Chapter 171: A Bookstore Full of Salted Fish

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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 cake in front of him.

Boss Zhou's life is just so leisurely, so useless, so unmotivated, just dawdling, just muddling along.

At the beginning, Xu Qinglang once criticized Zhou Ze that there was no future for living like this, that he was too salty, and that his rebirth was wasted.

Most importantly, waste your "golden nails".

Then……

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

Originally, even if one had more than 20 suites,

The second generation of demolishers who still run their own business and run a noodle restaurant have not lost their life goals,

Slowly bent by Boss Zhou,

It has also become a salted fish who has started skin care and beauty and knows how to take care of himself.

In fact, Zhou Ze feels that he is living a good life now. There are many novels in the bookstore, and there are also many rebirth novels. After rebirth, everyone looks bitter and hatred, or they are domineering, or they are proud of the world.

The old man 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 book.

But the old man can also feel relieved, the book is of course fake, and the protagonist in the book really spends his days in the sun with his boss,

Who else is watching?

Readers come to see you basking in the sun every day, basking in the sun, basking in the sun again, and continuing to bask in the sun?

The priest in Spiderman's clothes is cleaning. He cleans very carefully, paying attention to every detail. For Zhou Ze's request, he can always carry out without any discount.

Bai Yingying was a little thankful that this "peer" was a man, otherwise she would have to face competition again.

After going through the initial hesitation, the old Taoist also got used to the presence of the priest. Although he could always smell the smell of barbecue when he slept together in the same room at night, he gradually got used to it.

Now, the old man can finally find some free time to lie down on a sofa like his own boss, drinking tea, reading little yellow books, and enjoying life leisurely.

Business during the day has always been very deserted.

There were no guests either.

so,

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

The old man is drinking tea and reading pornographic books,

Xu Qinglang is making his own new cocktail,

Bai Yingying called Glory of the Dead with her mobile phone,

The little monkey secretly ate the old-fashioned peanuts and lay there to sleep when he was full.

up and down the house,

The smell of salted fish is everywhere,

It was completely incompatible with the atmosphere of the crowded South Street commercial street outside the house.

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 his face was full of beards. It seemed that something had been neglected recently.

Xu Qinglang was very dissatisfied when someone disturbed him. He looked back at the sign saying "Minimum consumption per capita is 100", thinking that his house is not black enough?

How about changing it to "one thousand" next time?

Otherwise, there will always be people who feel that they have some money and want to feel the atmosphere of petty bourgeoisie come in and disturb me.

It's obviously a ghost business, so why do living people join in the fun?

Just sit here for a hundred dollars, read a book, drink some brewed 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 by others, he was born in the catering industry after all, so he wouldn't do anything to the guests.

At that moment, a cocktail was quickly prepared and served to the man.

The man took a sip and was quite satisfied, then he lay down on the edge of the bar, resting his head on his pillow, and just looked at Xu Qinglang like this.

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

Xu Qinglang had the feeling of being served by the other party.

Beauty and delicacy are used on women, which can be regarded as more compliments, but Lao Xu has always felt that he is a man,

Oh no,

He is a man, don't think so.

This made Lao Xu a little uncomfortable, and he said dissatisfiedly: "Do you want more wine?"

"You look so good-looking."

The man suddenly laughed.

Chi man-like face.

Xu Qinglang let out a long breath, licked his lips, he was going to hit someone.

"Hey, you are so beautiful, surely many men like you?"

The other party asked again.

Xu Qinglang rolled up his sleeves, ready to hit someone.

"There must be, hey, you want to hit me? Do you think I insulted you?"

The man raised his head, looked at Xu Qinglang, then pointed to his own face,

"You hit it, hit me here."

he is so cheap

Xu Qinglang was a little embarrassed to hit him, but said in a deep voice:

"I'm pretty normal on that side."

"oh."

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

"Well, someone has taken a fancy to you?"

Boss Zhou, who had finished basking in the sun, came over at this time.

The man seemed drunk at this time, and seemed to be angry at first, and immediately threw the wine glass in his hand to the ground.

There was a crisp sound of "pop",

The wine glass shattered all over the place.

The "Spider-Man" who was cleaning at one side stopped moving. He walked over here, looked at the guest, and then at Zhou Ze.

meaning is,

Should this person kill him?

Spider-Man has shown a murderous intent.

Zhou Ze waved his hand.

Spider-Man retreated immediately, and went to the other side to clean his own sanitation.

"Sorry, I will compensate."

The man took out his wallet.

"Lovebroken?" Zhou Ze asked.

The man shook his head, "Unemployed."

"Understood." 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, then pointed to the glass and said, "This glass is a handicraft, bought for 2,000 yuan."

The implication is that if you throw the cup again, you will lose two thousand.

The man froze for a moment, smiled embarrassingly, and took a sip.

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

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

"…………"man.

The man gave a wry smile and said:

"I used to be the deputy director of the logistics department in Tongcheng University."

"You're already a director at such a young age." The old man also came over at this time, "Your family must have a strong relationship, right?"

"…………"man.

"Ignore them and continue talking." Xu Qinglang urged, "It's not a tragic thing yet."

"…………"man.

The man nodded and said, "Because stray dogs bit people on campus, I was held accountable and fired. My previous job was in charge of campus security."

"Then you deserve it, you are negligent in your work." The old Taoist analyzed beside him.

"The problem is that last year I planned to take the security guards to catch all the stray dogs in the school. We did it, but it was stopped."

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

"Stopped by the leader?"

"Stopped by students." The man replied.

"Uh... why are they trying to stop Mao?"

"They said that what we did was cruel and heartless, because we had contacted the local stray animal rescue station, and they were under a lot of pressure. They couldn't accept so many stray animals. We planned to send away as many stray animals as we could. Those who cannot be sent away or resettled will be killed directly."

"Just kill it? Tsk tsk, it's cruel." The old man said, "But that's right, you must not cause danger to the students in the school, otherwise the matter will become serious."

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

"A university that can't even accommodate a stray dog ​​can accommodate one person? ". "

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

"At that time, it was because the students hung up banners to protest and obstructed our actions. The last incident was left alone and could not go on."

The man wiped his mouth, then moved the wine glass to the side, and then dared to pat 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, and both of them were bitten and sent to the hospital!

Then the school pursued the responsibility, which became my responsibility, and fired me directly! "

The man patted the table hard again,

"I don't accept it, I really don't. When I was going to bring security to solve this problem, not only the students in the school scolded me, but also a large group of people scolded me online. I was criticized and punished for this.

Now the stray dog ​​has bitten someone, and in the end it was me who was responsible, and it became my dereliction of duty. "

Hearing the words, the old Taoist reached out and patted the man's shoulder,

This one is really unlucky too.

"There is no way around this. After all, protecting small animals is the current 'political correctness'."

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

The man complained for a while, then walked out of the bookstore dejectedly. It is not known whether he will continue to go to the small restaurant to get drunk or go home to sleep.

The old Taoist turned his head and said to Xu Qinglang: "Old Xu, what you just said is correct?"

"Political correctness."

"Oh, yes, it's just a joke. Now I feel that I hate this word. I was blocked several times in the live broadcast room. It was because of this reason that I was satirizing some group or something. It was inexplicable. I didn't even talk. It’s all said to be unfavorable, and if you don’t pay attention, you will hurt so-and-so, why are those people so glass-hearted?”

The experienced live broadcaster, although he is old, is also very trendy.

"Political correctness is necessary." Zhou Ze said, "It's just that it's becoming more and more deformed and abused.

When society protects certain groups emotionally more than it seeks the truth, it means something is wrong. "

"Yes, that's the feeling. Boss, what you said is really incisive and awesome. No, I have to find a pen and paper to record it, so that I can figure it out and understand it."

Lao Dao knows his job responsibilities, cleaning is secondary, and it is his own job to offer "66666" to the boss when needed.

"Okay, let's not talk about this, what's for lunch?" Zhou Ze asked Xu Qinglang.

"Scrambled eggs with leeks, fried fungus with leeks, fried pork slices with leeks, fried bullwhip with leeks, leek egg drop soup..."

"Huh?" Zhou Ze asked.

"I'll make up for you, you must have been exhausted last night." Xu Qinglang gave a concerned look.

"..." Zhou Ze.

ah,

After long hesitation,

Zhou Ze took a look and found that Bai Yingying was still concentrating on beating Glory of the Dead.

He implicitly,

nodded.

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