Quadruple split

Game time PM14:19

Cole, or rather Cordova, who changed back into a servant's uniform, walked out of the cellar with a pale face, nodded slightly to the old man who was still behind the counter cleaning glasses, and left quickly without looking back.

After a while, he took off the [Hundred Forms] mask that transformed into Cole's face, and Mo Tan, wearing the same full-cover leather armor that the former came from, returned to the ground, and put a piece of the Gold Coin Chamber of Commerce's The voucher was placed in front of the old man: "Thank you for the hospitality."

"You're welcome."

The old man grinned, showing his yellow teeth, and his wrinkled face looked half human and half ghost: "After all, I didn't even serve you a drink."

"I believe you only had no intention of serving alcohol for the sake of our health."

Mo Tan glanced at the cup in the other person's hand that no longer had its original appearance, shrugged slightly, and then left the shabby tavern that few people visited with light steps. It was very different from the heavy steps when someone came out just now. distinct.

thirty minutes later

Free City, No Night Zone Traveler Hostel

At some point, Mo Tan, who had changed back into the white robe + hard cover book + lute combination, hummed a tune and walked past the hotel door. He glanced at the sign that said 'Closed for half a day, maid is in training' As well as the excited, noisy and dense group of new and old customers around them, they took two familiar turns and walked around to the back door of the hotel where there was no human hair at all, and strolled in as if they were returning to their own home.

It is worth mentioning that the reason why there are so many people in front of the main entrance but there is no one at the back entrance is not because those people who have completely fallen in love with Night Zone Hostel are ill-informed. After all, this place is only so big in total. It is naturally unrealistic that no one knows where the back door is. After all, the reason why no one tries to try their luck at the back door is just because everyone knows the rules better.

In a land like the Free City, where all kinds of taboos and unspoken rules are printed in books and can even kill an ogre, blocking the back door is very easy to cause misunderstandings. The reason is very simple, just take the Wanderer Hostel For example, since the door is closed, it naturally means that it is temporarily inconvenient to open to pick up customers. It doesn't matter if you wait at the door, queue up in advance, or make a passionate appeal, but sneaking around and doing things like this is standard. It's an act that crosses the line, and in a place like the City of Freedom, without a certain level of background, any 'out of line' behavior will lead to very bad consequences, including death.

In addition, this is not a small workshop, but the Wanderer Hostel with its influence spread across the entire continent and its headquarters in the Free City. Naturally, no one will want to cause trouble for him.

The reason why Mo Tan was able to go through the back door was even simpler, because at least for the Wuye Division, this guy was definitely one of our own.

"Hey~ what's going on today?"

Mo Tan, who strolled in from the back door, greeted Weiyang. He walked to the bar and poured himself a glass of juice without thinking of himself as an outsider. He asked with a smile, "It's as crowded as a biology class outside." , why won’t such a good business be opened?”

Weiyang, the only one still wearing a maid uniform in the store, glanced up at him while sweeping the floor, and asked curiously: "What biology courseware?"

""Fertilization", don't tell me you haven't learned it."

Mo Tan raised his eyebrows and sighed: "I think that was the only reason why I didn't drop out of school early."

"Your motivation is quite unique."

Yu Ying, who was lying on a table in the corner, raised her head and laughed dryly with the corner of her mouth twitching.

"you are welcome."

Mo Tan nodded very helpfully.

"No one is praising you."

Weiyang rolled his eyes and explained absentmindedly while continuing the third round of cleaning today: "There are two reasons for not opening today. The main reason is that business is really good these days, and the purchase efficiency is relatively poor. As a result, all kinds of material reserves are in short supply. If we continue to do business, the ratio of juice to water will become 1:10."

Mo Tan first took a sip of the juice he had just poured, and then looked at Weiyang suspiciously for a while. It was not until the latter was stared at that he picked up the broom and was ready to fight, then he frowned and asked: "What do you think about juice?" How do you understand this word?"

"The water squeezed out of the peel is also considered juice."

Weiyang answered without thinking, put down the broom and shook his wings lazily: "Do you have any objections?"

Mo Tan raised a glass to her, saying that he had no objection, and then asked casually: "Is there another reason?"

Weiyang pursed his lips in the direction of the corner of the hall: "Kero has been under a lot of psychological pressure recently and is not in good shape at work. Junjun decided to give him some psychological counseling."

Mo Tan followed Weiyang's small mouth and found that Jun Wu and Ke Luo were indeed sitting in the corner of the hall. One of them had gold-rimmed glasses and an elegant smile, talking eloquently. The other had a rag on his shoulders and looked haggard and confused. The atmosphere was There was harmony.

Mo Tan was not polite, he walked over with the 'juice' in his hand, one step at a time, he casually pulled out the chair next to the two of them and squatted down: "What are you talking about?"

"Well, we are chatting~"

Jun Wu smiled warmly at Mo Tan, then turned to look at Crowe again: "So, this is the situation, this is the thing, do you understand?"

Crowe, who was in a sluggish state, blinked mechanically, and after holding it in for a while, he finally managed to say: "Huh?"

"It's what I just told you."

Jun Wu showed his signature, refreshing and bright smile that made people feel like they were bathing in spring breeze: "Didn't I make the truth very clear? What do you think, Crow?"

Crowe, who was almost bald from the words, tried his best to think about it. After sorting it out for a long time, he asked with a pale face: "You mean to let me continue to work hard?"

Jun Wu nodded with satisfaction, and then added: "Then keep up the good work."

Crowe just felt that he was not feeling well. He remembered that at first he was protesting against the inhumane exploitation and oppression of his employees by the bastard in front of him. However, after sitting down and chatting for an hour, it became that he must continue to work hard and make persistent efforts. What's up?

If you try harder, you will die, okay!

"Then that boss"

Resisting the urge to slap Jun Wu to death, Crowe took a few deep breaths and stuttered, "I understand everything you said, but"

"That's fine then."

Jun Wu interrupted him quickly, with a happy expression on his face: "It's easy to handle once you understand. Go to work quickly. The half-day I was wasted doing psychological counseling for you will not be deducted from my salary. You just have to be more conscious and work overtime for two more days. It's not easy to go out and earn a living. Human beings should be considerate of each other."

Crowe panicked at that time: "No, no! Actually, I don't understand!"

"Huh? Turns out I didn't understand."

Jun Wu, who had half raised his buttocks, quickly sat back and said to Crowe seriously: "If you don't understand, just say it. Okay, then I'll tell you again. You have to listen carefully this time. First, let's Let’s first analyze it from the perspective of enterprise size.”

Bang!

Crowe hit his head on the table: "Kill me!"

"How much do you pay me to kill you?"

Jun Wu frowned, and then asked calmly.

(After working overtime) Crowe, who had red eyes, gritted his teeth and raised his head: "Boss! You work nineteen hours a day. You have to settle accounts, stock up, bartender, front desk, serve dishes, call orders, purchase, and more. I want skewers! I really can’t do it anymore!”

"Tsk, tsk."

Mo Tan, who was squatting on the chair next to him, couldn't help but shake his head and sighed: "How cheap."

Jun Wu, who had the same idea, smacked his lips and said with sincere relief: "If you really can't stand it, you can stop doing it."

"I didn't mean that."

Croya was almost broken, and he said sadly: "I just want to take a breath!"

"Oh, then you breathe first."

Jun Wu nodded, made a 'please' gesture, then adjusted his sitting posture, took Mo Tan's hand and said, "How are you doing?"

"so far so good."

"have you eaten?"

"Not yet."

"Want something to eat here?"

"Eat some, eat some."

"Okay, wait until Crowe finishes breathing and let him roast two skewers of kidneys for you."

"Ok, Ok"

"Ahem."

To be honest, if Crowe's mental quality wasn't quite good, he would have cried by now.

Seeing that Crowe couldn't take a breath and was choked, Jun Wu's face turned red, and he quickly asked with concern: "Are you done breathing? After you're done breathing, go roast your waist."

"boss!"

Crowe suddenly stood up and said loudly with a broken face: "Stop playing with me! I will"

"Okay, then I won't play anymore."

As a result, Jun Wu nodded very happily, and then gently pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses: "Mr. Crow Illumina, I don't know that you declined the opportunity to stay at the Black Gold Cross Street Hotel some time ago, but you Why did you choose to come to our place to settle accounts (preparing stocks, bartending, serving dishes, calling orders to purchase skewers at the front desk)?"

"I just want to wait less! Wait! What did you say!?"

Crowe subconsciously followed the previous words and said half a sentence more, and then suddenly reacted and looked at Jun Wu dumbfounded.

The latter smiled and said leisurely: "Isn't what I said clear enough? Mr. Cro Illumina, as the only apprentice of our big boss of the hotel and the former person in charge of the Venn City Hotel, a person like you is willing to come The reason for working here is really curious.”

Boom!

A crisp cracking sound came from not far away. Mo Tan looked back and saw the trainee girl named Liumu Qinkebel looking stupidly towards this side, with a pair of big eyes full of confusion. Jun Wu and Crowe were switching back and forth, and the two cups they were holding in their hands just now were shattered on the ground.

"Rang rang goo."

Weiyang trotted all the way to Xiao Liu and swept away the glass shards on the ground, then gently patted the latter's trembling shoulders and comforted him: "I understand your shock, but if the cup is broken, it is broken. Go back Please cut your skirt two centimeters shorter to apologize."

In the next second, Xiao Liu forgot all about the big boss's apprentice and the former person in charge of the Wayne City Hotel. All that was left in his mind was a series of "cut the skirt two centimeters shorter" played in a loop.

"You knew this already?!"

Crowe ignored Xiao Liu and just looked at the smiling Jun Wu in shock. Then he turned to look at Mo Tan, Wei Yang and Yu Ying who were very calm. His voice was trembling: "You all know?!"

Weiyang nodded generously: "I know."

Yu Ying raised her eyelids with interest: "I didn't know before, but now I know."

Mo Tan gave Crowe a friendly smile: "Didn't we travel together for a while before?"

"It's really you!"

Crona's mind, which had been hazy during this period, finally regained its clarity. He pointed at the tip of Mo Tan's nose and said angrily: "You are indeed in the same group with them, Cordoba Rubi!"

Mo Tan shrugged and said helplessly: "The length of your reflex arc is simply heartbreaking."

Although he didn't know what a 'reflection arc' was, Crowe was not stupid enough to understand what Mo Tan meant, and immediately retorted: "I have noticed you for a long time, but it's just that during this period, Yes. Damn it, if I hadn’t been doing endless chores, I should have discovered it long ago!”

There is nothing wrong with what he said sincerely. Crowe had indeed noticed Mo Tan when he first came to Wuye District Hostel to make soy sauce. He was crazily squeezed by this mentality and no longer had time to think about it. Instead, he struggled in the seemingly endless overtime hell. He got up earlier than a chicken and went to bed later than a dog every day, let alone Mo Tan. I almost forgot my last name.

I almost forgot that when Jun Wu said the name 'Cro Illumina' just now, he responded sincerely for two seconds.

"Don't get excited, don't get excited, sit down and talk if you have anything to say."

Mo Tan smiled and expressed relief, and after Crowe sat down, he kindly persuaded: "We are indeed a team, are you angry?"

"Gah!"

The black raven that had always been shrouded in shadow suddenly appeared on Crowe's left shoulder. Its red eyes stared at Mo Tan, exuding a very strange cold pressure that was not strong but very strange. Jun Wu, Wei Yang and Xiao Liu San Everyone's body was shocked.

"Calm down, Mr. Crowe."

Mo Tan, however, looked at the other party unmoved and chuckled: "Since you have the courage to come here to apply for a job, and you have the courage to refuse to stay at the Black Gold Cross Street Hotel, I think you are not a sore loser. people."

Jun Wu also ignored his rapidly declining physical strength, raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Yes, I think Mr. Crowe would be more inclined to figure out how he lost than to vent his dissatisfaction through violent means. "

"All in all, I wholeheartedly advise you to put this bird away as soon as possible."

Mo Tan grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth, and gently licked the corners of his lips.

"This thing really makes my index finger move."

Chapter 672: End