As Christmas approaches, the streets begin to have a more festive atmosphere. Even after a few years here, Leila still doesn't like the big turkey that will appear at Christmas, but the gifts under the Christmas tree are more popular with her.

Recently, in addition to work, she will go to the two-dimensional coffee shop from time to time. The coffee there is very good, and the atmosphere in the store is very comfortable, if it is not a party day, there are basically not many people in the store, which is just right for her to think about something. The lack of people is probably due to the fact that they come in winter, so if you can stay at home and enjoy the warmth, those comic fans should prefer to stay at home and read comics, right?

Leila also asked Aiden, the owner of the coffee shop, if she wanted to make it bigger. In her opinion, the idea of this shop is very good, and there should be a big market for some homemade things, such as the coffee cups of those heroes, and even she would like to collect some of them. But if you just use it in the store, it doesn't matter, if you really want to sell it in large quantities, you have to buy the copyright.

Aiden then gives her a surprising answer, which is that he just wants to keep it because his deceased son was particularly fond of comics. Only here will he feel that his son is still by his side and has never left.

That's when Leila learned that the shop used to be just an ordinary coffee shop, and that he had transformed it into this a few years ago after his son, who loved comics, died in a car accident trying to go to another bookstore far away where he could read comics.

He didn't really have much of a love for comics, but he was happy to hear the young people sitting around arguing loudly about which hero was better, because that was what his son talked to him most often.

It's an irrefutable reason, even if Leila feels a little pity, she still applauds the sincere affection he gives.

However, when she reappears at the café called "SE (Home of Heroes)" today, she sees a humanoid billboard outside the store being smashed and scattered, and Batman even has his head flying somewhere.

She was startled and hurriedly ran into the coffee shop.

"Aiden, what's going on?" The store was just as messy, with pictorials hanging on the walls scratched and collectibles in display cases thrown everywhere. It's like a typhoon passing through, and it's chaotic.

Owen was also in the coffee shop, and a few regular customers were helping to clean up. When he saw her come in, he immediately shouted angrily, "It's robbers! A bunch of robbers! They forced Aiden to sell it so they could build a damn building! Aiden didn't want to, so it became like this!"

Leila frowned, "Why didn't you call the police?"

"What's the use of calling the police?" Owen snorted disdainfully: "Even if you are caught, you won't be locked up for long, and there is no evidence that these people were sent by them." ”

Leila was silent. Indeed, in some ways, the police in the United States are a little too talkative. As long as you hire a good lawyer, you can even be denied the charge of murder, let alone smash a shop.

Honestly, she didn't find it strange that someone liked the location of this coffee shop, because the location was good, at least in her eyes. The bookstore where she and Owen bumped into was built in a very lively place, and it was only a few minutes away from here, so it was very close to the bustling place.

In addition to the coffee shop, there are some old houses all around, and it is not difficult to get it at a very cheap price. When the time comes, whether it is building a high-end residential building or building a commercial building, it will make a lot of money.

Aiden's reluctance to sell the store was simple, just to remember his dead child, but it was a belief that would allow him to face the battle that anyone would provoke.

Layla picked up a fallen cup and silently placed it on the bar, looking at Aiden, who was also sitting in silence behind the bar in a daze, and couldn't help but feel sorry for what happened to him.

This is the United States, and if you don't have enough money, you can't resist the oppression of richer people. And in order to get money, there will also be a whole bunch of people who will come to you one after another to find trouble. There is a person who has his eye on this place today, and maybe he will fail, but that will only make more powerful people appear here and do more things to get this place.

"Aiden, do you want to talk?" she walked into the bar and sat down beside him.

Aiden glanced at her, thinking that she had also come to persuade herself: "I won't leave here! Even if they kill me, I won't let them succeed!"

Leila shook her head, "I have to say that you are naïve, no one can give up the big profits that are immediately available and leave." If they smash the shop today, they may do more tomorrow. Do you think that if this happens again and again, how many customers will be willing to come here?"

Aiden knew she was telling the truth, and it was likely to come true in the near future. Without the comic book fans who came back to the store to discuss superheroes, not to mention whether he would make money or not, the things that made him miss would be gone.

Will someone come to the door because they like it so much, regardless of the danger? Maybe once or twice, what if it's every day?

"Big deal, I'll close the shop! and leave the city so they don't get anything!" he gritted his teeth.

Leila chuckled, "Is that okay? If you do that, you're still losing what you want." ”

Aiden reluctantly brushed his hair with his hand: "Otherwise, what else can I do? Do I expect to call the police to guard this place all day?"

This is a joke, and no police station would send a police presence to guard a smashed coffee shop.

Leila gave him another answer: "Then sell me the store." ”

"You?" Aiden's eyes widened. You can't blame him for being surprised, the girl in front of him is only in her early 20s, and no matter how worthless his store is, it is not something that a child can buy casually. He smiled wryly: "Forget it, don't make trouble for your parents." ”

In his opinion, Leila would only ask her parents and family for help if she wasn't joking, and then her own troubles would be transferred to her family. He can't do such a harmful thing!

"It has nothing to do with my family. I love it here and I don't plan to change everything here. After I bought it, you can still make the best coffee here and listen to people discuss comics here. If you don't believe it, you can put it in the contract, and if you violate it, I can pay you a hundred times the compensation. ”

Leila looked at him very seriously. She really likes it here, and she likes such a group of comic book fans who don't have any complicated minds. And during her time here, she also met a lot of talented cartoonists, who created their own superheroes and drew their own cartoons in discussions. She had read some of them, and perhaps she didn't understand these kinds of comics and could see that they were good.