The Apocalyptic Boss Raises Buns In the Interstellar

Indeed, Jun Moyao's countless performances were all to enter this place smoothly.

This is the twenty-third shop after coming out of the Hunter's House.

There are more human races coming and going here than the other families.

When Jun Moyao entered, his face still had the anger left over from the previous family.

He rushed to push away the person who was blocking him, and went to the counter privately.

And the stewards here have long known about his behavior in the more than 20 shops in front.

Therefore, seeing him coming in, the store manager immediately greeted him with a smile: "Come on, little brother, you must be exhausted after walking such a long distance."

"Come here for a sip of tea. Old brother, I managed to get this from the master's young master."

Jun Moyao still looked full of anger: "Drinking tea is so boring, if you want to drink, give me a glass of wine, I want the strongest."

His reaction was like a vulgar man who was extremely disappointed and wanted to find a place to confide his frustration.

The reason why I dare to say that I want to drink the strongest wine.

It's because he knows very well that the strongest wine in StarCraft is only one-third of that of Si Ling's.

Moreover, the alcohol concentration of the synthetic wine is diluted to the maximum during the synthesis process, so it will not be drunk at all.

"Hahaha... the little brother is refreshing!"

When the counter manager heard this, he couldn't help but laughed heartily and gave him a thumbs up, "I want to drink, yes."

As he spoke, he came out from behind the counter and greeted him cordially: "Come on, old brother, let me buy you a drink."

While greeting Jun Moyao, the steward also secretly gave the person next to him a wink.

"It's still your brother who is open and bright."

Jun Moyao looked stunned by his cheerful personality, chatted and laughed with others, and entered the back of the shop.

People passing by in the shop could still hear his silly words: "Let me tell you, you are the brightest old man I have ever met."

"Those stewards in front are really nothing."

The steward: "Yes, yes, don't worry, little brother, our Yu Youhui has always been an open business, and we are absolutely innocent."

"I believe."

A silly voice came from behind, and soon there was no movement.

And the guests who were still doing business here, when they heard this, gradually began to disappear quietly.

Interstellar, how many fools can there be?

The phrase "Nothing to be courteous to, rape or steal" is the motto of every Star Hunter to be alert to himself at all times.

Now that a simple-minded guy has been invited into the backyard with such enthusiasm, everyone present knows what may happen next.

If you don't want to be involved, it is wise to choose to leave.

Seeing this, the staff in the shop didn't care too much.

As long as everyone doesn't hinder them from making big money, and be smart enough not to go out and talk nonsense, everyone can live in peace.

And these guys in front of me are all regulars on this street, they know more than some shop assistants.

"Where's the wine? Hurry up."

In a reception room in the backyard of Yu Youhui, Jun Moyao was still naive, sitting on the only massage chair, looking at the old man in front of him as a matter of course.

"Don't worry."

The old man comforted, "Good wine is always something to treasure."

"I've ordered someone to send it from the place where the fine wine is stored. Let's wait patiently."

While speaking, the old man smiled and looked at the young man in front of him: "Well, it will take some time to wait for the wine to come, why don't you let my brother have a look at the star beast materials you have in hand."

Jun Mo Yao hesitated for a while, and then pretended to be straightforward: "Okay."

"Let me tell you, that's your brother. I don't trust others at all."

While speaking, he began to take things out.