In My Desperate Time

“Here are the documents. You can have a look by yourself. This is an imported car, just the paint needs six hundred thousand dollars, plus the repair of the body, the freight back and forth, and a lot of costs you don’t understand, I ask exactly how much it costs.”

I go through the documents one by one and find that it is exactly the same as what Frances Louis says.

Now, my whole person wither down.

It seems that the dream of paying back less money has been dashed.

“I'll pay you back. Thank you for helping me tonight. I'll treat you to dinner someday.”

“Today is the day.”

I am just saying it casually, but Frances Louis takes it seriously and locks the doors, leaving me no chance to escape.

Damn him, how could he be so scheming!

I am a poor working people, and have to be exploited by such a rich man.

words have been said, and if I regret,

I just hope that he would not

“What do you want to eat?” I clutch my purse and ask him in a

the fried rice is good near No.2 middle school.

there, not giving

he look down upon me,

want to argue with Frances Louis, because when he

studied in No. 2 middle school in high school. My favorite food then was the Fried rice next to the school. My family didn’t give me much living expenses, so I almost ate Fried rice for three meals a day. The boss and I got to know each other, and my Fried rice were basically more than half of

Speaking of Fried rice, my

arrive, the boss is ready to close the store for the night.

go in, he

such a

man making Fried rice skillfully

Those young memories also come up.