The Supreme Abandoned Daughter of the Mad Doctor

Chapter 30 The painting is silent
It's very simple, the fried restaurant is run by this girl's family.

Her name is Du Huixuan, and she was in the same class as Hua Weirong in freshman year of high school, and her academic performance was terrible.On weekdays, I like to dress up the most, and I have a strong vanity.The business of the fried restaurant at home is good, and she spends a lot of money. She dislikes the fumes of fried restaurants, and she refuses to help with the cashier every day, let alone deliver food or wash dishes.

But the fried restaurant business is so good that they obviously need help.So, by chance, Hua Weirong went to work part-time.

Every day, I work for one hour after school at noon and two hours after school in the afternoon. I get 300 yuan a month, including two meals.

Very tired, very tired, this kind of work is also willing to do it with a smile.

And because she is very autistic, in order to show her status as the master, Du Huixuan always makes her go around, not even giving her a second of free time!

"Hurry up, hurry up, I'm so busy today, it's really annoying to dawdle."

As she said that, Du Huixuan directly grabbed Hua Weirong's arm and dragged her out.

Hua Weirong frowned, but still followed Du Huixuan.Because last semester, the Du family still had 200 yuan in salary that they hadn't settled for her!
Naturally, the money she earned so hard in the past cannot be thrown away in vain.

Dujia Fried Restaurant is located in the alley outside Sangao Gate. In this alley, there are various fast food restaurants and snack bars with low prices and various tastes. It is very suitable for students and ordinary citizens, so it is often very busy.

During the previous summer vacation, the business here was relatively quiet, but as soon as school started, the hustle and bustle returned immediately.

Soon we arrived at Du's Fried Restaurant.

It mainly deals in fried rice such as fried noodles, fried noodles, and fried rice. It is the favorite of students who surf the Internet in nearby Internet cafes.

The class has not officially started today, so the students who came early all ran to the Internet cafe early, and some even played until now last night. When they were hungry, they ordered fried rice and continued to play.

"Ah Rong is here, hurry up, Xinghe Internet Cafe just ordered three sets of fried noodles, please send them quickly, one of them has fried eggs, charge two yuan more."

Just as Hua Weirong came in, the proprietress, Du Huixuan's mother, grabbed the three bags that had been packed on the table and stuffed them into Hua Weirong's hands, and then she hurried back to the kitchen to get busy...

"Why are you still standing there? The guests are already waiting, so hurry up!" Du Huixuan urged impatiently.

Hua Weirong glanced at Du Huixuan, then walked out calmly.

Du Huixuan followed her mother's meanness, but Du Huixuan's father, Du Dahai, was kind.

After paying Hua Weirong at the end of each month, he would quietly give her another 200 yuan.

Seeing that the store is really busy at the moment, Hua Weirong doesn't care too much, it's just to help deliver a few more takeaways, it's nothing.

Xinghe Internet Cafe is not far from Du's Fried Restaurant, only one street away, less than 200 meters away.Here is the largest customer base of Du's Fried Restaurant.

As soon as he entered the Internet cafe, the tangy smell of smoke was almost choking to death, Hua Weirong's brows immediately frowned.

At this moment, the Internet cafe was in a commotion, the students gathered to play games, the noise almost knocked the roof down.

"Who called fried noodles?"

Hua Weirong raised his voice.

But her voice was completely drowned out by howling ghosts and howling wolves.

"Snapped!"

She switched the bag from her right hand to her left, and slapped the computer desk in the front row. Immediately, the entire Internet cafe fell silent, and no one spoke except for the voice coming from the computer headset.

Everyone looked up and stared dumbfounded at the girl standing at the front.

Hua Weirong had a cold face, rather impatiently, "Who called fried noodles? One serving with fried eggs, two servings without fried eggs."

Everyone blinked, and after a while, someone reacted and immediately raised their hands.

"I, I, I want one with fried eggs."

Hua Weirong glanced at him, and handed him a bagged eco-friendly lunch box, "Eight yuan."

Immediately, another one came forward, "The two without fried eggs are mine."

"Ten dollars."

After collecting the money, Hua Weirong immediately turned around and was about to go out.

But behind him, there was a doubtful voice, "Wait."

Hua Weirong stopped, turned her head, and looked at the tall, thin boy without saying a word.

The boy looked handsome, about fifteen or sixteen years old, and he was looking at her suspiciously, "Are you... painting silent? So you can talk!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the eyes of the boys standing beside him widened, "What, is she painting silent? How is it possible? Isn't painting silent? I haven't seen painting yet. No voice to speak!"

Hua Weirong's cold gaze flicked across these boys, and he found information about them in his memory.

They were all classmates from the first year of high school!The relationship between these boys is relatively good, they like to play games together, and they have been publicly criticized by the teacher.And the thin and tall boy who called her to stop just now has a good family background, but he is addicted to skipping classes.But because of his high game skills, he is very popular among boys, and because of his good looks and family background, many girls have a crush on him.

However, these people had nothing to do with her.

Hua Weirong just glanced at them lightly, turned and left without saying a word.

Just when Hua Weirong walked out of the Internet cafe, there was a burst of laughter from the Internet cafe.

"Hahaha Qi Yichen, I didn't expect you to be ignored one day! My buddy is consummated today."

The fat man patted the tall, thin man on the shoulder and smiled arrogantly.

There was a hint of interest in the eyes of the thin and tall boy, "It's really interesting."

The fat man laughed enough before he said, "Hey Yichen, how do you say that beauty is Hua Wusheng? Hua Wusheng is so beautiful, look at her cold expression, tsk tsk, she is an absolute iceberg beauty. Maybe not She must be a new school girl in the first grade."

Qi Yichen's lips curled up, "It's definitely her."

"I said, why are you two guessing like this?" Another boy with gentle eyes said very indifferently.

"Le Zhengyu, tell me quickly, you have a good idea." The fat man hurried over.

The gentle boy gently pushed his eyes on the bridge of his nose, and a gleam of light flashed through his eyes. He glanced at the fat man with a light smile, and calmly took out his cell phone from his pocket.

Then, Le Zhengyu looked at the boy eating fried rice by the side of the aisle, "What's the number of the fried rice restaurant?"

"12345--"

Le Zhengyu's slender fingers dialed the number accurately, "Xinghe Internet Cafe serves fried rice and fried eggs."

(End of this chapter)