Understood!" Mao Busheng agreed and hung up the phone.
Xing Lie stood up again, stood in front of the mirror and straightened his collar and bow tie, with his trademark honest smile on his face. At this time, the door of the lounge was pushed open, and twenty or thirty people rushed in. There are both men and women, but most are beautiful, sexy-dressed women.
"Hey!" A young man in his twenties said angrily when he saw Xing Lie, "There are actually people who came earlier than us."
A woman with heavy makeup who looked pretty good said with a smile: "You are Xiao Han's junior brother, lucky you."
Xing Lie rolled his eyes, smiled honestly, hummed shyly, and said, "Hello everyone, my name is Ji Qing."
The young man chuckled: "My name is Ji Qing, and I look like Ji Qing."
"What are you talking about?" The woman glared at the young man dissatisfied, "Can you speak with some virtue?"
The young man curled his lips, but did not speak any more. As for the others, they just glanced at Xing Lie curiously, and then did whatever they were supposed to do, as if Xing Lie didn't exist. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com