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Chapter 92: Petty bourgeoisie book bar

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Looking at the increasingly familiar scenery outside, Yu Shengxia turned around and said, "Going to Huocheng?"

This was the road to Huocheng Group. Huo Yannian did not nod or deny it. He just drove the car on his own. When he arrived at the intersection in front of Huocheng Group, he suddenly turned right. After driving for a while, he stopped steadily. At the entrance of a store.

Yu Shengxia looked outside suspiciously, then looked at Huo Yannian, and saw Huo Yannian taking out his wallet from his pocket and handing it to her: "I have something to deal with, wait for me here, don't run around. "

After saying that, he unbuckled Yu Shengxia's seat belt. Yu Shengxia was a little confused. Until he got out of the car and watched Huo Yannian leave, Yu Shengxia didn't even recover. Looking at the wallet in his hand, he put the wallet Give her...what to do

Looking back at the shop behind me, there is a row of old buildings, two-story buildings, which are all very stylish coffee shops, and this one behind me is no exception.

Huo Yannian wants her to wait for him here

Pursing her lips, Yu Shengxia walked in. There were not many people in the shop. Only then did she realize that it was actually a book bar. To be precise, it was a combination of a book bar and a coffee shop.

The decoration is very bourgeois, very warm and very retro, which is Yu Shengxia's favorite style.

"Miss, what would you like to drink?"

Yu Shengxia looked at the drink list. It was not cheap, more expensive than Starbucks. But now, what Miss Shengxia was holding was Huo Yannian's wallet. He gave it to her just for her use.

Huh, no need for it!

"Please give me a cup of jasmine tea!"

"OK, just a second."

Yu Shengxia looked at the surrounding environment. The stairs were winding up. Yu Shengxia said, "Can I go to the second floor?"

"Okay, Miss, you can go and sit down first. I will help you bring the tea up later."

"OK, thanks!"

Going up the winding stairs, Yu Shengxia found that there was no one on the second floor. There were rows of books on the wall, neatly placed.

Yu Shengxia walked aside and looked at the books above. He was very surprised. The books here were all very literary novels or essays, not magazines.

They are available in ancient and modern times, both at home and abroad, and many of them are very old. It can be seen that they are a bit old. Yu Shengxia carefully picked up a book that was still bound with thread - "The Story of the Stone".

As a former top talent in the Chinese Department, Yu Shengxia had a special preference for "Dream of Red Mansions". Many people found it boring, but she just liked it. The waiter brought the tea, and Yu Shengxia sat down by the window, holding the I read this book with great interest.

This book was a pure ancient text, without even annotations, but Yu Shengxia liked it very much. Before she knew it, it was approaching dusk. Huo Yannian called and asked her to come down, but Yu Shengxia couldn't bear to part with the book in her hand.

When I went downstairs, I asked the waiter: "Can you sell the books here? I want to buy this one!"

"Please wait a moment. Some of the books we have here can be sold and some cannot. I want to ask the boss."

After some inquiries, the book in Yu Shengxia's hand could be sold, but it was very expensive. The reason was that such a book was already rare to see. As a die-hard fan of Hongxue, Yu Shengxia really liked it and hesitated. At worst, she would get paid. Pay off the debt.

"I want it."

"Okay, miss, do you want to pay by card or cash?"

Although Huo Yannian gave her his wallet, in midsummer he found that there was almost no cash in it, only a bunch of cards.