Super Lord of the Rings

Chapter 2 [Meeting Compatriots Overnight]

In the kitchen of the Sunshine Restaurant in Webster Township, Wang Junzheng, who was unwilling to be mediocre, was chopping onions, tears streaming down his face, and he was in ecstasy.

Many people say that the United States is free, democratic and equal, which is pure nonsense, but the inequality is very subtle. For example, many restaurants in the United States would rather take in some blacks who would only ask "About me" when they see women, rather than hire Chinese people without green cards.

Toddken, the bald owner of the Sunshine Restaurant, used Wang Jun, an outsider, mainly for his ability. He can wash dishes, take out garbage, move goods, sweep and mop the floor, and he can also help chop vegetables when the kitchen is too busy. . Best of all, he can do the work of three by himself, for the salary of one.

After cutting the onions, Wang Jun leaned against the kitchen door to rest for a while, watching the waiters draw lots enviously.

Doing odd jobs is a dead wage, and the boss only gives a weekly salary of 250 US dollars, which is a very depressing figure. There is no basic salary for the waiter, but the salary is the tip given by the customer.

When you dine in a restaurant in the United States, as long as there is a waiter ordering food, you have to pay an average tip of 15% to 20%. If it is higher than this amount, it means that you are satisfied with the service attitude. If it is lower than this amount, you are not satisfied with the service attitude. , generally not less than 10%.

Good areas tend to get more tips, and for fairness, lots are drawn every day. The waiter will be responsible for taking care of several areas today when he gets a number. He is responsible for all the guests in this area, taking guests, serving dishes, closing dishes, adding water, closing tables, etc.

If the waiter is lucky, he can make hundreds of dollars a day. Doing chores is a drudgery that lasts nearly 12 hours a day, so tired that my back hurts.

"Wang, why are you in a daze? Hurry up and move these two boxes of soda to the kitchen." The boss Todd shouted. Just seeing employees standing still makes him uncomfortable.

"Understood." Wang Jun nodded.

After a while, Todd called again: "Wang, can you hurry up and move all these ingredients into the kitchen? If you wait any longer, your wages will be deducted today!"

Today is the weekend with a lot of customers, and until ten o'clock in the evening, Wang Jun finally finished cleaning and was able to leave work.

He said to his boss, "Mr. Todd, I have decided to quit my job."

Todd was stunned for a moment, and put on a smiling face: "You've done a good job, and I'm not bad to you, right? Why do you want to leave? Are young people so afraid of being tired now?"

Wang Jun shook his head, smiled and said, "No, I had a good time and learned a lot. I want to go to a big city and find a job that makes more money. I have to save some money before I go, even if I get there. You can’t get a job right away, and you can last a while.”

Todd stopped persuading, took out three hundred dollars from his wallet, stuffed it into Wang Jun's hand, and sighed: "It seems that you have already thought about it. Son, I suggest you go to Ann Arbor, which is only a few dozen kilometers away. If you can't find a good job, you can take another bus to Detroit."

"Boss, thank you for your suggestion, and thank you for giving me an extra fifty yuan." Wang Jun smiled. Although Todd has a lot of small things, at least he doesn't default on wages.

He is looking for a job here, more to exercise his communication skills and chat with people when he has time. The result was good, although his English pronunciation is not very standard, the dialogue is ok.

Knowing that he was a passer-by, Wang Jun did not rent a house in Webster Township, but found an old house in a poor area where no one lived. After a little cleaning, there is no water or electricity, and he can do everything to save money.

Todd patted Wang Jun on the back, walked out of the restaurant with him, and encouraged him like an elder: "You are very capable and aggressive. I believe you will make money."

"Thank you for your kind words."

Although he has nothing in the United States, Wang Jun can always live with a smile on his face. Although the salary is very small, he works very seriously. He earned respect with his hard work.

The next day, Wang Jun headed for Ann Arbor with his travel bag on his back.

In one week, he earned 2,400 RMB at an exchange rate of 1:8. Wang Jun was very satisfied. He believed that he would earn more in big cities.

Ann Arbor is the sixth largest city in Michigan and the closest big city to his location. There are nearly 40,000 students there. It has been rated as one of the most livable cities in the United States for many years, and the education level of residents is among the best in the United States. These features alone are enough to attract Wang Jun, even better than Detroit. If you have money, it would be great to take Le Ying and let her go to the University of Michigan.

Wang Jun took a car. This time he was not so lucky. The driver's destination was a town near Ann Arbor. He could only think of a way for the rest of the way.

Wang Jun ate a lunch by the basketball court in the small town, and watched the locals play by the way. One-on-one 10-ball rounds, take turns to attack, 10-goal advance counts as win, and wins a ball for $10.

The bet was not small, and Wang Jun, who was so poor that he wished he could cut a one-yuan coin in half vertically, was a little ready to move, but after seeing the performance of those people, he retracted his neck without hesitation, and had better eat quietly.

The speed of the black men is really too fast, and they can jump high. They can dunk easily with a height of about 1.8 meters. Wang Jun lamented that amateur players are so good, and the United States is indeed a basketball country.

In the afternoon, he left the town and walked until it was dark from two o'clock. He didn't get another car, and he didn't see the shadow of the city.

He started to have a headache. Isn't it going in the wrong direction? Miserable, do you want to sleep in the woods or on the grass today? It's cold enough in here.

The temperature difference between day and night in Michigan is very large, even in July, sleeping in the open is very painful. Moreover, Wang Jun does not have a tent or sleeping bag, so he may become a blood bag for mosquitoes.

He walked for another hour, but before he got a car, he saw a faint light on the side of the road ahead.

Luck. In this dark environment, Wang Jun was like a boat lost in the vast sea seeing a beacon of hope. He walked over and found a beautiful RV parked on a wide lawn, which looked very high-end.

Wang Jun was tired from walking, so he went to knock on the door cheekily. Sleeping in the RV, maybe he can be taken to Ann Arbor tomorrow, killing two birds with one stone.

Boom! The knock on the door is very textured, and the door is made of metal.

The person who opened the door was an old man, dressed in ordinary clothes, with ordinary appearance, beard and gray hair, just like the kind of retired old people in Huaizhou who often set up a stall by the big tree and play chess. Wang Jun was so excited that he almost cried out, this seems to be a Chinese!

"Hello, young man, are you Chinese?"

The old man speaks standard Chinese Mandarin. Wang Jun took a deep breath and said pleasantly, "I am Chinese, hello old man."

It is really a fate to meet compatriots in the wilderness of the United States.

The old man smiled and said, "What can you do?"

Wang Jun bowed solemnly, and said seriously: "Old man, my name is Wang Jun. I just came to the United States not long ago. I got lost and want to stay overnight. Is it convenient?"

"Please come in. I'm the only one here." The old man kindly pulled his arm into the room and said with a smile: "I'm just bored, I hope there is someone to chat with."

The layout in the caravan is very simple, with beds, sofas, tables, and cooking stoves. Wang Jun admired sincerely: "It's really a good car."

"You like cars?"

"No, I just saw that this car suddenly had the inspiration to make money, about catering." Wang Jun said excitedly.

The old man poured Wang Jun a glass of water, Wang Jun quickly thanked him, and sat down on the sofa, while the old man sat on the bed.

The old man asked: "Since you are Chinese, why did you come to such a remote place in the United States, can you tell me? It is too early to rest now, it is not yet 9 o'clock."

"That's a long story."

"I like to listen to stories. Do you drink? Would you like to have a drink with me? I still have some leftovers from the evening."

"It's better to obey than to be respectful."

Wang Jun lamented that he met a good man. This old man is really generous. He not only has beer to drink, but also crispy duck, smoked fish and other food as snacks. At first glance, he is a person who enjoys life very much, an older foodie.

Wang Jun is not a person who can hide things in his heart. He has had a hard time during this period and has a strong desire to confide. He first talked about his time in China, and then how he was deceived into coming to the United States.

"Father was in a car accident, mother was terminally ill, and you lived with relatives, and your uncle and cousin didn't like you. It's really unlucky. You want to make money so much that you want to leave their house as soon as possible?" bottle of beer.

Wang Jun drank seven bottles with him, and was a little dizzy now.

Speaking the truth after drinking, he talked more and more. "If it's not impossible, who wants to live with others? This time I came to work, and my uncle didn't agree. The reason was that Yingying was afraid of something during this time. I blamed them for not taking good care of them and blackmailing them. Damn, he thought What's so great about me? Isn't it the first deputy director of a state-owned enterprise? If it weren't for my aunt who has been worrying about us, I still don't want to go..."

"You hate them?"

"Not at all, my aunt is really good to us brothers and sisters, and I will repay this kindness sooner or later." Wang Jun sighed: "I just don't know when I will be able to develop."

"Dare to come to the United States without money, and you still have the confidence to make a name for yourself in one year. Should I say you are confident or arrogant?" The old man played the TV remote control without turning on the sound, and changed the channel while listening to the story.

"I'm more confident now. I've been here for ten days, and I found that the food in the United States is terrible, and I have to pay tips in restaurants, which is very troublesome. If I sell some delicious food without tipping, I can probably make a lot of money. "Wang Jun laughed.

"When you open a shop, you have to hire people, and you have to pay rent, utilities, and taxes. There are no tips, and you have to pay waiters."

"I don't open a shop. When I have money, I will buy a dining car, which is as big as this caravan. I cook in the car and drive to tourist attractions to sell hand-cooked cakes, Baiji buns, hot squid, etc., with good features Eat, easy to cook, no tips, just find two helpers. I think it’s easy to find people to cooperate with.” Wang Jun giggled: “Isn’t it cheaper to buy a car than to open a shop?”

The old man nodded appreciatively: "Xiao Wang, you are a smart person with a strong sense of affection and a good character. I admire you very much and I am going to give you a small gift. Have you ever thought about it? Your talent is not suitable for being a cook. "

"Then what am I suitable for?"

"Athlete, didn't you go to a sports school and like to play basketball?" The old man pointed to the small TV in front of him. The sports station was broadcasting a basketball game, the 1998 Finals between the Bulls and the Jazz. He said: "Playing basketball makes more money than being a cook."

"I like basketball, but I can't even play the main force in Chinese sports schools. Look at my body shape, do you think I can make money playing basketball?" Wang Jun pinched the fat on his stomach, layer by layer, horizontally It looks like a ridge and a peak.

"It's enough to lose weight. I think you have a good height and wingspan, and you have big hands. This is a star figure."

"Anyway... I'm the kind of person who grows flesh even after drinking cold water." Wang Jun smiled self-deprecatingly, and took a sip of beer.

"Maybe I can help you lose weight."

"Hey, thank you in advance." Wang Jun suddenly felt dizzy and his eyelids began to fight.

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