Cui Yue, who felt that he had done something stupid, had a strange face.

"What's wrong with you, sir?" The waiter observed that Cui Yue's face was wrong, so he asked.

"It's okay, bring me a glass of juice." Cui Yue would not tell others such a humiliating thing.

"That's... That's all..."The waiter carefully handed over a glass of orange juice.

Cui Yue frowned after taking a sip, "There is too much water." ”

“……”

Regarding Cui Yue's unconscious pretense, the waiter was very speechless.

After glancing around, Cui Yue raised his eyebrows, it was only half past two o'clock in the afternoon, why did there become so few?

The waiter standing behind the counter also looked around, and then explained to Cui Yue: "I heard that there is a Lamborghini parked outside, and everyone goes out to see the freshness, if I don't have to work, I will also go out at this time." After saying that, the waiter himself laughed.

Laughing and smiling, he realized that something was wrong, looked at Cui Yue, who was leaning on the counter and couldn't move, swallowed his saliva, and asked cautiously tentatively: "Sir, may I ask, is that Lamborghini outside yours?" ”

Hearing that he used honorifics at this time, Cui Yue also smiled, only glanced at the cashier, but did not speak.

The cashier's attitude became more and more respectful at a speed that was visible to the naked eye. Cui Yue couldn't help but be dumbfounded, this brand effect can be seen, even if he saw all kinds of bank cards and credit card cash in his wallet, the cashier who was not humble or arrogant, now after knowing the title of Lamborghini, his attitude has become so fast.

This involves a problem of public awareness, just like Cui Yue's previous "Dance of Fine Snow" was always worn, except for some people who have known about jewelry, the others don't know that the price of such a small bracelet can be worth forty Gallardo.

……

The generosity of the little girl attracted more and more people, and the people around her rushed to tell each other, and there was an endless stream of one or two to ask for game currency.

Looking at Cui Yue's cold sidelines, the cashier was a little puzzled.

"Sir, why don't you stop them?"

Cui Yue didn't raise his eyelids, and asked rhetorically, "Why stop it?" ”

"Why should your money be wasted on these people?" The cashier's attitude is very serious.

"Who do you think they are?" Cui Yue became interested and asked.

The cashier smiled, "It's not right, but they're really a bunch of scum." ”

"You opened the arcade."

"It was opened by the boss." The cashier corrected Cui Yue's words, and then looked at the crowd over there, "It's not wrong to say that they are scum, because this group of people is here almost all day long, the children don't go to school, and those who have labor force don't go to work... Almost all of my free time is piled up here, asking others for in-game currency for their own entertainment. Speaking of this, the cashier looked directly at Cui Yue and continued: "They are worse than the beggars outside, at least the beggars still have income to squander freely, but they are imprisoned by these childish games. ”

"Then how did you end up here to be a cashier?" Cui Yue became curious about this cashier who had a lot of emotions in life.

The cashier was silent for a long time, then sighed softly and said four words.

"Because of youth."

Cui Yue was also silent for a while, and then said a word.

"It's too late to regret being young."

The cashier chuckled, "I don't regret it." ”

Cui Yue looked at the cashier with some surprise, this guy has a story.

Suddenly there was a commotion in my ears.

"Hey, I heard that the luxury car at the door was scraped, is it true?"

"I don't know, I'm going to go out and have a look."

"It was scratched, and an uncle who rode a tricycle and sold apples came out of the intersection and turned without paying attention to the side of the front of the car."

"I heard that car is very expensive..."

"It's precious..."

"Tsk, I don't know what the owner will do."

"If you can't lose the money, will the owner kill that uncle?"

"I think it's possible..."

Cui Yue frowned and walked outside, and whispered a command in his mouth, "Looking at her, you can be scolded, but not beaten." ”

A plainly dressed man in the crowd nodded expressionlessly, still silent.

Walked outside, skipped the thief who was kneeling at the door sweating in pain, and went straight to the top supercar surrounded by layers of people.

To the left of Veneno's front wheel, a man in his forties squatted on the ground with a panicked face, while a tricycle stood still behind him.

The chatter of the people next to him entered the ears of the middle-aged man like a magic sound.

"Uncle, the owner of the car hasn't come yet, why don't you run quickly?"

"That's right, squatting here and waiting to lose money? It's not that I said, you can't afford to sell apples for a hundred years to pay this maintenance fee. ”

"How much is that?"

"At least 90 million won." The man pondered for a moment, and then gave the answer.

90 million won?

Pretty cheap.

I walked to the car, squatted down and checked the hole about eight centimeters long, and looked at the modified and enlarged iron sheets on both sides of the tricycle, which seemed to be scraped.

Cui Yue was a little unhappy, this is not a matter of money, but he is a car lover himself, and he is naturally a little distressed when he sees that the originally beautiful and gorgeous car like a work of art suddenly has an ugly scratch.

When he looked at the middle-aged uncle again, there was obviously an unkind meaning in his eyes.

When the onlookers saw the owner of the car coming, they all closed their mouths and waited with bated breath for the development of the situation.

The uncle's mouth was a little bitter, facing Cui Yue's unkind eyes, looking at this obviously expensive car, his hands trembled a little when he heard the discussion around him before, and then his mind went blank for a while.

As soon as his legs were weak, he knelt directly in front of the sports car.

Two fifty p.m.

The sun is high.

At the beginning of May, it was entering the scorching heat.

The cold sweat on the uncle's head slid down drop by drop, expecting Cui Yue to let him go outside the law.

90 million won...

Not to mention 90 million, he can't afford 9 million, and with his current income, it is only nearly 400,000 won a month, and he basically has no income except for expenses.

How can he pay this debt except for kneeling?

Cui Yue was a little stunned, why did she kneel? Looking around as if it should be, he was silent.

Cui Yue was silent.

The people around were more silent.

A person suddenly came out of the crowd and whispered a few words in Cui Yue's ear.

Cui Yue nodded, and was about to re-enter the game hall, and when he took a step, he said to the middle-aged man who had been kneeling: "Don't kneel, get up." ”

Inside the arcade.

Not long after Cui Yue left, the scene he wanted to see appeared.

The little girl who ran out of game coins stared at the characters lying still on the screen, looked at the Korean font with a capital letter on it and the boss who was showing off his might next to the dead man for a while, stretched out her hand and habitually wanted to grab the game currency but grabbed an empty one, and when she saw the empty tray, she turned around and wanted to find Cui Yue's shadow, but she didn't see it.

She was a little dazed for a while, and saw that the bald middle-aged man who had said good things to her and begged for game coins was throwing more than a dozen game coins in his hand towards her. The little girl's eyes lit up, and she was about to speak, but the middle-aged man said: "Hey, child, don't dominate the machine when you have no money, get out of the way, let me come!" ”

The little girl suddenly became very stunned, and her big beautiful eyes were full of anger.

"Hey, I said if you want to go? Don't wait for me to do it! The middle-aged man shouted sternly, his expression hideous.

The little girl had to step aside, and the middle-aged man immediately sat down in her original position, snorting disdainfully in her nostrils. (To be continued.) )