Along the street, some upscale clothing stores and restaurants had job postings displayed, which Ke Teng disdained.
After all, he was an idol and had been a company president for a few days. How could he work in such industries?
But as he walked, there were no other companies posting job openings outside except these.
Besides, he had no diploma and no work experience. Even if they were hiring, what good would it do?
He was extremely thirsty. Coincidentally, there was a real estate sales office across the street hiring leaflet distributors. He walked over.
Leaflet distribution was a part-time job that didn't require a diploma or certificates. As long as he distributed all the leaflets in his hand on time, he could earn fifty yuan for the day.
Since Ke Teng joined late, they only agreed to give him twenty.
Twenty yuan, twenty yuan!
Normally, Ke Teng wouldn't bother picking up twenty yuan if it fell on the ground!
Now, for the sake of it, he even wanted to haggle with them…
But one could be poor, but one's backbone could not be lost. He ultimately didn't open his mouth.
Fearing that someone might recognize him and embarrass his idol status, Ke Teng wanted to ask the clerk for a mask.
The clerk told him.
"A mask costs one yuan. It will be deducted from your wages when you get paid later. Are you sure you want one?"
He was really speechless. He had to deduct one yuan from twenty yuan…
He wasn't sure if nineteen yuan could buy him dinner. Gritting his teeth, he decided against it.
Fortunately, the leaflets were large enough. He poked a few holes in a leaflet and shaped it like a mask, hanging it over his ears to cover his face.
Because his appearance was quite frightening, many beautiful women's first reaction upon seeing him was to be startled and walk around him.
After distributing for a long time, only a few leaflets were given out.
There was a reason for the term "autumn tiger." Although the temperature wasn't high at night, the sun was still scorching hot during the day.
Soon, he was drenched in sweat.
He took the leaflet off his face, revealed a beautiful smile, and started to utilize his good looks.
This time, the leaflet distribution finally became smoother. Some beautiful women even wanted to ask for his WeChat.
Add WeChat!
Such a disdainful action normally, but at this moment, Ke Teng only felt heartache.
Sister, I really don't have WeChat to add you!
After distributing for a full two to three hours, the sun had already set, and all the restaurants and eateries were bustling with business. Only then did Ke Teng receive his twenty yuan.
Walking on the bustling street, watching people contentedly eating delicious food by the window.
On the street, handsome young men and beautiful young ladies were holding milk tea and Starbucks. He now only wanted to grab Jian Fei and beat her up.
Bad idea, bad idea, bad idea!
This wicked woman, when he sees her again and earns money, he'll see how he can thoroughly humiliate her!
Since he had no prospects for work the next day, Ke Teng dared not spend all twenty yuan.
After wandering for a long time, he ate a bowl of ten-yuan ramen at an ordinary noodle shop, even drinking all the soup, before feeling content.
But then, where should he go next?
Jian Fei's reminder was quite good: the weather in Shangcheng at night was still quite cold.
He only had ten yuan. Where would he spend this cold night?
He thought of his unreliable friends again.
At this time, walking from here to their usual bar, most people should have arrived.
He decided to walk there.
He was bound to be ridiculed by them, but he accepted it.
Strolling towards the bar, Ke Teng made up for all the walking he hadn't done in the past twenty-odd years in just one day, finally reaching the bar street.
The night was dark. As soon as he turned the corner, he heard the roaring sound of sports car engines from within.
At a glance, the roadside was lined with all sorts of beautiful sports cars.
And beside the sports cars, groups of young men and women were standing or sitting around.
Perhaps by looking for them one by one, he could really find someone he knew.
However, as he got closer, Ke Teng hesitated.
What would he say to them?
"I've fallen out with my family, let's have a drink together, I have a place to sleep, I owe you a favor, and I'll look for you again tomorrow."
What about the day after?
The day after that?
Soon, jokes about him freeloading would spread through the circle. Could he really accept being a sycophant to his unreliable friends, smiling to their faces and mocking him behind his back?
No.
He looked again at that group of heartless, carefree second-generation rich kids, and his strong sense of self-respect made him stop.
Leaving the bar street, Ke Teng, who had been away from home for less than eight hours, was already starting to miss home.
For the first time, he truly understood how difficult it was to move without money.
At this moment, he felt so lonely, so lost, and longed to lie on a soft big bed and sleep soundly.
However, he didn't want to admit defeat to Ke Jingyu so quickly.
A man, a grown man, couldn't even last eight hours. If he continued like this, he would be at his father's beck and call for everything… He couldn't stand it.
Whatever, he'd find a place to make do for the night, and start looking for a job tomorrow.
He refused to believe it.
If a woman like Jian Fei could survive in this city, how could the young master Ke, with his good looks and abilities, not survive her!
Ke Teng wandered into a park.
On the square not far away, a group of elderly people were dancing.
He sat on a bench, watching others. Perhaps it was due to extreme boredom and loneliness that even watching the square dancing became a form of entertainment.
But soon, the square dancing ended.
The park gradually became quiet. Apart from him, the flowers, grass, and some small night lights made it as silent as a haunted house.
A gust of night wind blew, giving him goosebumps. How could he sleep like this?
He sighed and decided to change locations.
He'd find a 24-hour McDonald's and stay there for the night.
But when he reached the entrance of McDonald's, he felt that sleeping there without spending a cent would surely earn him contempt from the staff.
His strong sense of pride made him leave again.
On the streets in the early morning, vehicles passed by occasionally.
Looking at the warm lights shining from other people's homes, he felt a pathetic urge to cry.
His legs were so tired, and his injuries started to ache again.
He sat down irritably on a stone step, wanting to buy a bottle of water, but he was reluctant to break into his ten yuan.
A wave of grievances surged up. Just as he was about to break down, suddenly, Jian Fei's familiar black leather shoes appeared in his line of sight.
Ke Teng looked up and saw Jian Fei's teasing gaze.
"Don't you have any common sense? When you can't find a place to sleep, go to the hospital lobby."
"At least it can shelter you from the wind and rain, and no one will kick you out without spending money. It's better than wandering on the streets all night."
His grievances disappeared, and anger surged. He stood up abruptly.
"Why are you here? Are you secretly following me? Do you want to see me make a fool of myself?"
Jian Fei's expression today was exceptionally varied and lively.
"I'm not that bored. I just got off work and was going to buy something at KFC. I happened to see you. I'm just giving you a kind reminder before I leave."
She shook the fragrant family bucket and cola in her hand at him.
"I'm done talking. I'm going to have dinner. I wish you a pleasant evening."
Watching her lightly step into a taxi, Ke Teng's mouth twitched with anger.
The moment she was about to close the car door, his mind went blank, and he rushed forward, sticking one leg into the car.
"Wait!"