Super Detective in the Fictional World

With dozens of cutlery, you can summon these two guys for half a day, and Luke is happy with the money.

When he walked up to the side, he flipped out two pairs of wire gloves and threw them at two people, pointing to a trolley on the edge of his finger: “You can move the garbage with that, it's going to be easy. Get the garbage out of the door first, wait for Charlie's cousin to drive over and get it straight to the car. ”

After that, he went back to the compartment on the other side of the hall and started digging.

The garbage dump is located in the corner on the side of the door, where Charlie and Raqqa work, and does not prevent Luke from continuing with the renovation.

Charlie and Raqqa put gloves on their heads to get to work.

The trolley Luke gave the trolley was not big, it was just sturdy, the two of them had never done this kind of handling and had no idea how to use the rope pockets reasonably to increase efficiency.

As they do it, the garbage falls and the work is extremely inefficient.

Luke took a moment to look at them and didn't remind them.

If you're physically fit, move a few more times. Who can blame you for not moving your mind?

More than half an hour later, the door rang for a conversation.

Luke stopped working, walked out of the compartment, and saw a young black woman talking to Charlie and Raqqa at the open door.

She was thin and not tall.

In terms of black aesthetics, she looks very sophisticated.

Of course Luke has no feelings for this one, and it only works for the eye.

The woman spoke to the two black boys and looked indoors and saw Luke coming out of the compartment.

She waited until Luke came to the door and reached out, "Hello, Mr. Luke, my name is Claire Temple, and I'm Charlie's cousin. I'm really sorry about today. ”

Her movements were not impatient, her face did not face much of a “bitter lord" heart defect, more of a helplessness.

Luke reached out and let go: "Well, hello, Miss Temple. You know about Charlie, don't you? ”

“Charlie's done so much stupid, I can hardly get excited anymore.” She laughed bitterly: “You don't have to pay him for this job, and I'll come and help you until you finish renovating the house. ”

Luke stood up and interrupted her: "Miss Temple, this is my deal with Charlie and Raqqa, and it was them who made the mistake, and I didn't need anyone else to make it up to me. ”

Looking at Temple, he seemed to want to ask again, and he continued: "I am a behaving man. They take my money, they take it seriously. You know what I mean? ”

Temple was silent for a moment, and he said, “Okay, but I'll do it. ”

Luke: “It's a deal. If you don't take the money, you don't have to come. I'll find someone else. ”

Temple frowned for a moment and nodded helplessly: "OK, I'll do the job. ”

And then she looked at her brother Charlie, and his brother Iron Brother Raqqa: "They'll work hard, too. Before I came, I had already called Raqqa's mother and she was happy that Raqqa was able to find a formal job. ”

Luke just smiled: “That would be great. Besides, you're just a driver. Don't grab Charlie and Raqqa's job, okay? ”

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Hearing that, looking at the faces of the two black boys, Temple understood: this young man, it was clear that he was going to use this “job” to clean up the two idle, lazy guys.

In that case, she really doesn't intend to help.

Instead of letting the two boys pet around, let them enjoy the "hard work”.

The next time, Luke was in the house, ping-pong, and outside Temple was overseeing Charlie and Raqqa's work.

It's almost noon, and Selena's back.

Looking at the old pickup at the door, and the two boys moving the garbage and directing them to Temple, she was a little weird.

Parked the car on the side of the road, and she walked into the open door: "Luke, did you find the people who moved the stuff? ”

Luke's voice came from the compartment: "Yes, I just happened to see them wanting to work part-time, so I asked them to take the building garbage away, otherwise it was too much trouble. ”

Selena walked over and opened the plastic cloth at the door, looking at Luke, who was busy in the pit, laughing: “Those two men don't look like hard-working people. ”

Luke: “They think of our family as a little gift, educated by enthusiastic elders, answering to apply work to compensate me. The woman was the cousin of the short Charlie, Claire Temple, and she had authorization from the tall Laka mother. She's responsible for urging them to make sure they don't get 10 dollar hourly wages for nothing. ”

Selena laughed.

The ten dollar knife is almost double the minimum hourly wage, but if you let the decorator do this, the hourly wage is more than doubled.

And look at the look on those two boys' faces, like they're undergoing re-education through labor.

They're not happy with the 10 dollar hourly wages.

After this, Selena pulled up another cart and went outside to pick up the groceries and accessories that she had just purchased.

Charlie and Raqqa, panting, watched Selena pull the elastic rope and the box out of the house and easily tie up a bunch of things, full of one car of stuff, and the two trips were over.

The two of them looked at each other and felt something was wrong.

Temple sighs on the side: Where the hell did your brains go? This has been moving for hours, and there are people demonstrating it on the spot, and they're still confused.

No culture. Terrible! Temple couldn't reside in his heart defaming his brother and his friends.

But she's just as silent as Luke, letting these two overworked guys spend a little more energy, and not messing with each other is fine.

Simply having lunch, Luke and I were busy until the afternoon, when he put down the tools in his hand and walked to the door with a pile of cash in his hand.

Looking at the two black boys who were already paralyzed at the door, he walked over and looked at them satisfied: "You're doing okay today, that's your salary. ”

He said that he had divided the coins into three stacks, of which two were thin, and a thick stack was handed to the next Temple.

Temple looked at the thick stack of bills and didn't reach for it: "Is this it? ”

Luke: "You're paid a hundred today, and this is just like them. Then there's the car rental fee of 300, including the gas money. Finally, you paid the garbage recycling company an advance of 500, and I called them. ”

Temple sighed helplessly and took the stack.

She paid for this garbage collection in advance to compensate Luke, who knows it won't be accepted at all.

Thinking that Luke had emphasized that he was a rulesman, she stopped insisting.

She had just lost her job recently, and she didn't have much money, and the $500 knife was already a big number for her.

Luke gave the money and walked up to the two black boys who were still paralyzed there and patted them on the shoulders: “Work starts tomorrow at 9: 00 and closes at 5: 00, don't be late. ”