You should totally do it, he said. It'll be fun, he said, Meirong grunted as she watched a bunch of kids cross the road to their parents.
When she said she needed a part-time job, this wasn't exactly what she had in mind.
It's well paying for a job that requires no effort, Meirong replayed the words ZhengTing told her previously. She was sitting in the scorching sun with only a cap to shield her, silently regretting her life choices.
I should be watching dramas right now, not this, Meirong thought as a random lady called for her. Actually, Meirong's job was quite simple: watch the kids as they leave the school gates.
But for some reason, it was the closest thing to hell Meirong could imagine.
"Yes ma'am?" Meirong slapped a polite smile on her face as she approached the lady.
"Are you supposed to supervise the kids?" The lady looked askance at her, as if not satisfied with the service.
"Yes," Meirong answered halfheartedly.
"Well then, I suppose you know where my son left his bag," the lady crossed her arms and gave a terrifying glare.
What on earth? Meirong's eyebrows furrowed at the mention of a boy's lost bag. "I'm sorry madam, I don't know where your son last put his bag."
"But if you've been really watching the kids, you must've noticed a stray bag," the lady pressed.
"I surely don't remember a bag but I could be of help with searching for it," Meirong forgot her duty as a gate watcher as she busied herself with the lost bag, not noticing the supervisor when she stepped through the gates.
"This won't do," the lady shook her head, "it shouldn't be lost in the first place."
How is your son's carelessness my fault? Meirong tried to remain as polite as possible but the lady's attitude was ticking her off. A lot.
"I'm sorry but-"
"Where's your supervisor?" The lady cut off her sentence, suddenly losing her temper.
"Umm, I-" Meirong was flustered, she didn't want things to go wrong on her first day of work.
"What's going on here?" Meirong wasn't very familiar with the staff around her but she was quick to recognize the lady who hired her kindly. The supervisor was a lady in her mid-fifties, with chestnut dyed hair, an aged smile, and a wary gaze.
"Oh, nothing. Just your gate watcher not doing her job properly," the lady glanced at Meirong as if she's a bothersome fly.
Gasping, the innocent girl looked at the supervisor, begging her with her eyes, please don't misunderstand.
"Is that true?" The supervisor cast a doubtful look at Meirong.
"Well not really, I just-"
As if she's determined to ruin Meirong's first day of work, the lady sighed exaggeratedly, "I guess I'll have to go look for my son's bag myself."
The lady strutted away, leaving Meirong and the supervisor in her wake, a mix of confusion and disgust painting their faces. When the lady got far enough, the supervisor turned to face Meirong, "I think we need to talk."
ZhengTing went up the stairs happily, now that Meirong had a job to occupy her, he suddenly felt peaceful. He wouldn't have to worry about the internet deal they struck.
Expecting nothing unusual, ZhengTing strode through the hallway of his floor before noticing a figure crouched by his doorstep.
"What are you doing here?" He scrunched his nose as he got near the girl who had her eyes on her phone.
"Waiting for you, obviously," she replied without lifting her gaze from her device.
"Oh," he nodded gingerly, a pang of disappointment shooting through him. The look of disappointment didn't betray his face when Meirong looked at him, "What's wrong?"
"N-Nothing," He stammered.
"Okay," Meirong muttered but it sounded more like a question.
Awkwardly, the duo stood by the door, one trying to hide their embarrassment while the other was trying to escape this situation.
"So, umm, how was your first day of work?" ZhengTing asked, trying to lighten the awkward mood.
