America: Starting with Daily Intelligence

Chapter 20 It's so hot

"Thank you, Reina! You're such a kind and good person! God bless you!"

Zhang Ailun gave her a serious salute, then, carrying a box in each hand, worked even harder.

His clothes were soaked with sweat in less than half an hour, so he simply took them off and went to work shirtless.

Reina watched as Zhang Allen worked tirelessly like an ox, his bronze skin, his muscles as hard as an ancient Greek statue, and his eight-pack abs. She couldn't help but glance at him again, then again, then a third time…

Fine, I like this one. I'll keep watching!

Why don't you show off such a great figure?

Reina started to feel hot as she watched. Good heavens, if this energy were used on a person, she didn't know how crazy they would go!

It's so hot.

Zhang Ailun had been carrying things for a while when he felt uncomfortable being watched from behind. He looked over, questioning his own existence, and discovered that his partner and boss had completely gone on strike.

"Can you take your eyes off me? Reina, this is sexual harassment of an employee!" Zhang Ailun immediately began to accuse her.

Sorry.

Reina offered a half-hearted apology, absentmindedly tidying up the merchandise, and complimented, "You're in great shape! Allen, would you like some water?"

"certainly."

Zhang Ailun nodded.

But I've only been working for less than half an hour, and you're already blatantly making up all sorts of excuses for me to slack off and rest. Isn't that a bit too much?

Aren't we taking public funds?

It's so cold and frigid; it's true that slacking off exists everywhere.

Reina didn't care about anything else and rushed into the supply warehouse. When she came out, she had a towel and a drink in her hand, and she brought out a stool for him to sit down and rest for a while.

Zhang Ailun gulped down a bottle of water, took a short three-minute break, chatted for a few minutes, and then resumed his work of moving things, quickly emptying a public service truck.

Even the white driver with Oregon license plates felt that the process was a little faster this time.

It was clearly just one person working, but that one person was as efficient as three ordinary people!

Is this the power of the scroll?

The goods were cleared out, and the truck driver signed the list of public welfare goods with Reina, confirming that the goods had been successfully delivered. He said goodbye to the other truck drivers, got into his truck, stepped on the gas, and drove away.

"If you don't have anything else to do right now, you can consider cooking for me first. Don't affect my work efficiency, Reina."

Zhang Ailun carried a stack of tents into the warehouse, then came out again, giving Reina orders and assignments without any politeness, his mind only on getting the job done as soon as possible.

The hourly wage is low, practically a friendly price, so why would I slack off?

"Okay," Reina readily agreed. "What do you want to eat?"

"As long as it fills my stomach, that's fine." Zhang Ailun didn't have much to complain about.

Sweet and sour pork? General Tso's chicken?

Reina, knowing he was Chinese, immediately took out her phone to ask.

"Either is fine, but that's Americanized Chinese food. Are you sure you can cook it?"

Zhang Ailun looked at the Russian with some suspicion.

Then he saw Reina engrossed in tapping and clicking on her phone.

She then sat back down in the chair, resting her chin on her hand, and continued to admire his physique with a sense of peace.

"Lunch is ready! Get back to work, sir. Hurry up, I want to see you pulling that big suitcase."

He pointed to a cardboard box filled with secondhand clothes.

"..."

Zhang Ailun is questioning the meaning of life.

Ordering Chinese food delivery?

You're incredibly wealthy!

Your employee benefits are just too good.

And what do you take me for?

I sell my art, not my body!

"How's this pose?"

Zhang Ailun pulled the suitcase, bent to the side, and casually showed off his biceps and perfect physique.

"great."

Reina smiled with satisfaction and immediately picked up her water glass to drink some ice water to calm herself down.

About an hour later.

Zhang Ailun finally emptied the remaining two trucks of goods, sat back in his chair, wiped the sweat from his face with a towel, and covered his face with it.

I feel like I'm overloading my calorie expenditure.

Reina signed the order with the driver, saw them off, and then wandered around the warehouse with a pen and paper, scribbling and drawing. She answered a phone call midway through the journey and discovered the food delivery had arrived.

He came out and looked at Zhang Ailun, who was slumped in the chair, not moving at all, and said, "Ailun, you can go to the bathroom on the second floor to take a shower first, and then come down to eat."

Zhang Ailun didn't refuse, just gave her an OK sign, and continued to sit in the chair with his head tilted back to conserve his energy.

Reina didn't say anything more, just put an energy drink on the table next to her and went out to get takeout.

Zhang Ailun slumped in a chair and rested for a few minutes, downed half a bottle of beverage, and then went upstairs to take a shower.

The second floor of the shelter is off-limits to non-staff members, and homeless people can only rest in the private lobby and registration area.

However, many homeless people would rather sleep on the streets than sleep in a group of drug addicts, thieves, or bipolar patients.

Because when you wake up the next day, you'll find that you have nothing left; everything has been stolen.

Even after just two days, they would suddenly break out in red rashes all over their bodies, contracting skin diseases and fevers.

Either you are suddenly woken up by pain in the middle of the night.

Chrysanthemums wither and fall, leaving only sorrow on the ground.

Zhang Ailun found a bathroom with the number 206 on it and went inside. He found a lot of personal underwear hanging there.

Pink, white, with lace trim.

There's even a leopard-print "T" character.

Wow... I didn't expect Reina to be so outgoing in private? You really can't judge a book by its cover.

On the sink in front of the mirror were facial cleanser, concealer, a comb, and a hair dryer, with a milky scent.

Zhang Ailun then spotted a pink massager that shouldn't have been placed there.

"..."

Pretend nothing happened.

It's likely that the other party forgot to put it away after using it, since no one usually lives here, and today is a day off.

This kind of product is still very popular among single and divorced women.

Zhang Ailun casually picked out a disposable shampoo and shower gel, closed the bathroom door, turned on the tap, and started scrubbing.

When Reina returned from picking up the food, she saw that no one was on the first floor and Zhang Allen was nowhere to be seen in the warehouse, so she knew that he had gone upstairs to take a shower.

Suddenly, I remembered that I still had some things left in the bathroom. My heart skipped a beat, and I rushed upstairs.

Upon arriving on the second floor, he pushed open the door and entered without saying a word.

Then I saw Zhang Ailun with his buttocks completely naked.

Turn your back to people from behind.

That thing looks like a hanging bell.

"WTF!!!"

Startled by the noise, Zhang Ailun quickly grabbed a piece of cloth to cover himself and rinsed away the foam on his head.

"Hey! At least you should know to knock before you leave, right? Or why don't you come and shower with us?"

Zhang Ailun rubbed his eyes and looked at the person who came in, saying in an annoyed tone.

"What's there to be shy about? I've seen it all in my life. Boy, this is my territory." Reina walked over with a nonchalant expression and casually took the massager away.

Her red ears betrayed that she wasn't so calm inside.

He glanced at her boldly, raising an eyebrow slightly.

「Утебябольшойпарень.」

"What did you say?" Zhang Ailun was completely confused; Russian had entered a blind spot in his knowledge.

"It's nothing, just remember to come down for dinner after you shower."

Reina turned and left, saying meaningfully, "If you want to keep it, I can lend it to you for now. Just remember to wash it clean."

Zhang Ailun glanced at the pink piece of cloth in his hand.

My body feels a little numb.

you sure?

(End of this chapter)