"Miss Sampson, you really have a keen eye." The employee leading the way in front turned around with a cheerful smile, scratching his head a bit awkwardly, "Could I ask you a favor, Miss Sampson, not to tell our leader that I'm still working part-time as a security guard? My family is recently facing difficulties, urgently needing money. I had no choice but to look for a part-time job. The security work over there is easy, three shifts, doesn't conflict with my work here, that's why I went there for part-time."
"Miss Sampson, I'm begging you, please don't report me, or else I'll lose both jobs. My family is currently relying on me to support everyone. If I lose the job, we won't have a way to live." The male employee pleaded earnestly.
"Rest assured, I won't report you," Jane Sampson shook her head, "I just looked at your back earlier, found it a bit familiar, took a closer look, and was surprised to recognize you."
