Chapter 169: A knife on the head of the color word
"What's this?"
Lao Dao watched an adult with a black veil walk out of the car, and wondered if the boss didn't they go out for revenge, even if they didn't reduce the number of people, why was there one more person when they came back?
And this person is really strange, he is covered all over his body, and he doesn't even show his eyes.
It's not clear whether it's a man or a woman.
What a mysterious look,
Men in Black?
Well?
Wrong
It's still fragrant,
It smells like Brazilian barbecue.
Lao Dao put his nose next to the man and smelled it, it was really fragrant, fragrant, and then turned his head to look at Zhou Ze and asked:
"Boss, are you going to have a barbecue?"
"Vomit ............"
The little Lori on the side really couldn't stand it, especially when Lao Dao was still intoxicated and put his nose on that thing to smell, it was really disgusting.
She was really glad that she didn't bring her body with her body today, otherwise she would have really vomited.
"Bring it back to help you with your housework, and if you have something to do for you in the future, you can let him do it for you." Zhou Ze said.
"What?"
The old man was shocked,
Niang Xipi!
Before, I also mocked Bai Yingying's little girl, who was thinking about competing for favor with little Lori all day long, but now my status has also been violated?
Even this errand that cleans every day and looks at the face of the ghost, lives and has no salary at all, and has to give offerings to the ghost from time to time, someone robs me?
There is no heavenly reason!
The competition for jobs is too cruel now!
"Go and give him a bath, be gentle." Zhou Ze said.
"Take a bath?"
Lao Dao was stunned for a moment, and then asked:
"She's a woman?"
"Yes, it's a woman, so you have to be gentle, he has severe autism."
The old way said,
Hey
subconsciously rubbed his calloused hands,
"Is this appropriate?"
"I can trust you as a person."
Zhou Ze stretched out his hand and patted Lao Dao on the shoulder,
It means that I am optimistic about you.
Then, Zhou Ze said to the masked man: "Follow him, he will do whatever you want." β
The masked man walked up to Lao Dao and was very obedient.
Lao Dao was a little shy, but still took him to the bathroom.
Zhou Ze and others also entered the bookstore, Bai Yingying poured a cup of coffee for Zhou Ze, Zhou Ze picked up the coffee, took a sip, and then said:
"Go and lock the bathroom door."
"Okay."
The white warbler quickly went over and locked the door.
Soon
There was a terrifying scream from Lao Dao in the bathroom, and then Lao Dao began to bang on the bathroom door non-stop, with a painful posture.
"Boss, let me out, let me out."
"Wash it up." Zhou Ze said.
"............" old way.
About half an hour later, Lao Dao came out, his face was blue and white, he didn't eat dinner, and he sat at the bar alone thinking about life.
That kind of visual impact is indeed too strong, so strong that it almost makes Lao Dao's heart collapse.
Little Lori went back, her soul was out of her body for too long, and she had to go back to sleep.
Xu Qinglang hadn't come back at dinner, and he was probably still depressed and sad, and Zhou Ze could only order takeout.
Bai Yingying went out to buy a few sets of clothes according to Zhou Ze's instructions, and asked for the kind of clothes that can be wrapped all over the body, this kind of clothes are more difficult to find, Bai Yingying can only buy back a few sets of Spider-Man and Iron Man clothes, and after passing them to that guy, it seems much more normal.
In this way, he will be able to do something in the bookstore in the future, and he will not be afraid of scaring others.
After the meal, Zhou Ze looked at Lao Dao still sitting there and felt a little distressed.
In my heart, I also feel a little guilty,
Present
Zhou Ze walked over and stood in front of Lao Dao.
Lao Dao looked at Zhou Ze blankly,
The baby is so wronged,
I want to cry.
"Boss ............"
"It's okay, I want to open some."
Zhou Ze comforted.
"Boss, can you prepare me mentally in advance next time?"
It's not that the old way is too naΓ―ve, but because the ghosts are surrounded by weirdos, and it's not impossible for the shy girl to ask him to help take a bath and talk about life or something.
But when he helped the man undress with anticipation and excitement,
What was revealed was a large area of charred skin, with pus still dripping everywhere......
The imagination is very full,
The reality is skinny,
This huge gap is enough to make Lao Dao collapse, and even Lao Dao feels that he is likely to suffer from the same problem as his boss because of this incident.
This is the boss's revenge, it must be revenge, who told himself to talk about his mistake in front of the boss all day long.
This is simply talking about his own son in front of the eunuch, how disobedient he is, and he is too long.
"Don't worry, it won't be like this again next time."
"Well, thank you, boss." Lao Dao took a deep breath and asked, "Boss, what is this?" β
That guy doesn't even count as a human being.
"It's the Japanese priest." Zhou Ze replied.
"What?" Lao Dao was taken aback.
"You can ask Bai Yingying about the specific process, anyway, he is quite safe now, it's all up to me to control, you can really ask him to help clean up or something in the future."
"Okay." Hearing this, Lao Dao finally felt a little more comfortable.
"You are also old, and this kind of work will not be suitable for doing too much in the future, so you should pay more attention to maintenance."
"Don't worry, boss, Poor Dao is in good health, I can do it for half an hour at a time, and I make them feel that it's really hard to earn my money."
"Oh."
At this time, Xu Qinglang came from outside, he walked to the bar, poured a glass of red wine, and drank it all.
Obviously, the mood is very depressed.
Zhou Ze patted Lao Dao on the shoulder again and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely let you know what I will do next time." β
"Thank you, boss."
"He will share a room with you and sleep with you in the future, and this will be notified to you in advance."
"............" old way.
Zhou Ze walked up to Xu Qinglang and said, "What's the matter, are you still depressed?" β
"It's okay, it's not that I can't think about it." Xu Qinglang stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, then poured another glass of red wine and continued to drink.
Zhou Ze didn't know how to comfort him, and estimated that he would be able to come out by himself after a while.
"Lao Zhou, you say, is there really a god in this world?" Xu Qinglang asked.
"There should be, after all, I'm a ghost."
If there is one, there can be two, if there is two, there can be three, and if there is three, there is everything.
Xu Qinglang nodded, "So, is there also a sea god?" β
"If you think there is, you should have."
"That sea god is really not a thing."
"Maybe he's not a person, maybe it's a big turtle who has cultivated to perfection."
At the door of the bookstore, a group of students walked in, and the leader of them was a girl, who was only seventeen or eighteen years old, and should go to high school.
"Boss, there are so many of us, can we get a discount?"
"What kind of discount, I've got it." A chubby male student said.
The students then sat down around and began to copy each other's workbooks.
Everyone copied very carefully, and they were very serious, as if they were really doing it themselves.
"It's like going back to the way it was." Xu Qinglang held the wine glass in one hand and pointed to the student with the other and said.
"I haven't copied it, it's all copied by others." Zhou Ze said with a smile.
"Got it, you're a top student, a top student." Xu Qinglang also poured a glass of wine for Zhou Ze.
"Let's have a cup of milk tea for everyone." The chubby boy beckoned and shouted.
"Okay."
Xu Qinglang nodded, went back to the kitchen and started making milk tea.
After a while, the chubby boy came over by himself and asked, "Is the milk tea ready?" β
"I'll bring it to you when it's ready." The white warbler said.
"Forget it, I'll wait, I'll copy it anyway."
The chubby boy was playing with his phone on the side, then pulled out a cigarette and lit it with his back to his distant classmate.
After a while, Xu Qinglang prepared all the milk tea and cups it one by one.
The fat boy took down a cup of milk tea, then took a straw and inserted it, then took a few cups of milk tea and walked to his classmate's side.
The rest of the milk tea was sent over by Bai Yingying on a tray.
After a while, Zhou Ze took the initiative to get up and walked to the students' side to look left and right, which made these students who were copying homework seem very unnatural, after all, copying homework is not a glorious thing.
However, Zhou Ze also saw an exception, that is, a girl who was a little plainly dressed but very handsome, was not copying, she was doing it herself.
Then she divided the part she had done with her classmates and continued to copy it.
This is a natural thing, there must be a scholar among a group of scumbags to be the mainstay.
"The ice is about to melt, drink it." The fat boy said to the schoolboy girl, and at the same time moved the cup of milk tea in front of her.
The girl shook her head, signaling that she was not thirsty, and at the same time said, "Don't come here next time, it's too expensive." β
"It's not expensive, it's not expensive, I have a lot of pocket money." The fat boy pretended to be forced, "You drink a little, the milk tea in this store tastes very good, and it is very particular, I came here last time, and it is also very expensive." β
Hearing this, Zhou Ze suddenly wanted to tell this fat classmate that the milk tea drinks sold in his bookstore were all fragrant and fragrant brewed by Xu Qinglang with instant powder in the back kitchen, and Lao Xu had become more and more lazy since he realized that he had to start taking care of himself.
The girl hesitated, put down the pen, and reached for the milk tea.
But just as Zhou Ze walked over, his arm touched, and the milk tea fell to the ground and splashed out.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I'll change it for you."
Zhou Ze bent down and reached out to pick up the milk tea that fell on the ground.
The fat boy raised his head and glared at Zhou Ze, "What are you doing, dangling around here!" β
"Okay, don't be angry, isn't it just a cup of milk tea?" The classmate next to him persuaded him.
Zhou Ze ignored this fat classmate, but walked back to the bar with milk tea, and said to Xu Qinglang:
"Flush another bag."
Xu Qinglang nodded.
Zhou Ze walked out and stood at the door of the bookstore, smoking a cigarette.
At this time, Bai Yingying happened to be sitting behind the bar and playing chicken with her mobile phone, and when she saw the cup of milk tea brought back by Zhou Ze on the bar, she simply took it and drank it herself, anyway, it just fell to the ground, and no one drank it, and it was not dirty.
She doesn't need to eat, but sometimes she needs some fluids.
After another half hour,
In that group of students, the students who had finished copying their homework began to leave one by one.
In the end, only the fat classmate and the female student were left, and the fat classmate said attentively:
"Shall I take a taxi to take you back?"
"No, I'll take the bus back."
The female student packed her schoolbag and walked out of the bookstore.
The fat classmate sighed, stood up, and went to the bar to pay first.
"Nine hundred." Xu Qinglang counts according to the capitation, and the minimum consumption is 100.
"Alipay."
"Okay."
The fat classmate settled the account, and when he turned around and was about to leave, he saw Zhou Ze just walking in from outside.
The tip of his nose snorted, and the fat classmate was obviously very dissatisfied with Zhou Ze.
Zhou Ze smiled at him,
Then when the fat classmate passed by Zhou Ze,
"Smack!"
A crunch,
Zhou Ze slapped the fat classmate directly in the face.
A figure was pulled out of him, and the fat classmate was pumped in a circle, and the whole person was dizzy, as if he didn't know that he had just been pumped.
He looked at Zhou Ze a little confused and said, "What's wrong with me?" β
"You hit the door while walking, go back."
"Okay, thank you, boss."
The fat classmate nodded and smiled at Zhou Ze, and then walked out of the bookstore.
And in the bookstore,
and left behind a diminutive man,
The man fell to his knees and shivered.
"This hairstyle, not bad." Xu Qinglang said with his hand on the bar.
Yes, this short man has a really good hairstyle,
Someone else Moxican head is not mainstream enough,
He is even more exaggerated,
On your own head,
There was a knife stuck in it.
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