Half an hour later......

"It seems that I am really soft-hearted, confused, and easy to fool......"

After being bombarded with saliva by the old man Karl for almost half an hour, Qin Shou finally fully realized his mistakes, corrected his three views, and slammed his chest with guilt on his face and promised not to mention a salary increase in the future, so he escaped from the tireless "teachings" of old Karl.

Then there was another sigh of beating his chest, old Karl slammed the door and secretly scolded himself for not being firm enough in his heart for "money".

Qin Shou lay listlessly on the bar, with a bitter gourd face who owes money and doesn't pay it back, and he is powerless to deal with the guests who come to ask for wine. Old Carl didn't care about Qin Shou's passive slackness, he still held the big wine glass, looked at Qin Shou with a smile, and sometimes turned his head to talk and laugh with the familiar guests around him, and then raised his glass to take a sip.

Most of the guests in the Violet Bar are regular customers, and they are very familiar with the old Carl Qin Shou, and everyone is no longer surprised by the old and the young who talk to each other from time to time, and they are even more accustomed to Qin Shou's indifferent appearance. There were even people who whistled at Qin Shou after taking the wine.

"Oh oh, our Qin is out of love again!"

"Broken love, no kidding? When has Qin ever been in a relationship? Could it be that there is true love between Qin and Old Carl? Hahaha! ”

"Don't talk nonsense, it's not true love between Qin and Old Carl. They are two grandchildren. You see, these two people look alike, this nose, this eye, this hair, tsk......"

……

Listening to the teasing of the surrounding guests, and seeing that Old Carl seemed to be participating in it with great interest, Qin Shou's teeth rattled with hatred: "A group of cheap." Person! Why do I look like this old guy? I won't talk about the nose and eyes, but also the hair? What kind of eyes are these, I'm black hair, he's blonde, okay. What the hell are you making fun of with your life? ”

Qin Shou was powerless to complain about this group of unscrupulous drinkers, glared around, and after causing a burst of laughter, he had to lie on the bar counter boredly, thinking about his money-making plan.

At this time, I don't know who is pressing the remote control board, and the TV hanging on the wall just happened to be tuned to a local sports channel in New Jersey, and a news break attracted everyone's attention.

"Following David. After David Beckham, Major League Soccer will welcome another international superstar player. The New York Red Bulls officially announced that this summer, former La Liga giants Barcelona star Thierry. Thierry Henry will join the team. It is reported that Henry has arrived in New Jersey yesterday and will undergo a medical examination in the near future. If all goes well, the former France captain will be a member of Major League Soccer in the coming week...... It will be a historic blockbuster transfer, and it shows that Major League Soccer's influence has grown and is even known around the world......"

After a boastful carol, the TV station began to introduce French star Thierry. Henry's career, and a series of dazzling accolades.

The bar exploded, and a group of drinkers who were clearly drunk began to talk loudly.

"Thierry. Henry? Who is this? Why does this name sound so low? ”

"It's not good, but I've heard of this guy, and he seems to be a very good player in Europe. I heard that the small body looks like a motor, and it runs like a small rocket. Hah, but our major leagues are better, otherwise how could this guy transfer to our side to play football? Ha ha! ”

"New York Red Bull? What the hell is this? Do you sell drinks? Didn't you hear we have a football team that sells drinks? ”

"I'm KAO, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand, okay? People are playing Soccer, not FootBall! (In the United States, rugby is commonly referred to as Rugby)"

"Oh, oh, I played football. What's so fun about football? Is there a football thrill for us? Is there a strong body, and there is a fierce fight? ”

"You idiots! Don't you know that football is the number one sport in the world? Come, come, let me educate you about football and its place in the world......"

"But I still think football and baseball are more interesting......"

……

The boasting in the TV channel has already made Qin Shou unable to complain, and then look at the group of drinkers around him who don't know how to pretend to understand, and the discussion makes people have the urge to vomit blood, Qin Shou even has an urge to find a piece of tofu to die.

Well, we won't complain about the football desert in the United States being touted as the most influential league in the world, but you still talk about it here if you don't even know the difference between modern football and American football (rugby), what are you trying to make a fuss about?

But......

Qin Shou found two balls of cotton and stuffed them into his ear holes, and after feeling that the noise around him was a little less, he exhaled softly, raised his head and looked at the TV on the wall again.

"Alas, another old fellow who came to the United States to pan for gold...... Tsk, when can I be like these celebrities, I can make endless money anywhere......"

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By about 2 a.m., the Violet Bar was empty. The drinkers who had been shouting and cheering were either drunk or drunk on the way home. Old Carl had already left the bar, and he had to send some drunken and unconscious old acquaintances home. And the work of cleaning up the aftermath naturally fell on Qin Shou's head.

"I'm sorry, the bar is closed, please come back tomorrow, thank you."

Qin Shou cleaned the wine glasses on the bar with a calm face, he would go through this kind of work almost every night, so he was very familiar with it, and soon, a row of glasses was neatly stacked on the bar.

It was at this time that Qin Shou heard the familiar "crunch~" sound from the wooden door of the bar. It was clear that someone had come in, but Qin Shou didn't raise his eyelids, and directly told the other party that the bar had ceased business.

"I just can't sleep and want to find a place to have a drink or two, you ......"

"I'm sorry, the bar is closed, please come back tomorrow."

Qin Shou still didn't raise his head, but his mouth habitually pouted, who is this, it's really boring, who in this area doesn't know that Old Carl's bar will close after two o'clock?

However, in the end, Qin Shou realized that he was still a three-good young man with five stresses and four beauties, and his mouth sent out a sentence lightly: "Go out and turn left, walk forward fifty meters, there is a convenience store." Alcohol is available from all over the world. Of course, only if you have money. ”

At the end, Qin Shou also added: "Don't thank me, my name is Lei Feng." ”

"I ......" The guest who came in wanted to say something, but he shook his head directly under Qin Shou's indifferent attitude that was almost rushing to the customer, turned around and said "thank you", and the wooden door soon "crunch~" again.

"Eh, who's that, go out and help me turn that plank over."

Qin Shou seemed to remember something, and finally raised his head, but only saw the back of the other party leaving, and gradually disappeared into the confused night.

And it was this glance that made Qin Shou stunned.

"Isn't that? Is this filming a TV series? But I'm not a pig's foot, am I? ”

Qin Shou, who came back to his senses, swept his eyes to the TV on the wall, but the TV had long been turned off, and only darkness remained.

Shaking his head, Qin Shou didn't think much about it anymore. It doesn't matter who he is, it doesn't matter much to me.

Thinking so, Qin Shou took a few steps forward and flipped over the wooden sign that read "Open" hanging at the door - closed for business.

On another street, a slender black man was staring at the "convenience store" sign in front of him - Durex!

On this sign, the LED lights are constantly flashing like neon, and the string of English printed on the sign almost blinds the black people - "LoveSex"

What about the convenience store that says it is good, and the wine that it says is good?

The black man wanted to cry without tears, and couldn't help but burst into foul language.

"Lei Feng, I'll your grandma......"

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Qin Shou naturally didn't know that there was a guy who was cursing himself in a circle behind his back, and at this moment he had already returned to his home.

It's said to be a home, but it's actually a bar.

Carl Sr. may be stingy, lazy, and braggartic, but he is not wrong about one thing, and that is that the bar is indeed from his maternal grandfather's generation, and it is at least half a century old. In addition to the large construction area, this kind of old-fashioned building is generally built with an attic.

Naturally, the Violet Bar also has an attic.

After getting the job at Carl Sr.'s bar, Qin Shou quit the school's cadet dormitory, which would cost $80 per academic year. Although it is not much, it is also a large expense for Qin Shou. And the Violet Bar has a free attic to live in, so Qin Shou naturally doesn't need to spend any more money, and he can save it.

After a busy day, Qin Shou simply washed up, threw himself on the bed, who was slightly tired, and then jumped up violently, leaned over and looked at the box under the bed that contained all his savings, and then lay back on the bed with peace of mind.

Next to his bedside was a black-and-white photograph that was clearly yellowed. In the photo, a middle-aged man and a middle-aged woman are holding a four or five-year-old boy in their arms, and the family of three is smiling as bright as spring flowers.

And in the boy's vague smile, there can be a trace of Qin Shou's face now.

Yes, this is a group photo of Qin Shou's family of three.

"I'm going to get ahead, I'm going to make a lot of money. I'm going to make a good life for you, and the uncles and uncles in the village. ”

Qin Shou muttered a few words in a low voice, his eyes never left the yellowed photo, and in the voice of "Dad, Mom, good night" in his own words, Qin Shou gradually fell asleep.

In the dream, he returned to the familiar small village, where there were green grass all over the mountain, bright flowers, and parents who were as warm as the spring breeze, as well as those lovely and simple villagers......