【McDonald's Small Theater】Act 1

Sitting diagonally in front of her was an ordinary young housewife, her dull tan hair spread over her shoulders, and the frizz caused by the cheap cold perm made her look a few years older than her actual age. I guess she probably got married with her first love very early, maybe one or two children, and her husband is mostly an ordinary office worker. She has a decent life, but she has a few installment bills to pay. I got a gossip a few days ago, saying There is a private equity fund that makes a lot of money, but all the money from the private house is stuck in the stocks bought with the neighbors, and in order to replace the counterfeit LV with a genuine one, it has to sit here and wait.

Time seems to have passed by, and another woman has finally come. She is also a common middle-aged woman on the streets of Taipei in the afternoon, with red-dyed hair draped on her head, a striped knitted sweater and pink slacks. She is no different from a young housewife, but if you have a chance, look at the brand label of her clothes. , Young housewives will probably envy the other party's ability to spend on the second floor of a department store instead of a hypermarket. The coach bag in the middle-aged woman's hand may be a discounted item bought by the American Outlet, but it shows that she has extra money and Time to go with a Western American group. Of course, the middle-aged woman is not a female executive of the company, but her demeanor is calm and her eyes are sharp, so that no one will mistake her for a housewife.

I suddenly remembered the mother who first fell in love with her boyfriend. Everyone called her "the director", but what kind of line did she work in? No one can say anything. Every industry involves a little bit. No matter where there is a way to make money, she speaks eloquently, and everything can be solved by "relationship". She has never printed a business card, and it seems that she never has to pay taxes. As for the middle-aged woman in front of her, Mo Yue looked like the same.

The two greeted each other very warmly, like a reunion of sisters whom they had not seen for many years. There were a lot of self-confidence things to talk about. The young housewife even almost hugged the middle-aged woman, but the middle-aged woman took a step back in time, angry. Sitting on the chair calmly, avoiding the unreal enthusiasm of the name. The young housewife sat down in an embarrassed hurry, and the outcome was decided.

"Soy protein, amino acids, fiber, vitamins, minerals... As long as you drink this with one meal, you can eat everything else normally..." He listened, it turned out that the young housewife wanted to sell a few cans of milkshakes to the middle-aged Woman, she explained to each other incoherently in a dull tone.

The middle-aged woman listened politely, but her eyes were cold. Whenever the young housewife gradually spoke smoothly, she casually threw out a question that the consumer should ask. The young housewife immediately fell to the ground and opened the instruction manual in a panic to find the answer. , trying to revive.

After three or five cycles like this, the young housewife realized that she could not convince the middle-aged woman, so she decided to go all out. She stood up abruptly, the chair slammed into the window sill, and a large white cloud happened to float outside the window, blocking the sunlight. This moment of darkness made the young housewife finally muster up her courage. She lifted up her clothes, revealing her white belly and said: " Look, I originally had 60 kilograms, but after drinking it for half a year, I lost 10 kilograms, how effective do you think it is?"

All of a sudden, a vulgarly dressed woman suddenly walked into this small space, and the housewife lost her strength in fright. The middle-aged woman seemed tired of watching the monkey show and decided to stop the farce. She said to the young housewife, "I have an organic anti-wrinkle cream imported from the United States, which can not only be wiped on the face, but also applied to the stomach after giving birth. There are still some stretch marks on it, this jar is very suitable for you." After saying that, she opened the bottle cap, put the cream on it without hesitation, and smeared the young housewife's belly twice with her hands.

I couldn't bear to look any further and went to the bathroom. When she returned to her seat, she caught a glimpse of the young housewife with a folder of skin care products under her arm, holding the "gift" after joining the club, and with a slightly contradictory expression as if she had gained new hope of making money, she fled.

As for the middle-aged woman, she ordered a set meal for herself, and I could see blue diamonds glittering in the sunlight on the fingers of the chicken thighs.

(to be continued)