Chapter 2 Extremely Difficult Task

  July 12, 2014 at 8:00 am

  Chan Ho-nam trudged wearily out of the Rio International Hotel in Porto Bay.

  Damn, this chick is something else, almost broke my back! One night, slept for only two hours, just thinking of sneaking out, didn't expect to be caught again, dragged back to bed and another intense battle, Chen Haonan silently spitting out bitter water.

  Ugh, if it weren't for the fact that they gave out a few extra tickets, I really didn't want to contribute again. Fortunately, my tongue wasn't needed... Wow, thinking about this, Chen Haonan couldn't help but feel nauseous and almost threw up.

  Normally, Chen Haonan wouldn't directly receive cash from guests, as they all pay by card, but maybe last night he served that woman particularly well, and she even specially gave an extra 400 riyals, equivalent to earning double the money...

  Forget it, this breakfast is hopeless, might as well find a place to sleep! Still have important things to attend to at noon anyway!

  The hotel entrance was already crowded with people, and Chen Haonan narrowed his somewhat dazed and tired eyes, gazing at the distant and inaccessible World Cup final venue in Brazil, with a hint of ripples rising in his heart.

  Can football be eaten as rice? Alas, everyone gets up so early, it's better for me to sell my body! On the contrary, he cried with a sad face and beckoned to the taxi stand in front of him. Before long, a red taxi drove over to his side.

  "Kopakabana Palace Restaurant, thank you." After throwing out this sentence, Chen Haonan fell asleep.

  The Copacabana Palace Hotel was less than three kilometers away, but he didn't feel like running there as he usually did. He was exhausted and sleep-deprived, and the thought of moving seemed impossible. The fare would be about eight reais, so he gritted his teeth and hailed a taxi instead.

  "Hey young man, why work so hard at such a young age? Your body is the capital of revolution!" The driver wasn't the first time to pick up Chen Haonan, on the contrary, from the day he started driving for the hotel, the first passenger he picked up was Chen Haonan.

  Every time he saw Chen Haonan walking out of the hotel with a lackluster expression, he was puzzled. Although they didn't travel together often, he couldn't help but feel curious whenever he saw him. He asked his colleagues and only then did he find out about Chen's special occupation.

  At this time, he saw Chen Haonan's exhausted state again, and he couldn't help but speak up to show his concern.

  Chen Haonan was already fast asleep, and the driver could only shake his head in resignation. Even if Chen Haonan were awake, would he dare to discuss Niulang's career with the driver? No...

  Although Chen Haonan did those things with a mask, the saying goes that good news doesn't spread far, but bad news travels a thousand miles. Paper can't wrap fire, and eventually, someone will expose him.

  It's really a matter of seconds, this is less than a five-minute journey, and he can still sleep through it! Being so tired is one thing, but rushing to the scene? Will he die from exhaustion? It seems that job is not for humans...

  The driver was still sighing after Chen Haonan got off the car, and in his opinion, he thought Chen Haonan would continue to serve women. Many women wake up early in the morning, like a volcanic eruption, especially able to make trouble...

  Chen Haonan got off the car and walked towards the back door of the Copacabana Palace Hotel, then took out a card from his pocket and went in very smoothly.

  In fact, this is his second workplace, the unit where he works during the day.

  He was also a restaurant waiter and dishwasher at the Copacabana Palace Hotel...

  Of course, he just moonlighted for that lunchtime job.

  After finding a spare place in the locker room, he changed into his work clothes and carefully put away the suit and mask that he had worn to eat.

  Alas, although I'm not good at playing football and don't have my own football locker room, at least I have a servant's locker room... Chan Ho-nam stood in front of the closet for a long time, sighing and self-mockingly.

  Finally fell on the chair and snored away...

  July 12, 2014 11:30

  Chen Haonan's broken mobile phone that he had been carrying with him finally rang, it was the alarm clock he set for himself.

  He reluctantly pressed down the alarm clock and quickly got up.

  Are we starting? He pressed his hand against his chest and closed his dim eyes again.

  God, forgive me for what I've done, I had no choice but to do this for my father, please forgive me...

  Yes, he is praying to God, seemingly in atonement.

  After atoning, he went to the water room to wash his face, then cleaned up his appearance and clothes, before walking spiritedly towards the leader.

  Chan Ho-nam is in the middle shift, so he must report to the team leader before 11:45.

  Today's guests are not ordinary, they are the Brazilian national football team!

  Yes, Chen Haonan today as one of the service staff, had the good fortune to provide service for Brazil's national football team stars, of course, this is a regular catering service, not a gigolo service, unless it's Daluo himself, otherwise currently the Brazilian national team doesn't have any interest in transvestites or gay friends...

  Before entering the kitchen, you have to go through another checkpoint, that is, everyone has to be checked once, this is to prevent someone from committing a crime, not for anything else, just to poison the Brazilian team!

  This is certainly not an exaggeration.

  Many people say that on the eve of the 1998 World Cup final in France, someone poisoned Ronaldo, causing him to faint, and he played like a sleepwalker in the game, resulting in Brazil losing the World Cup title.

  But this statement has never been given strong evidence and ultimately became a mystery of the world.

  Chen Haonan didn't believe it either. He was just born that year and everything he knew came from hearsay, until last month when he realized that nothing is absolute.

  And today, the Brazilian team is once again standing at the door of the final, and Brazilians will not let the opportunity to win the championship slip away from their home. Of course, these members of the Brazilian national team are no longer stars like Ronaldo and Rivaldo, but have been replaced by players like Neymar, Ganso, Lucas and so on.

  Although many things are not true, in fact, at the 2002 Korea-Japan World Cup, Brazil had already taken defensive measures to prevent accidents, and today they are even more prepared.

  Chen Haonan, like everyone else, raised his hands and let the security personnel scan him from head to toe. They even checked under his long hair that covered his ears. After this procedure, he still had to wash his hands again before entering.

  "Hao Nan, I told you to cut your hair short, why didn't you listen? Don't you want this job anymore?" The person in charge of the security check was a very fat middle-aged man. When Chen Hao Nan went to wash his hands, he couldn't help but nag him again, obviously familiar with Chen Hao Nan.

  "Alright, I know. I'll go get a haircut in two days." Chen Haonan smiled naturally and nodded slightly to the fatty, tucking his hair into his hat. However, unintentionally, he secretly poked his right index finger at the roots of his hair above his right ear with force, but this action looked so casual, just like he was smoothing out his hair, that nobody noticed it, even if they were watching on surveillance cameras...

  Alas! Will I end up harming Fat Uncle? If it weren't for Fat Uncle, I wouldn't have found such a well-paying and easy job. The way I'm doing things now will definitely lead to trouble in the end. But if I don't do it this way, Father won't have enough money to continue his treatment! 200,000 riyals... Alas, Uncle, even if I owe you one, I'll make sure to repay you well in the future, even if it means being a cow or a horse... Chen Haonan thought anxiously as he walked.

  It's no wonder, you've already walked up to the dinner table yourself.

  According to the strict roster arrangement, I am in charge of delivering soup, and the first dish of soup is delivered by myself.

  Chen Haonan stood in front of the vegetable soup, hesitated for half a second, and finally boldly picked up the soup.

  The soup is still steaming hot, according to the instructions above, he doesn't need to do anything, just naturally hold it with both hands, and his index finger will naturally be placed on the edge of the bowl, and the steam will naturally bring the medicine down and spread it in the bowl.

  Chen Haonan didn't know if this was feasible, but if doing so would get him 200,000 riyals, he'd do it. He held the soup tray and quickly passed through the entrance of the hall, almost reaching the players' dining area.

  That young man who is laughing and chatting, is now Brazil's biggest star, 21-year-old Neymar. Since fans compared his golden pompadour hairstyle to Pele's even more brainless hairstyle, he has had a low-key haircut, and now looks much better.

  Take another close look, and he's still quite handsome. At twenty-one years old, his face is still full of a delicate beauty, with two big eyes radiating an enchanting glow.

  Neymar, although young in years, scored six goals single-handedly in this World Cup and almost single-handedly brought Brazil into the final.

  Although the Brazilian team played at home this time, they were basically not favored. If it weren't for Neymar's heroic performance, the Brazilian team might have been eliminated by Japan in the round of 16. It's quite scary to say that Brazil was eliminated by Japan?

  Yes, at that time the game was in the first 75 minutes, Japan was leading Brazil by one to zero, but just when Brazilians were almost desperate, Neymar's two stunning goals sent Brazil into the quarterfinals in the last minute.

  Even Chen Haonan, who had never been fond of the Brazilian team, wanted Japan to sink at that time. He hated Brazil, but he hated Japan even more. Watching the Japanese being arrogant on Brazilian soil was very painful for him. There was no way around it, a congenital anti-Japanese complex.

  As for why he dislikes the Brazilian team, that's a long story... Because since he was 15 years old and his speed didn't increase, he almost every day had to suffer humiliation from players of the same age from Brazil, of course, it was on the football field. Who made him too sharp before the age of 15 and humiliated others first?

  The topic has gone off on a tangent...

  He also had the potential to reach Neymar's height, as long as his fate developed like he did before he was 15 years old. However, fate often plays tricks on people, and now he is just a waiter holding a tray, while in front of him are the world's top football superstars...

  Chen Haonan didn't have so many ripples in his mind, he just thought about safely passing the soup bowl over, then completing his task, and then going to collect his pay...

  Two million riyals, that's what he needs most at this time. Football, superstar, World Cup champion, all are just fleeting clouds in front of him. As long as Neymar and others drink the soup he is holding, everything will become beautiful again.

  Yes, the front is beautiful, just like Jesus waiting on the other side, only less than ten meters away, just cross that small arched gate and put down the soup plate...

  The future is like a waltz, the future is a symphony, but it suddenly stops abruptly!

  Bang!

  The sound is so crisp and loud, like the sound of an instrument being struck in the heart, as pleasant as a symphony of life.

  Chen Haonan's eyes were fixed on the front, and he didn't notice at all that someone was sneaking up behind him! His body was still so light and agile, and then he lightly brushed past him.

  Yes, just a brush past, and his right shoulder had an intimate contact with Chen Haonan, but it made Chen Haonan lose his balance.

  That unbalanced waltz is like crippled feet, that rhythm-less symphony is like a broken string's vigor, the soup bowl fell to the ground, instantly spilling out the pure white jade, and the fragrant aroma of the soup...

  "Ah, sorry, sorry......" The agile figure also turned around at that time, hastily apologizing, the voice was so youthful and sweet, the apology sincere and heartfelt.

  But Chen Haonan couldn't see the opponent at all, nor did he look at the opponent. He just felt that his head was severely hit, buzzing, and his vision became blurred. Neymar gradually disappeared, the shore gradually disappeared, happiness gradually disappeared, and those 200,000 reais also gradually disappeared...

  This... is so unbearable with shattered dreams.

  Splashed all over Chen Haonan, he stood there like a wooden chicken, being dragged away by his colleagues, without any extra movement, and the apologetic voice of "sorry, sorry" still echoed from behind.

  It's all over... everything is over...

  No soup, no money, nothing left.

  Chen Haonan curled up in the bathroom, letting the faucet wash his face, and the bitter tears flowed down his body, speechless for a long time.

  A perfect blow foiled at the last moment, fate once again played a trick on him.

  "My grass..."

  After soaking in the cool water for a long time, Chen Haonan finally let out a loud roar...