The next morning, Zhou Ze sat on the sofa next to the glass window of the bookstore and read the Yangtze Evening News as usual.
There is a cup of coffee and a small piece of cake in front of me.
Boss Zhou's life is so leisurely, he is so useless, he has so little ambition, he just muddles through and lives from day to day.
At first, Xu Qinglang criticized Zhou Ze for living like this and saying that he had no future, that he was too lazy and that he wasted his rebirth.
Most importantly, your "golden fingernails" will be wasted.
Then…
Then Xu Qinglang was unable to change Boss Zhou and continued to become decadent, but instead he was assimilated by Boss Zhou.
Originally, even if one has more than 20 houses,
But he still runs his own noodle shop and has not lost his life goal.
Boss Zhou slowly bent it.
I also started to take care of my skin and beauty and know how to take care of myself.
In fact, Zhou Ze feels that he is living a good life now. There are many novels in the bookstore, as well as many rebirth stories. After being reborn, each of them is full of hatred and resentment, or becomes a king or a hero, or dominates the world.
When the old Taoist has nothing to do, he will flip through these books and always say that the boss is different from the people in the books.
But the old Taoist himself can also let it go. The book is, of course, fake, and the protagonist in the book really lives a life of basking in the sun like his boss every day.
Who else is watching
Readers will come and see you basking in the sun, basking in the sun, and basking in the sun again every day
The priest wearing Spider-Man's clothes was cleaning. He cleaned very carefully, not missing any details. He always carried out Zhou Ze's requests without any compromise.
Bai Yingying was somewhat fortunate that this "colleague" was a man, otherwise she would have to face competition again.
After getting over the initial confusion, the Taoist got used to the priest's presence. Although he could always smell the barbecue when they slept in the same room at night, he gradually got used to it.
Now, the old Taoist can finally spare some free time, and follow his boss's example, find a sofa to lie down, drink some tea, read some pornographic books, and enjoy life leisurely.
Business during the day is always very quiet.
There weren't many guests.
so,
The bookstore owner is reading a newspaper in the sun.
The old Taoist priest was drinking tea and reading pornographic books.
Xu Qinglang is mixing his own new cocktail.
Bai Yingying is playing Glory of the Dead on her phone.
The little monkey ate the peanuts from the Taoist priest and when he was full he lay down to sleep.
All over the house,
The smell of salted fish is everywhere.
It is totally out of tune with the atmosphere of the crowded South Street commercial street outside the house.
It was not until noon that a customer came.
Xu Qinglang raised his head and saw a young man coming in. The man was tall and looked weak, but he had a lot of stubble on his face, and it was obvious that he had neglected to take care of himself recently.
Xu Qinglang was very dissatisfied with being disturbed. He looked back at the sign that said "Minimum consumption per person 100 yuan", wondering if his family was not shady enough
How about just changing it to “one thousand” next time
Otherwise, there will always be people who think they have some money and want to experience the petty-bourgeois atmosphere and come in to disturb you.
It's clearly a ghost business, why are living people joining in the fun
Just sit here for a hundred bucks, read a book, drink some instant coffee or milk tea.
484 Stupid
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 being disturbed, he was in the catering industry after all, so he would not do anything to the customers.
At that moment, a cocktail was quickly prepared and brought to the man.
The man took a sip, feeling quite satisfied. Then he leaned over the bar, resting his head on his head, and just looked at Xu Qinglang.
At first, Xu Qinglang didn't think anything of it, but the other party just kept lying there, took a sip of wine, and then continued to look at him, then took another sip of wine, and continued to look at him.
Xu Qinglang felt like he was being used as a pawn by the other party.
When used to describe a woman, "a feast for the eyes" is considered to be more of a compliment, but Lao Xu always thinks he is a man.
Oh no,
He is a man, not a feeling.
This made Lao Xu feel uncomfortable, and he asked with some dissatisfaction: "Do you want more wine?"
"You're really good-looking."
The man suddenly laughed.
He looks like a chivalrous man.
Xu Qinglang let out a long sigh and licked his lips. He was about to hit someone.
"Hey, you're so beautiful, there must be a lot of men who like you, right?"
The other party asked again.
Xu Qinglang rolled up his sleeves and prepared to hit someone.
"Of course there is. Hey, do you want to hit me? Do you think I insulted you?"
The man raised his head, looked at Xu Qinglang, then pointed at his face.
"Go ahead and hit me."
He is so mean.
Xu Qinglang felt a little embarrassed to hit him, but still said in a deep voice:
"I'm pretty normal in that regard."
"oh."
The man responded, looking a little disappointed, then picked up the glass and took another sip.
"So, someone's interested in you?"
Boss Zhou, who had just finished basking in the sun, came over at this time.
The man seemed to be drunk at this time, and also seemed to be angry. He threw the wine glass in his hand to the ground.
There was a crisp sound.
The wine glass shattered all over the floor.
"Spider-Man" who was cleaning stopped, walked over, looked at the guest, and then looked at Zhou Ze.
Meaning,
Should I kill this person
Spider-Man already revealed murderous intent.
Zhou Ze waved his hand.
Spider-Man immediately retreated and continued to clean up on the other side.
"I'm sorry, I'll compensate you."
The man took out his wallet.
"Broken heart?" Zhou Ze asked.
The man shook his head. "I'm unemployed."
"I understand." Zhou Ze shrugged.
The man looked at Xu Qinglang, gave him the money first, and then said, "Can you give me another glass of wine?"
Xu Qinglang nodded, made another glass of wine for him, and pointed at the cup and said, "This cup is a work of art. I bought it for two thousand yuan."
The implication is that if you break the cup again, you will have to pay two thousand.
The man was stunned for a moment, smiled awkwardly, and then 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 makes you unhappy and make us happy."
“… …” man.
The man smiled bitterly and said:
"I used to be the deputy director of the logistics department at Tongcheng University."
"You're so young and you're already the director." The old Taoist also came over at this time, "Your family must have strong connections, right?"
“… …” man.
"Ignore them and continue talking." Xu Qinglang urged, "It's not the tragic part yet."
“… …” man.
The man nodded and said, "Because there was an incident of a stray dog biting someone on campus, I was held responsible and fired. My previous job was to be responsible for campus safety."
"You deserve it. You were negligent in your work." The old Taoist analyzed.
“The problem is that I was planning to take the security guards with me last year to catch all the stray dogs in the school, and we did it, but we were stopped.”
The man took a deep breath and exhaled heavily.
"Stopped by the leader?"
“We were stopped by students,” the man replied.
"Um... why would they stop it?"
"They said what we did was too cruel and heartless. We had contacted the local stray animal rescue station at the time, but they were under a lot of pressure and couldn't accept so many stray animals. We planned to send away as many as we could, and for those that we couldn't send away or place, we would just kill them."
"Kill him directly? Tsk tsk, how cruel." The old Taoist smacked his lips. "But that's right, we can't put the students in danger in school, otherwise it will be a big deal."
"Later, I remember a student wrote an article online exposing our situation, which was also reprinted by the media. The title was:
"How can a university that can't even accommodate a stray dog accommodate a human being?"
"Tsk tsk, this hat is well made." The old Taoist commented.
"At that time, it was because the students put up banners to protest and obstructed our actions that the last incident was left unresolved and could not proceed."
The man wiped his mouth, then moved his glass to the side. Only then did he dare to slap 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 sent to the hospital!
Then the school held me responsible, and it became my fault, so they fired me directly!"
The man slapped the table hard again.
"I don't accept it, I really don't accept it. When I was going to bring security to solve this problem, not only did the students in the school scold me, but there was also a large group of people scolding me online. I was criticized and punished for this.
Now that a stray dog has bitten someone, I am still the one who is held responsible, and it has become my fault again.”
Upon hearing this, the old Taoist reached out and patted the man on the shoulder.
This person is really unlucky.
"There's nothing we can do about it. After all, protecting small animals is now 'politically correct'."
Xu Qinglang made a fruit plate and pushed it in front of the man to comfort him.
The man complained for a while and then walked out of the bookstore dejectedly. It was unknown whether he continued to go to the restaurant to get drunk or went home to sleep.
The Taoist priest turned around and said to Xu Qinglang, "Old Xu, what did you just say was correct?"
“Political correctness.”
"Oh, yes, that's the thing. Now I feel that I really hate this word. My live broadcast room was blocked several times before, all because of this reason. They said I was satirizing a certain group or something. It was inexplicable. I couldn't even speak clearly. If I wasn't careful, I would hurt someone. Why are those people so fragile?"
The old man who does live broadcasts is very fashionable even though he is old.
"Political correctness is necessary." Zhou Ze said, "It's just that it's becoming more and more distorted and abused.
When society's emotional protection of certain groups exceeds its pursuit of the truth, it means there is something wrong."
"Yes, that's the feeling. Boss, what you said is so insightful and wonderful. No, I have to find a pen and paper to write it down and think about it carefully."
The old Taoist knows his job responsibilities. Cleaning is secondary. His main job is to give the boss "66666" when necessary.
"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. What are we having for lunch?" Zhou Ze asked Xu Qinglang.
“Scrambled eggs with leek, fried black fungus with leek, fried pork slices with leek, fried bull whip with leek, leek egg drop soup…”
"Hmm?" Zhou Ze.
"Let me replenish you. You must be exhausted last night." Xu Qinglang gave him a concerned look.
“… …” Zhou Ze.
ah,
After hesitating for a long time,
Zhou Ze took a look and found that Bai Yingying was still concentrating on playing Glory of the Dead.
He implicitly said,
Nodded.
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