Late Night Bookstore

Chapter 171: 1 bookstore with salted fish

The next morning, Zhou Ze was still sitting on the sofa next to the glass window of the store and watching the Yangtze Evening News.

In front of him was a cup of coffee and a small cake.

The life of Boss Zhou is such a leisurely, such a waste of firewood.

At the beginning, Xu Qinglang once criticized Zhou Ze for having such a futile life. It was too salty, and it was a waste of your rebirth.

Most importantly, your "gold fingernails" are abandoned.

then

Then Xu Qinglang failed to change the boss Zhou continued to decadence, instead he was assimilated by the boss Zhou.

Originally, even one with more than 20 suites,

But still doing his own business to run the noodle restaurant without losing the second generation of the goal of life struggle,

Was slowly turned by boss Zhou,

It has also become a salted fish that started to care for itself.

In fact, Zhou Ze feels that his life is very good now, there are many in the store, and there are many rebirth articles. After the rebirth, he looks bitter and hatred, or the princes dominate the industry, or laugh the world.

If you have nothing to do, look through these, and then always say that the boss is different from the people inside.

But the old man can be relieved, of course, it is fake, and the protagonist in the house really and his boss are so basking in the sun every day,

Who else is watching?

Readers have come to see you sunbathing, sunbathing, sunbathing, sunbathing?

The priest in Spider-Man's clothes was cleaning. He cleaned very carefully, and he didn't let every detail go. For Zhou Ze's command, he could always carry it out without any discount.

Bai Yingying was a little thankful that this "peer" was a man, otherwise he would have to face competition again.

After the first hesitation, the old man also got used to the existence of the priest. Although he always smelled the barbecue when he first slept in a room together at night, he gradually got used to it.

Now, Lao Tao can finally spare his time, learning to find a sofa lying down like his own boss, drinking tea, looking at Xiao Huang, and enjoy life leisurely.

Business during the day has always been deserted.

There are no guests.

and so,

The owner of the shop is reading the newspaper in the sun,

Lao Tao is drinking tea to see Xiao Huang,

Xu Qinglang is preparing his new cocktail,

Bai Yingying took the phone to fight the glory of the dead,

The little monkey stole the old peanuts and lay there to sleep.

Up and down a room,

There is a smell of salted fish everywhere,

The atmosphere of the crowded South Street Commercial Street outside the house is simply out of place.

It was not until noon that a guest came to the door.

Xu Qinglang raised his head and saw a young man entering the door. The man was tall and looked weak, but he had a lot of unruly faces on his face. At first glance, he had been neglected.

Someone disturbed himself, Xu Qinglang was very dissatisfied. He glanced at the sign of "minimum 100 per capita consumption" and wondered if he was not dark enough?

How about changing to "One Thousand" next time?

Otherwise, there are always people who feel like they have a little money and want to feel the petty bourgeoisie come in to disturb themselves.

Clearly doing ghost business, what lively people live together?

Just sit here for a hundred dollars, watch, drink some instant coffee or milk tea,

484 silly?

The man pointed to the wine glass in front of Xu Qinglang and said:

"cocktail."

Then, the man sat down in front of Xu Qinglang.

Xu Qinglang nodded. Although he felt uncomfortable with being disturbed, he came from the catering industry after all.

At the moment, a cocktail was quickly prepared and sent to the man.

The man took a sip, quite satisfied, and then lay down on the edge of the bar with his head on his head, just looking at Xu Qinglang.

At the beginning, Xu Qinglang didn't feel anything, but the other party had been lying there, drinking a sip of wine, and then continuing to look at himself, drinking another sip of wine, and continuing to look at himself.

Xu Qinglang had a feeling of being served by the other party.

It’s pretty good for women, it’s a lot of praise, but Old Xu always feels like a man,

Oh no,

He is a man, not that.

This made Lao Xu a little uncomfortable and a little dissatisfied. "Want to drink?"

"You look really good."

The man laughed suddenly.

A look of hi in Chinese.

Xu Qinglang breathed a sigh of relief and licked his lips. He was about to hit someone.

"Hey, you look so beautiful, surely many men like you?"

The other party asked again.

Xu Qinglang opened his sleeves, ready to hit someone.

"It must be there, hey, do you want to beat me? Think I'm insulting you?"

The man raised his head, looked at Xu Qinglang, then stretched his finger to his face,

"You fight, call me."

He is so cheap,

Instead, Xu Qinglang felt a little embarrassed to hit him, but still said in a deep voice:

"I am normal in that respect."

"Oh."

The man responded, looking disappointed, and then took the wine glass and took another sip.

"How's it, someone has a crush on you?"

Boss Zhou who had finished the sun came over at this time.

At this time, the man seemed to be drunk, but also seemed to have been angry, and immediately dropped the glass in his hand to the ground.

"Slap" with a crisp sound,

The wine glass shattered.

"Spider-Man", who was cleaning, stopped moving. He came over and looked at the guest and Zhou Ze.

meaning is,

Should this person kill him?

Spider-Man has already revealed the murderous opportunity.

Zhou Ze waved his hand.

Spiderman retreated immediately and continued to clean his own sanitation on the other side.

"Sorry, I compensate."

The man took out his wallet.

"Fallen with love?" Zhou Ze asked.

The man shook his head, "Unemployed."

"Understood." Zhou Ze shrugged.

The man looked at Xu Qinglang, gave the money first, and then said: "Can I have another glass of wine?"

Xu Qinglang nodded and made another glass of wine for him, then pointed to the cup specifically: "This cup is a craft, bought for two thousand pieces."

The implication is that if you drop the cup again, you will lose two thousand.

The man froze for a moment, smiled pretendingly, and took a sip.

Zhou Ze sat down next to him and said to the man:

"If you don't mind, you can tell us what you are unhappy about and make us happy."

""man.

The man smiled bitterly and said:

"I turned out to be the deputy director of the logistics department at Tongcheng University."

"You're the director when you're so young." Lao Tao also came over at this time. "Are your family relationship hard?"

""man.

"Ignore them and continue." Xu Qinglang urged, "The tragic thing has not happened yet."

""man.

The man nodded and said, "Because there are stray dogs biting people on campus, I was held accountable and dismissed. My previous job was responsible for campus security."

"Then you deserve it, your work is negligent." Lao Tao analyzed next to him.

"The problem is that last year I planned to take the security guards and take the stray dogs away from the school. We did it too, but it was stopped later."

The man took a deep breath and spit it out heavily.

"Stopped by the leader?"

"Stopped by the students," the man replied.

"Are they going to stop for Mao?"

"They said we were too cruel and uncaring because we had contacted the local stray animal rescue station at that time, they were also under great pressure and could not receive so many stray animals. We plan to send them away if we can. If you don’t approve, if you can’t put it away, you can kill it directly."

"Slay it directly? Gee, it's cruel." The old man smashed it and smashed his mouth. "But yes, it can't endanger the students in the school, otherwise it will be big."

"Later I remember that some students wrote articles on the Internet to expose our affairs, and they were reprinted by the media. The title is:."

"Huh, this hat is well covered." The old critic commented.

"At that time, it was because the students hung banners to protest and obstructed our actions. The last thing was gone and could not be carried on."

The man wiped his mouth, then moved the glass to the side, so he dared to pat the table vigorously to vent his dissatisfaction:

"The worst thing is that last week, two female students were attacked by a group of stray dogs at school at night. Both of them were bitten and taken to hospital!

Then the school held accountable and became my responsibility, and opened me directly! "

The man patted the table again,

"I was dissatisfied and really dissatisfied. When I was going to take security to solve this problem, not only the students in the school scolded me, but also a large group of people on the Internet scolded me. I was therefore criticized and punished for this.

Now that the stray dog bite, it was me who was responsible for it, and it became my negligence again. "

Old saying goes, patting the man on the shoulder,

This one is really unlucky.

"This is also impossible. After all, protecting small animals is now "politically correct."

Xu Qinglang got a fruit bowl and pushed it in front of the man, comforting him.

The man murmured again for a while, and then he walked out of the shop desolately. Whether he continued to go to the restaurant to get drunk or sleep at home was not known.

Too old, he said to Xu Qinglang: "Old Xu, what did you just say correctly?"

"Politically correct."

"Oh, yes, it's just a gadget. I think I hate the word now. I used to be suspended for several times in the live broadcast room. For this reason, I said that I satirize which group or something, somehow, even talking. It’s said that it’s unfavorable, and who hurt who carelessly with little attention, what kind of heart is that gang?"

The oldest live broadcast, although older, but also very trendy.

"Political correctness is needed," Zhou Ze said. "It's just that it's becoming more and more deformed and abused.

When the social protection of certain groups exceeds the pursuit of truth, it means that it has a problem. "

"Yes, that's how it feels. The boss is really brilliant and awesome, no, I have to find a pen and paper to record it, and try to figure out and feel."

The old man knows his job responsibilities, and cleaning is secondary. When he needs it, giving his boss "66666" is his own job.

"Well, don't talk about this, what to eat at noon?" Zhou Ze asked Xu Qinglang.

"Scrambled eggs with leeks, fried fungus with leeks, fried sliced pork with leeks, fried beef whip with leeks, egg flower soup with leeks"

"Huh?" Zhou Ze.

"To make up for you, tired last night." Xu Qinglang gave a concerned look.

"Zhou Ze.

what,

Hesitated for a long time,

Zhou Ze glanced and found that Baiyingying was still there to focus on the glory of the deceased,

He nodded implicitly~www.wuxiaspot.com~.

Ask for the monthly ticket, help the house to the top ten in the total list,

The dragon rolls and asks for a monthly ticket,