I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I owe it to the younger princess, a severe procrastination, and I couldn't finish the text at 12 o'clock, so I continued to take out the beginning of a novel that I originally wrote, stared at it, and replaced it early tomorrow morning.....

Synopsis: The story of three female nerves trying to subvert the entire underground world and succeeding in the end.

Luo Ying, who has social phobia, accidentally becomes the behind-the-scenes boss of Europe's largest kingdom; Shen Ciyi, who suffers from antisocial personality disorder, accidentally became the world's No. 1 female killer, and Wu Tong, who suffers from bipolar disorder, accidentally blew up the entire Italian mafia's nest.

And so the whole underground world was shocked...

When the gang leader from the United States offered to help them escape Europe, they only gave the man one sentence: "go fuck yourself."

The heroine, a female killer without discipline, an antisocial personality, has an extreme three views that are not correct, basically has no three views, cheats the money of an eighty-year-old grandmother, and robs the candy of a three-year-old child. If you want to see the righteous heroine, go out and turn right, and don't send it slowly.

No male protagonist, no outline, where to write on the watermelon skin, it is possible to temporarily change the plot, change the outline, change the male protagonist, it all depends on the author's mood. If you can't accept it, you still go out and turn right and point the fork directly.

In China, almost every city, there is a street, crowded with people, all tourists, in the name of the old street, in the name of literature and art, the same handicrafts are sold wholesale from Yiwu, selling stinky tofu roasted squid and milk tea, this street is called Nanluoguxiang in Beijing, Tianzifang in Shanghai, Hefang Street in Hangzhou, Tunxi Old Street in Huangshan, Confucius Temple in Nanjing, Dongguan Street in Yangzhou, Kuanzhai Alley in Chengdu, Octagonal Street in Lhasa, and Lijiang Old Town in Lijiang...... In City A, there is naturally such a place called Shuizha Old Street.

At the end of October in City A, although the sun is still shining, the breeze is already a little cool.

Compared with the hustle and bustle of holidays, the crowd rubs shoulders, and in the afternoon of weekdays, there are not many people on Shuizha Old Street, and most of the tourists take a leisurely stroll... Under the sun, the old street exudes a hint of tranquility and simplicity.

On the riverside along the water gate, there is an antique blue brick and white tile building, a two-storey storefront room, and the first floor is a whole piece of floor-to-ceiling glass, and the sun shines through the large glass at two or three o'clock in the afternoon and falls on a sofa seat by the window.

It is a collection store called "Hanadanoshi", which sells flowers, coffee, afternoon tea such as flower tea, as well as a variety of books on the shelves of the store and some oddly shaped decorations on the shelves of Bogu.

In the words of the proprietor of this shop, "Except for the people in the store who don't sell, everything else seems to be moved." ”

So when Mrs. Fu, who happened to pass by and walked in to buy a cup of coffee, pushed open the door, she saw such a scene:

As soon as you enter the door, you are attracted by the kind of flowers in the middle of the front hall. Clusters of unnamed flowers are tightly clustered together, the colors are intense, and the contrasts and conflicts constitute an oil painting full of vitality.

Sunlight poured in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and fell on a table made of sky-blue checkered tablecloths by the window, on which was placed a white flower pot with a few golden sunflowers in full bloom: the blue of the sky, the white of the clouds, and the golden yellow, the random color scheme, but it became more and more unconventional beauty...

Eventually, however, her eyes fell on the coffee bar behind the flower shop. Behind the high bar, a sunny teenager in a white shirt and an equally neat black apron was carefully washing his cup.

The eyelashes drooped down like two thick fans covering the eyes of this big boy...

Mrs. Fu walked over, coughed first, and said softly in her most gentle voice, "Hello, I want to order a cup of coffee." ”

The coffee waiter didn't look up, as if he hadn't heard, he continued to bow his head and deal with his work seriously.

Mrs. Fu was a little displeased, thinking that this young man was so big, but she still couldn't bear to blame for that kind of face, so she had to raise her voice again and say again: "Hello, I want an order!" ”

Still unresponsive, Mrs. Fu no longer hid her displeasure, and even became a little impatient because of the young man's attitude towards her: "Hey, I'm talking to you!" Hear me! I, want, order, order! ”

Her shrill voice suddenly broke the silence of the "Flower Field Hip Affair", and the sporadic guests sitting in the flowers poked their heads out of the booths, and Mrs. Fu saw that one of the middle-aged women wanted to speak and stopped, but at this time, from the inner workshop ran out a girl about the same size as the back of the coffee bar, with a high ponytail, the same white shirt and black Go simple uniform, because she had just finished tidying up the shelves, her face was still covered with a layer of fine sweat, and her honey-colored face also became slightly red because she had carried heavy objects.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The girl apologized repeatedly, and her youthful face revealed sincere apologies. Seeing her running out with an enthusiastic and apologetic face, Mrs. Fu had just extinguished a little bit of the fire, and was about to complain to her a few words, but it had been shown that she was not a vexatious person, but the waiter's attitude was really bad, when she heard the girl point to a small handwritten card erected in front of the coffee bar and said: "I'm sorry, his ears are not good, he can't hear sounds, he can only read lips, he must have lowered his head just now and was doing things, and I didn't see you enter the door." ”

Mrs. Fu hurriedly looked in the direction of the girl's finger, and sure enough, she saw a beautiful italicized writing on the brown paper: "I'm sorry, my ears are not good, please slow down your speech or communicate with me in words."

Seeing this piece of paper, Mrs. Fu's twenty percent anger just now turned into twenty points of regret and pity: Who would have thought that such a beautiful young man would be deaf...

She was thinking that the waitress had already walked into the bar and pushed the teenager.

The young man raised his head and showed an extremely good-looking smile at Mrs. Fu, making Mrs. Fu smile even more embarrassed. She picked up the pen on the bar, wrote her order on the book that she used to communicate with customers, thought about it, and crossed out the simplest American style she wanted to order, and replaced it with the most expensive coffee on the menu, which was somewhat compensated for a little bit in it.

After writing, Mrs. Fu felt a little ashamed, under the background of the young man's clean and neat words, the handwriting that she has always been proud of is a little sloppy, and there is no disabled teenager who is old to write well... So I don't know what kind of psychology it was, but after ordering the coffee, she added a dessert that she didn't want to eat at all.

The young waiter took it, raised his head and smiled at her again, showing a smile as clean as the sun, not spotless, and laughing so that Mrs. Fu's heart seemed to skip a beat.

Fascinated by the smile of the young man, it cost nearly 100 yuan to order a cup of caramel macchiatos with scones, but this time Mrs. Fu did not feel too expensive, she only felt that it seemed to be a little insufficient, and she could not express her apologies. Handed over a champagne-colored rose, on which there were still one or two drops of crystal water, under the illumination of natural light, divided into delicate and beautiful: "This is for you, I apologize to you for the mistake we made in our work just now!" ”

When Mrs. Fu heard this, she waved her hand again and again: "No, no!" How embarrassing is this, he doesn't want to hear it. It's all my fault, I should apologize! ”

After Mrs. Fu finished speaking, she looked at the young man with a confused face, who didn't know what she and the female employee were talking about, and still smiled like a sunny smile.

She suddenly made up her mind, and looked at the girl who was still going to give the roses to herself, and grabbed a few clusters of flowers from the flower stand at random, and stuffed them back into the girl's hand along with the delicate rose, regardless of the price: "In that case, then help me wrap them up." I just happened to buy another bouquet of flowers. ”

Hearing her words, a brighter smile bloomed on the girl's face, and she said crisply: "Okay, then I'll give you another discount!" ”

Mrs. Fu hurriedly stopped her: "No, no discount, just come at the original price!" It's not easy for you young people to work part-time, and you don't have to be looked down upon by your boss because of these discounts. Don't worry, my sister is rich. It's just a little bit of my heart. She smiled like a big sister, glanced at the girl at the location of the deaf boy, and winked playfully, as if her lost youth had returned to her.

Mrs. Fu only felt that her mentality was more pleasant, and at this moment she was arrogant: "Little girl, you are in charge, help me pick a few bouquets of flowers, the beautiful one, wrap up!" ”

"Hey!" The girl hurriedly responded, with a sweet smile on her face, "Sister, I'll help you pick it inside, the outside was shipped yesterday, and there are flowers that have just been shipped inside." Saying that, she ran like a cheerful deer running into the workshop, and the ponytail flicked and flicked to leave people in a good mood all the way, as if she was infected and became young and cheerful.

The girl quickly wrapped a bouquet full of flowers: imported Kenyan roses, land lotus flowers with Australian plums, and then embellished with domestic chrysanthemums, June snow, bellflowers, and carnations, each of which was enthusiastic and unrestrained, making people sigh at the beauty of life at first sight.

"Chenghui 888, I'll give you another 20% discount, a total of 714 yuan, you can pay me 700 yuan."

Mrs. Fu's arms were stuffed with a bouquet full of flowers, how could she hear that she wanted 888, she almost wanted to shout out, but looking at the young girl in front of her two enthusiastic and sincere faces, and the flowers in front of her were indeed different from the ordinary cheap flower shops on the street, none of them had any signs of failure or injury, each flower was full of vitality, and worked hard to bloom its most beautiful form, the sound of "too expensive" She opened her mouth, and she couldn't say anything.

On the contrary, the girl handed her the packaged flowers and patiently advised: "Sister, remember to prune the roots at a 45-degree angle according to the height of the vase at home after taking it home, and cut the roots every day to change the water, and now the flowers can be kept at this temperature for many days!" ”

Mrs. Fu finally left with flowers, coffee and scones. Two waiters, a man and a woman, sent Mrs. Fu to the door, and she waved goodbye to them frequently, like a long-known old customer.

Although she just wanted to buy a cup of coffee when she entered the door, she didn't know why she ended up spending nearly 1,000 yuan, but she held the cluster of flowers in her arms that looked like they were full of flowers, carrying coffee and a delicate dessert box, although it hurt a little, but there was no trace of regret: at this moment she felt that the throbbing of youth she had lost seemed to be back on her body, those daydreams she had when she was young, a clean and sunny boy in a white shirt, imported flowers bought with her own salary, and a girl's dream as charming as a Roman holiday...

Who says women in their early forties no longer have the right to pursue beauty?

At least at this moment, Mrs. Fu felt that the small thousand yuan she had just spent was worth it.....

Sent Mrs. Fu away, there was no such big order in Huatian Xishi, and as night fell, the customers in the store gradually said goodbye and left.

When Ah Ming, the waiter at the water bar, and Xiaochun, the waiter who took care of the flowers and plants, finished their work and prepared to close, they remembered that their boss, who had not appeared for 10,000 years, was buried in a pile of pebble pillows today...

The two glanced at each other, and quickly ran behind the flower stand to remove the mountain-like pillows that were stacked on the boss's body, and finally revealed their boss Shen Ci's face, "Who am I, where am I, and what happened?" Expression.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes, and then looked at the dark night outside the floor-to-ceiling glass: "Ah, is it time to get off work?" ”

Shen Ci turned his head to Ah Ming and Xiaochun and said, "I've worked hard for you today, and I'll leave the rest of the finishing work to me." You're ready to get off work. ”

Ah Ming and Koharu are both students of nearby A University, but Koharu is only a sophomore, and Ah Ming is already a senior student of A, compared to Koharu's part-time job, he has promised the boss to stay and be a full-time job when he is about to graduate, so the boss happily patted his almost no chest and assured that he will be the manager of "Hanada Hi-shi" in the future.

Ah Ming gestured in sign language to his boss Shen Ci, even if he was a disabled person, he didn't worry about any promises made by this unreliable boss, and insisted that he must wait for the boss to leave before turning off the lights and locking the door.

Shen Ci saw his insistence, smiled at the handsome and sunny side face of the store manager he "turned", waved his hand without guilt, and gestured in sign language: "Haha, okay, then I'll leave it to you here." As he spoke, he staggered to his feet, grabbed a half-crumpled novel thrown on the ground, picked up a torn and white khaki suede pouch, and went out with a big grin, carrying his back in a chic manner as he walked, and waved goodbye to the two.

During the day, Shuizha Old Street is the world of Shen Cikai's "Flower Field Affairs" and other small capitalist styles, and at night, those bars with different moods begin to be lively, not only the quiet bars and clear bars where singers are stationed, but also some noisy bars with bright lights and mixed tastes.

Not long after Shen Ci returned to China, although he was the boss of the "Flower Field Affair", his family had money and did not rely on the "Flower Field Affair" to make money, and he was usually handed over to Ah Ming and Xiaochun to take care of, so he was not familiar with the bars on the old street.

Coming out of the "Flower Field Affair", she wandered around the streets casually. On a late October night, when the evening breeze was already a little cool, she tightened her shirt and went to one of the most popular and lively bars on the street.

Mint is one of the hottest bars in City A, so at 9 o'clock in the evening, there are already a lot of handsome men and women dressed in flamboyant or fashionable clothes at the door.

When she walked to the door with the novel, she was stopped by the security guard, and the big man in uniform pointed to a line of small words at the door: untidy clothes, refuse to enter.

Shen Ci looked at his clothes with a little surprise: a wrinkled white shirt lying down, a pair of washed and whitened denim jeans, and his face without powder was indeed dull and sloppy compared to those gorgeous girls waiting in line to enter.

In addition, Shen Ci is not a beauty at first sight, and the appearance of a passerby's face meets the confused look of a passer-by who has just woken up, no wonder he was stopped by a security guard who is used to seeing beautiful women in costumes.

Fortunately, Shen Ci didn't care very much, I saw her casually take off her crumpled white shirt, revealing the black satin lace suspender underwear inside, put down her hair that was originally messy, brushed it aside, and then took out a lipstick that couldn't be seen from a very shabby handbag and smeared it on her mouth a few times.

She has been born white since she was a child, although she is not a big beauty who has captivated the country and the city, and her facial features can only be called dignified at most, but her skin can indeed be proud of her frost and snow, and now she is lined with black lace satin, coupled with the illumination of the light outside the mint bar, it looks even more creamy. The original somewhat dull face was lined with red lipstick, whiter and dazzling, slim and jade like white lotus swaying, long hair shawl, hanging softly on one side, the original sloppy and godless image was swept away, but added a lot of style.

"Is this okay?" Shen Ci laughed a little scoundrelly.

The big man squinted at her looming breasts, and was confused by her bright smile, so he let Shen Ci go in by Shen Ci in a daze.