Along the street, some high-end clothing stores and restaurants had job postings, but Ke Teng looked down on them.
After all, he was a former idol and had even been a company president for a few days. How could he do this kind of work?
But as he walked, besides these, there were no other companies posting job openings outside.
Besides, he had no diploma and no work experience. Even if they were hiring, what good would it do?
He was parched. Coincidentally, across the street, a real estate sales office was hiring people to distribute flyers. He walked over.
Distributing flyers was a part-time job, requiring no education or certificates. As long as he handed out all the flyers in his hand on time, he could earn fifty yuan for the day.
Since Ke Teng joined quite late, they only agreed to give him twenty.
Twenty yuan, twenty yuan!
Normally, Ke Teng wouldn't bother picking up if it fell on the ground!
Now, for this amount, he even felt like haggling with them…
But one could be poor, yet one's backbone couldn't be broken. He ultimately didn't open his mouth.
Fearing that someone might recognize him and shame his idol status, Ke Teng wanted to ask the clerk for a mask.
The clerk told him.
"The mask is one yuan. It will be deducted from your wages when we settle up later. Are you sure you want one?"
He was truly exasperated. To deduct one yuan from twenty…
He wasn't sure if nineteen yuan could buy him dinner. Gritting his teeth, he decided against it.
Fortunately, the flyers were large enough. He poked a few holes in the flyer, fashioned it into a mask-like shape, hung it on his ears, and covered his face.
Because his appearance was rather frightening, many beautiful women's first reaction upon seeing him was to be startled and walk around him.
He had only managed to distribute a few flyers after half the day.
The term "autumn tiger" did have its reasons. Although the temperature wasn't high in the evening, the daytime sun still felt scorching hot on the skin.
Soon, he was drenched in sweat.
He took the flyer off his face, revealing a handsome smile, and started to leverage his good looks.
This time, distributing flyers finally went more smoothly. Some beautiful women even wanted to ask for his WeChat.
Add WeChat!
This action, which he usually disdained, made Ke Teng feel heartbroken at this moment.
Sister, I really don't have WeChat for you to add!
After distributing for a good two to three hours, the sun had already set. All the major restaurants and eateries began to operate busily. Only then did Ke Teng receive his twenty yuan.
Walking on the bustling street, looking through the windows at everyone eating their meals with satisfaction.
On the street, handsome young men and women held milk tea and Starbucks. He now only wished he could grab Jian Fei and beat her up.
Bad idea, bad idea, bad idea!
That wicked woman! When he sees her again and earns money, he'll see how he can thoroughly humiliate her!
Since he hadn't secured work for tomorrow, 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 and even drank all the soup before feeling content.
But where should he go next?
Jian Fei's reminder was quite accurate: the weather in Shangcheng at night was still very cold.
He only had ten yuan. Where would he spend this cold night?
He thought of his playboy friends again.
At this hour, walking from here to the bar they frequented, most people should have arrived.
He decided to walk there.
He was bound to be ridiculed by them, but he accepted it.
Stumbling towards the bar, Ke Teng felt like he had made up for all the walking he hadn't done in the past twenty-odd years in just one day. Finally, he reached Bar Street.
The night was dark. Just as he turned the corner, he heard the rumbling sound of sports car engines from within.
At a glance, the roadside was filled 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 might really find someone he knew.
However, as he got closer, Ke Teng hesitated.
What would he say if he found them?
To say that he had fallen out with his family, to have a drink together, to have a place to sleep, to owe them a favor, and to continue looking for them tomorrow.
And the day after?
The day after that?
Jokes about him freeloading meals would soon spread through the circle. Could he really accept such behavior from his fair-weather friends who would smile to his face and mock him behind his back?
No.
He looked again at those heartless, carelessly laughing second-generation rich kids. His strong sense of pride made him stop.
Leaving 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 experienced how difficult it was to move without money.
At this moment, he felt so lonely, so lost, and longed to lie on a soft bed and sleep soundly.
However, he didn't want to admit defeat to Ke Jingyu so quickly.
A man, a true man, couldn't even last eight hours, and would have to obey his father's arrangements for everything in the future… He couldn't stand it.
To hell with it, he'd find a place to rough it for the night and start looking for a job tomorrow.
He didn't believe it.
If a woman like Jian Fei could survive in this city, then the highly attractive and capable Young Master Ke couldn't fail to survive her!
Ke Teng wandered into a park.
In the plaza 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, but even watching square dancing became a form of entertainment.
But soon, the square dance also ended.
The park gradually quieted down. Except for him, the flowers and plants, and a few small night lights, it was as silent as a haunted house.
The night breeze blew, causing 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 for the whole night without spending a single cent would surely make him look down upon by the staff.
His strong sense of pride made him leave again.
On the streets in the early morning, vehicles occasionally passed by.
Looking at the warm lights shining from houses, he felt a pang of self-pity and a desire to cry.
His legs were so tired, and his injuries were starting to ache again.
He sat down irritably on a stone step, wanting to buy a bottle of water, but unwilling to spoil the ten yuan.
Feelings of grievance welled up. Just as he was about to break down, suddenly, Jian Fei's familiar black leather shoes appeared in his field of vision.
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 the streets all night."
His grievance 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 just wanted to kindly remind you before I left."
She dangled the fragrant family bucket and cola in her hand.
"I'm done talking. I'm going to have dinner. I wish you a pleasant evening."
Watching her lightly stride into a taxi, Ke Teng's mouth twitched with anger.
Just as she was about to close the car door, his forehead heated up, and he rushed forward, sticking one leg into the car.
"Wait!"