Fairyland, Big Problem

"The boy is really good."

Auntie looked at Wen Jiu cheerfully, "Few young people are willing to work **** the ground now."

"Where, where, I'm just eating."

Wen Jiu felt a little inappropriate about what Auntie said.

The jobs that young people want are not necessarily high-end, but they must have hope and room for development.

Moving a drawer in the kitchen for a lifetime will not show the skills that grow over time, making young people see no hope, so few are willing to do it.

"That's not it, my little brother Wenjiu only worked for a few days. It's just based on the material."

Boss Zhang was worried that Wen Jiu would go wrong and be wronged, so he came to check from time to time.

Right now, the breakfast time is over, and at 11 o'clock, the staff in the dormitory area is equivalent to going off work, and will come back in the afternoon to deal with the passenger flow at the dinner time.

Cooking is not within Wen Jiu's responsibility. He leaves work at 11 o'clock and returns to get off work at 17 o'clock.

"Yo, where's the boy."

The high-spirited middle-aged man walked into the small supermarket wearing a special uniform, and Boss Zhang immediately stepped forward to say hello.

"Special police officer Qian, our chef Wang is going back to his hometown to visit relatives for a few days, and this little brother is here to help."

"Oh?"

Qian Axiong was slightly surprised. He had known Boss Zhang for so many years, and it was the first time he heard that Wang Biao had returned to his hometown.

Wen Jiu, who was idle, looked at Special Police Qian.

In the past, "special police" should be a special security force trained to face more severe enemies, and the training intensity and training items are exaggerated than ordinary police forces.

To face serious criminals, EOD, etc.

Wen Jiu understood it this way, but special police officer Qian was over fifty years old, and his body was slightly hunched. He was wearing a thicker winter uniform, so he couldn't see his muscles.

Besides, why did the special police come to buy breakfast leisurely when they were free?

Having doubts in his heart, Wen Jiu looked as usual on the surface, greeting him warmly.

SWAT Qian is also a hearty person, "Hahaha, young people are really energetic, I am the third-class SWAT in charge of this street."

Boss Zhang introduced as if showing off, "My little brother Wen Jiu is not easy, God count."

"Oh?" Special police officer Qian suddenly became interested, "How do you say it? Feng Shui master?"

"I'm not afraid to blow it to you, I was in a bad state a while ago, you know."

"Yes, for a while your old face was wrinkled like a moldy tofu skin."

Qian Axiong took a detour around Boss Zhang, "Today looks like a peach blossom luck."

"Anything about the luck of the peach blossoms, it's all the guidance of little brother Wen Jiu to help me untie my knot. And Wang Biao..."

As an old acquaintance who got together, Qian Axiong also knew that Wang Biao had a mental illness, but he was a big and three rough person, and everyone felt fine until Wang Biao's physical condition was affected.

"Wang Biao's mind was also seen through by the little brother?"

Qian Axiong asked along the line, and Boss Zhang repeatedly affirmed, "Isn't it true!"

After roughly talking about the magic of Wen Jiu, Qian Axiong's eyes gradually changed, with a sense of scrutiny from the security industry.

"Little brother Wenjiu, right? I have an unkind request."

On the surface, the clouds are light and the wind is light, but Wen Jiu's heart is moved, so he will come to business so soon.

"Although SWAT Qian said, my level is average and I can help as much as I can."

"Then I'm welcome. I have to test you first. After passing the test, I will entrust you with some trouble."

"Oh?"

The identity of the other party is special. Wen Jiu made psychological preparations in advance. The subsequent official entrustment may be related to the special police occupation.

But…

Wen Jiu focused his attention on Special Police Qian, and a faint image of a sweet dream appeared behind him.

The image of Sweet Dream is undoubtedly the policeman Qian himself, who takes off his uniform and wears loose home clothes. Two little babies, a man and a woman, are amused by their knees, taking care of their lives.

Most of the time, the image of a beautiful dream needs to be entrusted by the other party to see it.

If a child has a pure heart and is calm about his dreams, the image of a beautiful dream can be seen directly by Wen Jiu.

Special police Qian's situation is between the two. Although it is not as clear as a child, he has a high degree of recognition. He can see it without the need for a commission to be established.

Wen Jiu was confident enough to speak, "How does Special Police Qian want to test me?"

"Let me ask you, um... What do I think about doing this job in the future?"

This is considered to be a dream entrustment. The two parties did not agree on the payment, but Wen Jiu could easily get the dream points.

The current sweet dream points are 27.

Spend 25 points to pray to the stone sculpture of the God of Dreams in the lounge and ask it to answer a question.

50 points can be exchanged for the Feather of the New Moon, and 100 points can be used for a lucky draw... It's too far away, so I won't think about it for the time being.

Speaking of the present, facing the question of Special Police Qian, it seems to be asking about "career planning", but it is actually misleading.

The image of the sweet dream appeared so easily, which means that he knew in his heart that he wanted to return home, but he had to stay for some reason.

"Special police officer Qian, I want to ask your family's status, okay?"

Wen Jiu threw out the topic in stages to avoid too much sensation.

If the two parties do not know each other, and it is directly stated that Special Police Qian has a pair of grandchildren, then it is not psychological counseling, but fortune-telling, and the misunderstanding must be solved!

Special police officer Qian's expression changed, he deliberately misled Wen Jiu, and the topic was really pulled back from the career aspect, indicating that the misleading was seen through.

"My son and daughter-in-law work in other cities, and my grandson and granddaughter follow them."

"Yes, you know in your heart that you need to stick to your post. In fact, your purest dream is to accompany your children and grandchildren to grow up."

Several people did not speak afterward. In the short silence, Qian Axiong seemed to hear the call of his grandson and granddaughter. He subconsciously turned to look behind him, and the scene of enjoying his life in a trance emerged from the depths of his mind.

No, the ideal scene this time is not limited to my mind, but is near and fleeting.

The breeze blew past, blowing the white smoke left over from the steamer, and it dissipated along with the image of the dream, but it was deeply imprinted in my heart.

The temperament of special police officer Qian changed, as if he was exhausted, with a burden on his shoulders and brilliance in his eyes.

Observing this, Wen Jiu clicked on the game interface.

Of course, the content in the text prompt box is Sweet Dream Points +3.

The simple completion of the commission points is small, but the completion process is comfortable, there is no hard thinking and tossing.

"As expected of a god." Special police officer Qian raised his head and sighed, "I, Qian Axiong, serve the little brother himself."

"I'm really not a fortune teller."

Wen Jiu wanted to cry without tears.

The image of the dream is not just seen at a glance. From Boss Zhang to Wang Biao, to the special police officer Qian in front of him, there seems to be some kind of spiritual peace and sublimation.

It's a pity that outsiders can't feel it, only the parties involved understand.

"You passed the test." Special police officer Qian's eyes were once again professional, and this time there was a little softness in the sharpness.

"The garrison is a bit of a hassle, and it needs the cooperation of capable people."

Special police Qian's words stopped, and he did not continue.

With the level of Boss Zhang's handling of people and things, he quickly realized the deep meaning of the pause. It is not appropriate to talk about important matters at the entrance of the supermarket.

"Oh, I just made a good pot of tea. If I don't go back to the office, it will be cold. Come in and sit together..."