Chapter 8 500 yuan

The day An Jing and Ji Wenxuan quarreled was New Year's Day, which happened to be during the New Year's Day holiday.

Bankers' year-end settlement is like New Year's Eve. After the hard battle of year-end settlement is over, it will be the New Year's Day holiday, and the passenger flow will decrease accordingly. Therefore, An Jing didn't handle much business this day with eyes like fish bubbles.

She was a little lucky that not too many customers saw her in such an embarrassing appearance.

On this day, it was rare for her to get off an early shift.

On the way from the bus station to the community, when she passed the printing shop, she suddenly remembered the recent voting activity held by the head office about the "Most Beautiful Smiling Teller". Contestants upload work photos with a white background.

An Jing's smile is very friendly, as long as she smiles, the vicious aunt can turn into a little sheep, so she is nicknamed "the teacher's wife killer" by the colleagues of the outlet.

Everyone is encouraging her to sign up for the competition, and An Jing is also very moved, because those who are selected will not only get honors, but also bonuses!

She took a pretty work photo before, but it was with a blue background, so she needed to go to a printing shop or a photo studio to ask the boss to change the background color. Her father's fall and injury delayed the matter, and she only remembered it when she passed the printing shop.

The scope of business is posted at the entrance of the printing shop: printing, copying, photography...

This kind of small printing shop is basically omnipotent, An Jing thought about it, then turned around and entered the shop.

"Boss, I have an electronic version of the photo, can you help me change the background color of the photo to white?" She took out the USB flash drive and asked.

"Certificate photo? Insert it." This is enough.

An Jing inserted the USB flash drive into the port at the boss's signal.

"Which one?"

"How much is this one?"

"Just change the background color? No printing?" the boss asked.

An Jing was afraid that the boss wouldn't change the background color alone if she didn't print it out. She thought that sometimes she still needed photos to fill out the form, so she could just make a group, so she replied, "Make a version."

"For 15 yuan, you won't be charged for changing the background color."

"..." An Jing saw that the price marked on the wall was 8 yuan for 10 prints of one-inch photos.

The boss glanced at her, and then said without changing his face: "That's the price of the year before last." Then he began to bow his head and cut out the picture.

The corners of An Jing's mouth twitched. Did the boss want to tell her that prices had gone up?

But it was only 5 yuan, and she didn't bother to care about it.

She had tried using Meitu Xiuxiu to cut out pictures at home before, but it was always unsuccessful, and she didn't know how to PS. The boss relies on technology to make a living, so 5 yuan should be charged.

But it was very difficult for her, the boss fixed it with three steps, and soon heard the sound of the printer.

"Can you save the electronic version to a USB flash drive for me?" This is what she really wants.

"No problem." The boss did as he did, then got up and took the photo, put it on the paper knife and started cutting.

Just as the side was cut, the door was pushed open with a bang, and then the door curtain was heard slamming against the door, which was very loud.

The cold wind suddenly rushed in, An Jing couldn't help raising her eyes, and then saw her neighbor.

She opened her eyes slightly, but because her eyes were so swollen, the swelling didn't completely subside in the afternoon, and she still felt a little sore.

Her neighbor was wearing a long, loose beige down jacket, holding a laptop in his hand, and looked anxious.

Almost the moment she saw her neighbor, the neighbor looked around and met hers.

Immediately afterwards, she saw him walking straight towards her holding the computer.

An Jing lowered her head subconsciously, because she knew that her eyes were swollen unsightly, and her double eyelids became single eyelids.

At this moment, she was a little embarrassed.

She can still deal with strangers calmly, just like a customer who came to do business today, and she doesn't know him anyway; but this person is a neighbor after all, on the same floor, and she still feels embarrassed if she doesn't look up and look down.

Just when she wondered why the neighbor came towards her and felt a little awkward, the neighbor grabbed the boss next to her, "Xiu."

"Huh? What?"

"build."

Out of the corner of her eye, An Jing noticed that he moved the computer towards the boss.

It turned out to be a computer repair?

His voice is hoarse and soft, and if you don't pay attention, you really can't hear what he is talking about.

An Jing couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, she didn't know what she was nervous about.

Then she peeked over from the corner of her eye, and saw that the man who was usually calm had a nervous and anxious expression on his face, which made the boss's face twisted.

"Let go of me first, this computer has a blue screen, and it may not be fixed."

Sure enough, as soon as he heard that it might not be fixed, the man's face immediately became very gloomy, even a little vicious.

He was in a hurry, "Xiu...yes, it must be...okay."

The boss patted his hand, rolled his eyes, stretched out a hand, and shouted, "500 yuan."

Unexpectedly, the man who was so fierce just now nodded impatiently, and then shoved the computer into the boss's hand.

An Jing: "..."

500 yuan!Repairing a computer is so expensive!This boss is too black-hearted!
(End of this chapter)

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