Chapter 013 - Marshal Mu Saigao

After half a year, Mu Kun did not see Yin Haoyan again.

He vanished silently as if he had never appeared, leaving only his name in his notebook and the leaflet with his signature engraved as a treasure in the shop.

Mu Kun couldn't tell if he was relaxed or lost.

This person, who only has three sides in his memory, seems to have left a deep imprint on his heart.

But Mu Kun has always been very open-minded.

He didn't think too much about his strange feelings, he was a family man, he had a son to raise, and he had to make as much money as possible, but the current situation made him start to frown.

Because just half a month ago, the store manager gathered all the employees and said that the store was going to be closed. The rented store space can be used for another month and a half, and all employees in the store will have to find a new job during this time.

Others are okay, most of the waiters are part-time college students, and only a very small number of some and four chefs are full-time. But the hardest thing is Mu Kun, who not only works full-time, but also lives in the store. If the chicken chop shop really can't be opened, he and Xiao Xiao will have to sleep on the streets.

Unless he can find another job with food and shelter.

But how can there be such an easy thing to find in this world?

Mu Kun was in a bad mood, and his work efficiency also decreased.

Even when I was making a boxed lunch, I accidentally knocked over the hot cheese on my clothes.

Because it was winter, and there were work clothes wrapped in it, Mu Kun was not burned, but his clothes were dirty and he had to change.

I don't know if he killed Tai Sui today, and before he walked out of the operation room, he was hit on the shoulder by the oncoming waiter. Mu Kun dodged to the side, and hit the bucket on the shelf again.

Hearing only the sound of "whoosh-", Mu Kun was poured cold from head to toe.

Mu Kun was stupid.

The chef standing on the side was also affected, and his trouser legs were wet.

He said angrily: "Who! Who put the bucket in such a high place! ”

Everyone knew that this master was a violent temper, no one dared to answer, and Mu Kun also stood in place in a daze, motionless.

The store manager, who heard the movement, pushed the door in and was startled when he saw Mu Kun's wolf bèi's appearance, "What's the matter?" ”

Mu Kun roughly talked about what happened just now.

The store manager saw the cheese liquid on his overalls and the water dripping from the hem of his clothes, the corners of his mouth twitched, and said, "You go take a shower, change your clothes, be careful not to get sick." ”

It's just a few days after the New Year, which is the coldest time of the year, and even if the heating is turned on in the store, it can't stand the ubiquitous cold.

Mu Kun nodded and walked towards the bedroom.

The store manager watched him out of sight, looked down at the mess all over the ground, and casually summoned a waiter to clean up, and he exited the operation room, she didn't like the strong smell of oil smoke inside.

It's almost the New Year, and the business in the store is exceptionally good these days, and it's a little too busy.

The manager thought that this was the last month that the chicken steak restaurant had been open, and by the time the Spring Festival came, the lease contract of the store had almost expired, and the number of visits to the store had increased. After all, she has been open for more than six years, and she has some feelings, but recently she has encountered a small difficulty in writing, so she has to choose to go back to her hometown for refuge. She is a woman in her thirties, who has worked alone in a foreign place for so many years, and it is time to go back to find a good man and reorganize a family.

It's time for dinner, the shop is overcrowded, and the waiters are a little too busy.

The store manager stood on the side and watched for a while, then joined the army of waiters.

"Jingle bell—"

The door was pushed open again.

"Welcome...... the manager looked up with a smile on his face, and then his expression froze. The word "come" rolled in her mouth twice, and she swallowed it coldly back into her stomach. She looked at the man standing in front of the store with a toothpick in his mouth, and the people behind him, and only felt chills all over her body.

She said coldly, "What are you doing again?" ”

The man smiled ruffian and said, "I came to see my wife, do you need a reason?" ”

The store manager sneered, "I think we divorced six years ago." ”

"You can't say that," the man said, "As the saying goes, a husband and wife for a hundred days, we have been husband and wife for three years, and you won't stand by and watch your man when he is in trouble, right?" ”

The store manager didn't answer and asked, "You're here to ask for money again?" ”

The man said, "Chu Yun, sure enough, you know me best." I want ......"

The store manager interrupted him: "You don't have to think about it, I won't give you a penny." ”

The man said: "Chu Yun, this is your fault, we ......"

The store manager said: "You can shut up, please leave immediately, otherwise I will call the police." ”

After the store manager finished speaking, he glanced at Xiao He behind him.

Xiao He, who was closest to the operation room, retreated quietly, and as soon as the scene in the lobby disappeared from sight, she quickly ran to Mu Kun's bedroom door and banged on the door.

She remembered that the man was the ex-husband of the store manager, and he had come to the store more than once to make trouble, and the last time was during the Chinese New Year last year, when no one was injured, the police station gave him a verbal warning, and made him lose some money, and he was released without even closing the door. After a year of calm and calm, I didn't expect him to appear at such a time again.

Xiao He looked at the door that was not moving, and was thinking about whether to break in, when the door opened.

Xiao He didn't catch it at once, and slapped it directly on Mu Kun's chest.

The sound of "pop" made Xiao He's expression stiffen, and his face turned weirdly red.

said that a few minutes after Mu Kun went back to the room to take a bath, he heard movement outside the door. He didn't know what was going on, he didn't even have time to put on his clothes, he just put on a pair of jeans, wiped his wet hair, and hurried to answer the door.

was slapped on the chest, Mu Kun didn't care, and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Xiao He came back to his senses and hurriedly said: "Mu Kun is not good, someone in the store is making trouble, you can go out and have a look." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a woman's scream came from the lobby, and the noise of tables and chairs being brought down.

Mu Kun was shocked, and hurriedly ran out, just in time to see the back of the last wave of guests fleeing.

The lobby was in a mess, a lot of tables and chairs were overturned, even the food on the table was spilled on the ground, there were a lot of debris on the ground, and there was a store manager holding his arm, and a mobile phone that fell not far away.

The ruffian man was holding a fruit knife in his hand, and there was a little blood stain on the tip of the knife, and he said viciously: "You still dare to call? If you move again, I'll cut your neck!" ”

The store manager looked up and glanced at him coldly, then turned his head to pick up his phone.

The ruffian man's face sank, and he raised the fruit knife to stab her.

Mu Kun didn't see it well, his eyes swept away, he picked up the wooden tissue box in his hand, and threw it over.

The wooden box smashed into his wrist, and the ruffian man only felt that his entire arm was numb, and the fruit knife suddenly couldn't hold it and fell from his hand.

The ruffian Jia, Yi, and Bing, who were standing behind him, saw that they had killed Cheng Cheng Jin halfway, and immediately took out a dagger from his pocket and attacked Mu Kun together.

Mu Kun's eyes froze, but he didn't dodge, and directly cut off the dagger in the hand of the ruffian who bore the brunt of the attack, and slapped his chest with another palm, pushing him far away.

Mu Kun studied Wing Chun.

Wing Chun pays attention to overcoming rigidity with softness and attacking with defense.

When the ruffian saw that the young man didn't seem to use much force to throw his brother out, his face suddenly became solemn.