Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Chapter 216 Song Lala's Job Hunting Diary 6

Today was Song Xianyin's first afternoon nap since arriving in City A.

A few days ago at this time, she was either sitting on an unknown roadside or in the cold wind on the subway.

The interview doesn't start until 4 p.m. today, so she has plenty of time to rest.

She was sleeping soundly when suddenly the door was flung open with a bang.

Song Xianyin knew who had returned without even opening her eyes.

"Damn, then you've got him all figured out."

"What the heck? I'm even thinking about breaking up now. I feel like I'm a bit misogynistic."

"You're gay, yet you're still with him?"

Song Xianyin turned over and put the loose earplugs back in.

This lady has quite a few friends; she brought two or three with her at a time.

She was so comfortable, as if the hostel was her home.

Song Xianyin genuinely admires such people because she has found that those who disregard everything and live a more self-centered life tend to be happier.

While she was still too embarrassed to make phone calls in her room, others were already bringing their friends to hostel rooms to play games.

Amazing.

Having missed her afternoon nap, Song Xianyin decided to go downstairs to buy a cup of coffee.

She was really driven crazy by the screaming, but she was staying in a hostel, and she had actually thought about these things before she came.

As Song Xianyin looked around, she realized it truly was a paradise for working people, with coffee shops every few steps.

When you're feeling sleepy, a cup of this will give you plenty of energy to get back to work.

Song Xianyin walked into a very small shop. Although the shop was small, it looked particularly exquisite.

Compared to the big, crowded coffee shops next door, this kind of shop shouldn't be too expensive, right?

"Miss, would you like something?" A casually dressed young man asked her.

Song Xianyin suddenly felt a little hesitant. She approached the counter and asked, "What's your shop's signboard?"

The boy immediately began to introduce the menu to Song Xianyin, his eyes crinkling as he handed it to her.

Song Xianyin fell silent upon seeing the prices on the menu.

What is this coffee made of? It costs seventy or eighty yuan a cup.

"You can take a look at this coffee; all the coffee beans in our shop are air-freighted from France..."

Song Xianyin stared at him in bewilderment. "So high-class? No wonder it's City A."

The way the boy looked at Song Xianyin instantly made him feel something.

He declared passionately, "Every single coffee bean is carefully selected by us, unlike the coffee from other shops..."

Then he spoke a string of French, which Song Xianyin didn't understand a word of.

"So high-class." Song Xianyin nodded.

The boy laughed, his voice even happier: "Actually, it's alright. Our store's vision is to let everyone in the world taste our coffee. We also have a branch in Yunnan."

Song Xianyin nodded earnestly: "Thank you for the introduction. I'll come back to buy again next time."

It seems a bit extravagant for her to drink such expensive coffee now.

The boy quickly stopped her: "Miss, is there something you're worried about?"

Song Xianyin honestly replied, "It's too expensive."

“Miss, you’re not good enough for me.” The boy looked at her pitifully.

He took out a small cup, about the size of a thumb, and poured a cup for Song Xianyin.

"Since you're already here, why not have a drink before you leave?"

The boy poured himself a glass, closed his eyes, and looked completely blissful.

Song Xianyin's expression immediately turned painful when she tasted it; she thought, "Why is it so bitter?"

This coffee tastes more bitter than her life.

"Miss, isn't this coffee much more fragrant than your previous one?" The boy's expression was somewhat proud.

Song Xianyin almost vomited, but she swallowed it with difficulty and nodded silently.

The boy placed the QR code for payment in front of her: "Ten yuan, miss."

Song Xianyin: ...

The subway was even more crowded in the afternoon, and there were also many elderly people.

Song Xianyin understood that these were the main forces who would be fighting with her for the subway later.

She stared intently at the subway tracks.

Let her have her; she'll be on the subway for an hour and a half.

They're all old folks; for a young woman like her to compete with them for a subway ticket is just bullying them.

But the next second Song Xianyin realized that she was completely wrong.

She was originally standing at the front, but as soon as the subway doors opened, she was pushed out of the crowd by the elderly men and women.

But through her efforts, she managed to squeeze into a spot on the side.

"These out-of-towners are here again. The subway wasn't even this crowded a few days ago," an old woman said, panting.

"These are benefits for us locals, and those outsiders have taken them all." The old man said indignantly, jabbing the ground with his cane.

An old man next to me said in a rough voice, "Why is everyone coming to City A? City A has fallen on hard times. They still think City A is so great now."

Song Xianyin hugged her bag and squeezed into the corner without saying a word.

Outsiders caused the traffic system of City A to collapse, the economy of City A to decline, and the destruction of the earth!

The thing Song Xianyin feared most has happened.

An old man stood by the door, chin held high, surveying his surroundings with an air of arrogance.

Song Xianyin secretly observed the people around her. Good, there were a few male college students and a few office workers. It was definitely not her turn to give up her seat.

"Thump, thump, thump..." The old man thumped his cane loudly.

He looked at the group of male college students, frowned, and exhaled a few breaths through his nostrils.

He glanced at the group of office workers carrying their bags, a hint of impatience in his eyes.

Several women were chatting animatedly about their sons who were still in elementary school.

The old man's brows furrowed more and more, and finally, he spotted Song Xianyin, who was squeezed tightly.

His eyes lit up, and he quickly walked over to Song Xianyin, leaning on his cane.

Song Xianyin didn't know why she always provokes people like this. Is it because she looks easy to bully?

"Young people these days are becoming more and more selfish."

The old man said in a sarcastic tone.

"Everyone says to respect the elderly and care for the young, but when they see an elderly person without a seat, they don't even move."

The carriage immediately fell silent, and everyone's eyes turned to this side.

An old man chimed in, "We're all old bones, it's dangerous for us to stand, but young people can stand without any problem."

Song Xianyin stared at him silently, looking like she was easy to bully.

Seeing that she didn't move, the old man's eyes widened, and his voice grew louder and louder, with saliva flying everywhere.

"Don't you have any manners? I didn't point at you just now because I thought it wasn't appropriate to talk about a young girl in front of so many people. You have no self-awareness at all!"

Song Xianyin stood up meekly, while the old man sat down cursing and continued to hit Song Xianyin with his cane.

As the subway announced the name of the next station, the old man's face turned bright red, and he pointed at Song Xianyin.

The subway stopped, and several people got on, all watching the scene with curiosity.

Just as the subway doors were about to close, Song Xianyin snatched the old man's cane and threw it out of the carriage.

"You old geezer, get lost!"

Song Xianyin rushed off the subway, looking at the shocked old man with schadenfreude.

The old man was cursing something and kept banging on the subway door.

Song Xianyin finally got her revenge. Although it was a bit dishonest to do it, she wouldn't be able to sleep this week if she hadn't.

The boy next to her glanced at the cane on the ground and looked at her with some surprise.