The handover at the supermarket went smoothly.
Aunt He, ever so graceful, complinted the young man for his punctuality, before driving off in her unlicensed taxi.
Chen Feng donned the red employee vest and took his place behind the cash register once again.
Because of the rotating shifts, it was Aunt Zhang who ca to take over the evening shift with him.
As for Li Hongxia, she slipped into a yellow delivery person's attire right before Chen Feng's surprised eyes, mounted an electric bike equipped with an insulated box, and swiftly left wearing a helt.
"What's up with Sister Xia..." Chen Feng asked subconsciously.
"She's off to deliver food."
Aunt Zhang shook her head while explaining, "Hongxia's husband died of illness two years ago, and her daughter is currently in her second year of high school, having just made up several subjects."
"She's really giving it her all for her child..."
Chen Feng sighed slightly, understanding the implications.
"By the way, Xiao Feng, which university did you attend?"
There weren't many custors in the supermarket at that mont, and Aunt Zhang happened to strike up a conversation while arranging the goods on the shelves.
"Nanjiang Business College."
Chen Feng replied honestly while chatting and tidying up the cash register.
That was the average university the original body had barely managed to get into, a pity that the hotel managent degree he studied later didn't co to use.
"Oh? It's that place."
"My son works as a teacher at nearby Nanjiang Finance University, it seems we are quite fated..."
Aunt Zhang liked to make small talk, at least that's what Chen Feng thought.
He nodded slightly, responding noncommittally.
Ti passed, and by six in the evening,
Several custors had co to shop, and his phone buzzed several tis with ssages.
After a busy rush, he finally had a mont to unlock his phone to check the ssages.
There were three ssages in total.
[Forever Class 9—Class Leader (Wang Hanwen): @Everyone, fellow classmates, I imagine we've all graduated by now. Why don't we get together when we're free?]
After a glance at the first ssage, Chen Feng imdiately blocked the group chat notifications.
It was the high school class group of the original body.
Perhaps there were friends he used to get along well with, but after four years of university, they had mostly lost contact.
Moreover, he was not the original person, naturally, he didn't want to have much to do with these people anymore.
[Chi Country Telecommunication: Your account balance is insufficient for the deduction of next month's bill. To avoid service suspension and debt, please recharge your account promptly...]
The second ssage was from one of the only two telecommunication companies in Chi Country.
Chen Feng glanced at the ssage, planning to recharge his phone with fifty yuan later.
[Chen Yun: Xiao Feng, the sandboxing class at the Martial Arts Hall should be ending soon, do you want to continue?]
[If you want to continue, I'll transfer the money to you, smile.jpg.]
The final ssage ca from Chen Yun.
Chen Feng's gaze flickered, and he finally typed a reply using the nuric keypad.
"No need."
He had a job now. If he really wanted to continue, he could pay for it himself.
Moreover, if he could beco a Core Student, the Martial Arts Hall classes would be free of charge.
[Chen Yun: Alright.]
[Also, I spoke to my ntor today and asked if he could introduce a job for you, he said it wouldn't be a problem.]
[Are you free this weekend? I think we should have a al together to thank him, what do you think?]
The ssage appeared once again, and Chen Feng raised an eyebrow.
He hadn't expected Chen Yun to be so supportive.
He had to admit, she was really good to the original person; Chen Feng rembered that when he first arrived due to transmigration, due to a fever, Chen Yun had even taken several days off to co back and take care of him without leaving his side.
But...
He glanced at the supermarket, then thought about the need to balance his boxing practice.
Chen Feng thought it over, at least in the short term, he wasn't in such a hurry to find work anymore.
As for the future, once he made more progress in Sandboxing, he could go and take the combat level certification test, apply to be a coach at the Martial Arts Hall, or participate in boxing competitions.
Supporting himself would be more than sufficient.
Thinking this, he carefully crafted a ssage: "I've already found a job, no need to trouble Mr. Li any longer."
He rembered that Chen Yun's supervisor was a Mr. Li, a refined middle-aged man. The original owner of the body had t him twice, and he seed to be quite decent.
Beep Beep!
Soon after, his phone vibrated; astonishingly, it was Chen Yun calling.
After two seconds of silence, and since there weren't many custors at the mont, Chen Feng ultimately decided to answer the call.
"Xiao Feng, when did you find a job? Can you tell what it is?"
The voice coming from the earpiece was sowhat gentle, identical to the Chen Yun he rembered.
After pondering for a mont, Chen Feng didn't hide anything and quickly explained the origins of his current cashier job.
Additionally, he purposely ntioned that he had shown a talent in Practicing Boxing and caught the coach's attention, expressing his desire to give this path a serious try and not to be distracted by other jobs.
"Talent in Practicing Boxing, huh? I knew you could do it."
There was no doubt or bla from her for not having inford her about his job on his own initiative.
On the other end of the phone, not only did Chen Yun laugh heartily, but she also encouraged him:
"If you want to continue Practicing Boxing, then keep at it. I support you, but promise you won't get hurt, okay?"
"Okay." Chen Feng nodded, pinning the phone between his ear and shoulder, anwhile scanning a QR code for a custor buying a bottle of mineral water.
"That coach appreciates you so much, you should really thank him."
"In a mont, I'll transfer one thousand Yuan to you, buy him a gift with it, and keep the rest to buy so nutritional supplents for yourself."
Chen Yun spoke softly, and although only in this world after soul transmigration, Chen Feng still felt exceptionally ward and close to her.
"No need to transfer, I'm working now and I have so money."
"But what about Mr. Li, won't he bla you?"
Chen Feng thought of Chen Yun's supervisor.
After all, it was Chen Yun who had asked for his help; maybe he had already started to make arrangents.
Now that he was refusing, if not handled well, he worried it could create a gap between them and make things difficult for Chen Yun.
"Don't worry, I'll handle it."
Chen Yun said gently with a smile, then went on to talk about her own matters at the school.
She was now working with her supervisor on a special tal project; if successful, she had a good chance of staying on at the research institute, maybe even with a better position and pay.
Most of the ti she was the one talking, while Chen Feng just listened quietly.
At the entrance of the supermarket, people were coming and going; through the glass windows outside, dusk was turning to darkness, lit by neon.
Not until soone called out to Chen Yun on her end did she hastily give a few more instructions and hang up.
Buzz Buzz!
[Chen Yun has transferred one thousand Yuan to you!]
[Chen Yun: Take it, and rember to buy your coach a gift! Smiley jpg.]
"Really now."
Chen Feng smiled helplessly, knowing that if he didn't accept, she wouldn't let it be.
Silently accepting the transfer, he put away his phone, watched the bustling traffic on the street outside, and let out a slow breath.
Having such a relative... seed pretty nice after all.
The thought passed through his mind, and Chen Feng wore a smile, realizing he had already grown accustod to this world.
Tap Tap!
Imdiately, footsteps sounded, and more custors entered.
Chen Feng collected his thoughts and looked over instinctively.
Two n wearing duckbill hats and masks, both clad in black coats despite the heat of sumr, their faces obscured.
Their eyes t, and Chen Feng raised his eyebrows.
Because he had clearly perceived it—an intense malice.
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