Chapter 171

The next morning, Zhou Ze still sat on the sofa next to the window of the bookstore and looked at the Yangtze Evening News.

There is a cup of coffee and a small cake in front of him.

Boss Zhou's life is so leisurely, so wasteful, so not much self-motivated, just muddling along, just muddling along.

At the beginning, Xu Qinglang once criticized Zhou Ze for having no future to muddle along like this. It was too salty, and it simply wasted your rebirth,

Most importantly, it wastes your "golden fingernails".

Then

Then Xu Qinglang failed to change. Boss Zhou continued to be decadent, but he was assimilated by boss Zhou.

Originally, even if there were more than 20 suites,

The second generation, who still run their own business and noodle shop without losing their life goals,

It was slowly bent by boss Zhou,

It has also become a salted fish that starts skin care and beauty care and knows how to maintain itself.

In fact, Zhou Ze feels that he is living a good life now. There are many novels and rebirth articles in the bookstore. After rebirth, he looks like a bitter enemy, or a prince dominating the industry, or a proud smile.

The old Taoist also looked through these books when he had nothing to do, and then he always said that the boss was different from the people in the books.

However, the Taoist priest himself can be relieved that the book, of course, is fake, and the protagonist in the book really hangs out in the sun with his boss every day,

Who else is watching?

Readers come to see you every day in the sun, in the sun, then in the sun, continue to sun?

The priest in spider man's clothes is cleaning. He cleans very carefully and never misses every detail. He can always implement the requirements ordered by Zhou Ze without any discount.

Bai Yingying is a little lucky that this "peer" is a man, otherwise she will face competition again.

After spending the first hesitation, the Taoist priest was also used to the existence of the priest. Although he could always smell the smell of barbecue when sleeping in a room at night, he gradually got used to it.

Now, the Taoist priest can finally spare time, learn from his boss, find a sofa to lie down, drink tea, look at the little yellow book, and enjoy life leisurely.

During the day, business has been very lonely.

There are no guests.

So,

The owner of the bookstore is basking in the sun and reading the newspaper,

The Taoist priest was drinking tea and reading a little yellow book,

Xu Qinglang is making his new cocktail,

Bai Yingying holds a mobile phone to fight the glory of the dead,

The little monkey secretly ate the Taoist peanuts and lay there to sleep when he was full,

A room up and down,

The smell of salted fish is everywhere,

And the atmosphere of the crowded South Street commercial street outside the house is fundamentally incompatible.

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 beard on his face. It seemed that he had been neglected recently.

Xu Qinglang was very dissatisfied with someone disturbing him. He glanced back at the sign of "100 per capita minimum consumption", thinking whether his family was not black enough?

How about changing it to "1000" next time?

Otherwise, there are always people who feel like they have some money and want to feel the petty bourgeoisie atmosphere to disturb themselves.

It's clearly a ghost business. What does the living always do?

Just sit here for a hundred yuan, read books, and drink some brewed instant coffee or milk tea,

484 silly?

The man pointed to the 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 to be disturbed by others, he was born in the catering industry after all, so he didn't treat guests well.

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

The man took a sip and was very satisfied. Then he lay on the edge of the bar, pillowed his head, and looked at Xu Qinglang like this.

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

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

Beautiful and delicious, used on women, is a lot of praise, but Lao Xu always thinks he is a man,

Oh, no,

He is a man, not a man.

This made Lao Xu a little uncomfortable, some dissatisfied tunnel: "do you want more wine?"

"You look so good."

The man suddenly laughed.

A face of hi Han.

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

"Hey, you are so beautiful. Surely many men like you?"

The other side asked again.

Xu Qinglang rolled open his sleeve and was ready to hit someone.

"There must be some, hehe, you want to hit me? Think I insulted you?"

The man raised his head, looked at Xu Qinglang, and then stretched out his hand to point to his face,

"You fight, fight to me."

He is so cheap,

Xu Qinglang was a little embarrassed to hit him, but he still murmured:

"My side is normal."

"Oh."

The man answered, looking a little disappointed, then picked up the glass and took another sip.

"How about someone taking a fancy to you?"

After basking in the sun, boss Zhou came over at this time.

At this time, the man seemed to be drunk, or he was originally angry, and then he directly threw his glass on the ground.

"Pa" a crisp sound,

The wine glass shattered to the ground.

Spiderman, who was cleaning, stopped. He came here and looked at the guest and Zhou Ze.

intend,

Should this man kill him.

Spider-Man has shown his killing power.

Zhou Ze waved his hand.

Spider man immediately stepped back and went to the other side to clean his own house.

"Sorry, I compensate."

The man took out his wallet.

"Lovelorn?" Zhou Ze asked.

The man shook his head, "unemployed."

"Understand." 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, made another glass of wine for him, and then specifically pointed to the cup and said, "this cup is a handicraft. I bought it for 2000 yuan."

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

The man was stunned for a moment, smiled and drank.

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

"If you don't mind, you can tell us your unhappy things and make us happy."

"......." man.

The man gave a wry smile and said:

"I used to be the deputy director of the Logistics Department of Tongcheng University."

"I'm so young to be a director." The Taoist priest also came over at this time, "your family relationship must be very hard?"

"......." man.

"Ignore them and continue." Xu Qinglang urged, "it's not tragic yet."

"......." man.

The man nodded and said, "because there are stray dogs biting people on campus, I was investigated for responsibility and dismissed. My previous job was to be responsible for campus safety."

"Then you deserve it. You are negligent in your work." The old Taoist analyzed nearby.

"The problem is that I planned to take the security guards with me to catch all the stray dogs in the school last year. We also did it, but then we were stopped."

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

"Stopped by the leader?"

"Stopped by students." The man replied.

"Well... Why do they want to stop?"

"They said that we were too cruel and heartless to do this, because we 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 planned to send away a batch if we could, and kill those who could not be sent away or placed."

"Kill directly? Tut Tut, it's cruel." The old Taoist smashed his mouth, "but that's right. You can't cause danger to students in school, otherwise it will be big."

"Later, I remember that some students wrote an article on the Internet to expose our affairs, and it was reprinted by the media. The title was:."

"Tut Tut, this hat is well covered." The old Taoist commented.

"At that time, it was because the students hung banners to protest and obstructed our action. The last thing was over and could not go on."

The man wiped his mouth and then moved the wine glass to the side. Only then did he dare to pat the table hard to vent his dissatisfaction:

"The most abominable thing is that last week, two female students were attacked by a group of stray dogs at school at night, and both of them were bitten and sent to hospital!

Then the school investigated for responsibility, which became my responsibility, and opened me directly! "

The man slapped the table hard again,

"I'm not convinced. When I was going to take the security guard to solve this problem, not only the students in the school scolded me, but also a large group of people scolded me on the Internet. For this reason, I was also criticized and punished.

Now that stray dogs bite, it's me who bears the responsibility, and it's my dereliction of duty. "

Hearing this, the Taoist priest reached out and patted the man on the shoulder,

This is really unlucky.

"This is also a matter of no choice. After all, protecting small animals is now 'politically correct'."

Xu Qinglang made a fruit plate and pushed it in front of the man, which was a comfort to him.

The man complained for a while, and then walked out of the bookstore. It was unclear whether he would continue to go to the restaurant to get drunk or go home to sleep.

The old Taoist turned around and said to Xu Qinglang, "old Xu, what did you just say is correct?"

"Politically correct."

"Oh, yes, it's a gadget. Now I think I hate this word. I used to shut down the live studio several times. For this reason, I said that I satirized which group or something. It's inexplicable. I can't even speak quickly. I hurt who if I don't pay attention. Why are those people so glass hearted?"

Lao Dao opened the live broadcast. Although he is old, he is also very fashionable.

"Political correctness is needed." Zhou Ze said, "but now it's getting more and more deformed and abused.".

When the emotional protection of some groups by society exceeds the pursuit of the truth, it means that something is wrong. "

"Yes, that's the feeling. Boss, what you said is really incisive and wonderful. No, I have to find a pen and paper to record it, and have a good understanding."

The old man knows his job responsibilities, and cleaning is secondary. It is his job to offer "66666" to the boss when necessary.

"Well, stop talking about this. What do you have for lunch?" Zhou Ze asked Xu Qinglang.

"Fried eggs with leeks, agaric with leeks, pork slices with leeks, bullwhip with leeks, egg soup with leeks............."

"Huh?" Zhou Ze.

"I'll make it up for you. I'm tired last night." Xu Qinglang gave a concerned look.

"........" Zhou Ze.

Ah,

Hesitated for a long time,

Zhou Ze looked and found that Bai Yingying was still there, focusing on the glory of the dead,

He implicitly,

Nodded.

Ask for a monthly ticket to help the bookstore return to the top ten of the general list,

The Dragon rolls for a monthly ticket,

Get over here

... roll over

In short,

The monthly ticket fired at the dragon!