Chapter 11 I Still Can't Forget You (Part 1)_1

The bar counter's style was exactly the same as the first floor's, but the ones guarding it were three teenagers around seventeen or eighteen years old, their youthful faces brimming with mischievous smiles towards Musheng.

"Flirting with your brother-in-law! She's here to apply for the internet café manager position!" yelled Zhao Junjie, as he walked over and beckoned to Musheng with his fingers.

Musheng followed him over, and the people at the bar seemed to become more spirited. One of them, eyes brightening and body leaping, lay across the bar, almost as if he was about to flip over.

"Thank heavens, actually, a girl willing to jump into the fire pit... oops! I meant to come to our internet café to apply!"

As soon as the guy on the bar finished speaking, Zhao Junjie strode over and slapped him down: "Shut up!"

It was hard enough getting a girl here, let's not scare her off with this bunch of animals!

Musheng just hooked the corner of his lips and didn't join the conversation. Zhao Junjie walked over to the bar and fiddled with the computer, then waved at Musheng: "You know computers, right? Familiar with the basics?"

"Yes."

Musheng's reply was concise. Naturally, as the original owner, he hadn't played much with computers. But in his last life, he had been with that person every day, and though not interested in computers, he had thoroughly grasped the basics, an internet café's operating system was not a problem for him.

The three guys by the bar were all staring intently at Musheng, yet she felt indifferent.

"Alright then."

It seemed Zhao Junjie had no intention of testing her further and repeated the outside-posted requirements: "The salary is 3500 a month, no days off, but the boss grants public holidays under special circumstances, food and lodging included. You have no issues with this, right?"

"No issues, but I don't need food and lodging, I will go home for that."

Zhao Junjie looked up at her in surprise, understanding about lodging, but no food? Maybe she didn't like their meals? Although their meals were provided by a restaurant across the street, and its reputation was always good, Zhao Junjie didn't bother to mention it, just reiterated her job duties again.

"Your job is simple. Since you're new, start with day shifts. From eight in the morning to eleven-thirty, and one in the afternoon to seven at night. Besides starting computers for customers, you need to serve them as needed, like making instant noodles for those who buy them, delivering cigarettes and food if they don't come to pick them up themselves. Don't worry about cleaning, there's an auntie for that…"

Zhao Junjie seemed to have a lot of authority. He decided on hiring Musheng without consulting anyone else. To formalize the process, he drafted a contract indicating a one-month probation period during which they could let Musheng go if she wasn't qualified, or if she wanted to leave, she had to wait until the month was over.

The rules were a bit odd, but the contract was fine, and Musheng had no objections, so she signed. Once Musheng signed, the other three guys jumped up and cheered "Long live!!"

The loud noise alarmed others playing games in the café, but since Musheng would start work tomorrow and had already signed the contract, she just left. Some people on the second floor who knew a female internet manager had arrived were quite interested, but the happiest were those three internet managers, not knowing that they were welcoming what would be the beginning of their unfortunate future.

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Leaving the internet café, Musheng finally felt unusually exhilarated, probably because she felt she could support herself by finding a job, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, and the oppressive heat felt slightly less irritating.

This was the center of Huayang District, a typical prime location. This internet café being located here meant it was financially robust.

She still carried a card in her pocket just in case, having come this far, she planned to buy some pleasing items to take home.

Ahead, numerous cars traveled along the spacious road. Musheng blended into the crowd waiting to cross the zebra crossing, planning to head to the massive 'International Mall' diagonally across the street.

When the red light turned on, cars slowly stopped, and the crowd began to surge forward. As Musheng moved with the flow, she suddenly felt an inexplicable jolt and looked to her left.

Just that glance made Musheng stiffen slightly.

Among numerous well-known brand cars, there was a black car that appeared quite unassuming, yet its conspicuous prestigious LOGO still revealed its identity. The body, made of special material, reflected a somewhat chilling, steely coldness under the sunlight, this single car imposing a great shock and pressure on onlookers, as if indicating that the person in the car was no ordinary individual.

Indeed no ordinary individual!

She was all too familiar with this car—only three of its kind existed globally; one was owned by a diamond mogul in South America, another by the Penalan Royal Family, and this one here.

The other two would obviously not appear in China, so the identity of the person in the car in China was self-evident.

It was precisely because of the car's discretion that even though it was so conspicuously present here, no one could recognize its astonishing price tag behind it.

Musheng pursed her lips, unable to believe that the person she had thought of countless times, to say correctly since her rebirth she hadn't stopped thinking about, would appear here. Because of this moment of stupor, she paused on the spot for a while as many people passed by, giving her odd looks.

Musheng soon snapped back to reality. She deeply looked towards the car, through the completely opaque dark-tinted glass that only allowed one to see out from inside, she was unable to see any circumstances inside. She hesitated a moment then gave a wry smile, there was no need—last life, she had dragged that person along without giving a definite response. This life, even if she was reborn and had a slight regret, it had proven, nobody would believe her.

Who would believe such an extraordinary event?

Thinking this, Musheng quickly felt somewhat relieved and followed the crowd to move forward. She wasn't sure if it was an illusion, but as she walked forward, it seemed a scorching, piercing gaze landed on her. As she crossed the zebra crossing and waited in the middle of the road separating the two lanes of vehicles for the next red light, suddenly a sharp sound of a vehicle rushing forward rang out.

Accompanied by an instant burst of screams around, Musheng's eyelids twitched, and turning her head back, she saw the car she had taken notice of hurtling directly towards her at an astonishing speed.

With such speed and target, hitting Musheng was just a matter of seconds, but that ultra-pricey car stopped inches away from her in just a few seconds with a harsh brake, shaking just slightly.

This terrifying moment happened in just a few short seconds, and by the time the rear car door "clicked" as someone began to open it, Musheng simply reminded without expression:

"You ran a red light."