Faced with Fujimararu's question, Amber opened his mouth, and after a long time, he said slowly, "Because the real sun has already set." ”

"I see..."

Fujimaruzan smiled with relief and slowly closed his eyes.

For the rest of the day, the party continued, and everyone ate happily, especially when Amber secretly took out the cigarettes and alcohol, and the atmosphere came to the strongest point.

It's just that no matter how happy the time is, there will be a moment when it comes to an end, and as the nurses enter the scene, the old buddies also return to their wards one after another.

Amber took Fujimaruzan to the director's office.

"This thing is a bit difficult to handle, Fujimaru's situation is a bit complicated, and he can't be put back into society until he is confirmed to recover."

The middle-aged man, who was already bald, had a difficult face.

Bang!

Amber directly took out a stack of money and put it on the table, "Is it enough?" ”

"Hehe, you're really kidding..."

The man pushed his glasses and leaned back, "This money is not enough for a day's medical bills." ”

"And what about adding this?"

Amber pulled out another knife.

"What are you doing..."

Before he could finish speaking, under the man's stunned gaze, the knife, which had just been extremely sharp, had already bent to 90 degrees.

"I like to be reasonable, and Director Qiaoxi should also be a reasonable person, right?"

"Uh, yes, yes."

"Then give him a recovery certificate."

"This... money..."

"Hmph, take the flowers."

Half an hour later, the two figures walked out of Qingshan Hospital smoothly.

"You don't have anything?"

Amber looked at Fujimararuyama's empty hands and couldn't help but ask.

"Nope."

Fujimaruzan shook his head, then looked up at the sky, "The moonlight is so beautiful today." ”

When Amber heard this, she also looked over, and saw a silver disc hanging high in the sky, and the white moonlight covered the whole world with a layer of silver.

"It's beautiful, but why are you taking off your clothes?"

Fujimaruyama beside him is left with only a pair of underwear.

"I want to wear moonshine on my body."

He came to the road, "Amber-kun, how much is my monthly salary?" ”

"It depends on the mood."

Amber, of course, doesn't stop others from doing what they want to do, at most they keep their distance from each other.

"Oh, do you want to eat and live?"

Fujimaruyama continued to ask, fortunately, the place here is relatively remote, and it is night again, otherwise he would probably have been taken away like this.

"Of course."

"That's good."

……

……

Shinjuku Ward, inside the House of Everything.

Kumamoto sneakily pushed open the door and saw that Amber was the only one there, and he was relieved after letting out a sigh of relief.

"Amber, your new guy is a little weird, I saw him talking to a dog yesterday."

"Huh? What's so strange about this? ”

Amber took her eyes off the comics.

"No, that's not what I'm talking about..."

Kumamoto organized the language, "He... He treats dogs as human beings, can normal people do this? ”

"That's not surprising, at most it's just a bit withdrawn."

Amber put down the book, "Speaking of Kumamoto, we haven't had a drink for a long time, would you like to have a little later?" ”

"Huh... Haha, I still don't want this, I'm miserable if Meiya knows about me. ”

Kumamoto was obviously a little moved, but he didn't dare to agree after all.

"Cut, it's boring."

Amber's disdainful eyes made Kumamoto want to be hard again, and his chest rose and fell, but he didn't dare to agree, so he had to run back to his store.

Just when Amber thought she could enjoy the manga quietly, Fujimaruzan returned, along with an old man with a very long beard.

"Amber-kun, this old gentleman needs help."

Fujimaruzan said with a serious face.

"Let's talk about it."

Amber reluctantly put down the book and looked at the old man who followed in.

He was wearing a brown suit, which looked a little old, and the threads were exposed in many places, apparently not cleaned up when sewing them were done.

Such a person really doesn't look like he's rich.

"This..."

The old man put his hands behind his back, his face was a little hesitant, Amber was too young, and he felt very unreliable.

"Don't worry, Amber-kun is a very capable person."

Fujimaruyama persuaded on the side.

"Well, it's okay to talk about it."

The old man sat down slowly and began to tell his story.

His surname is Luohe, and he is the director of an art museum, which sounds very majestic, but in fact, he is just helping the rich deal with daily maintenance and some emergencies on the way to the exhibition.

Originally, he thought that he would be able to work in the museum until the day he died, but recently, the rich man sold it because of the company's poor management.

The businessman who had taken over promised that it would remain as it was, but within a few days, he planned to tear down the museum and turn it into a restaurant.

Luohe is completely unacceptable to this kind of thing.

"That's the way it is."

He let out a long sigh, and his whole back slumped.

"It's not a hassle, but how much are you willing to pay?"

Negotiate business before bargaining, this is the principle of Amber.

"Words for money..."

Luohe's face was a little ugly, "I'm sorry, because my wife was sick last year, and my son died in an accident more than ten years ago, and now I really can't come up with the money." ”

"Well, there's no need to talk about it."

Amber turned her gaze back to the comics.

"Sorry to bother you."

Luohe didn't entangle, and he didn't sell miserably, just like when he came.

Fujimaruyama's lips squirmed, and he sat down across from Amber without saying a word.

"What do you want to say?"

"I'm going to help him, and the money will be deducted from my future salary."

"Then let's talk about why you want to help him, give me a reason, if it's just pure kindness or something, I'll deduct your salary this month!"

"Do you need a reason to help someone?"

"Don't you need it?"

"Do you need it?"

"Okay, let's not dwell on this, Fujimaru-kun, you want me to work for nothing, you have to tell me what you think, are you the boss or am I the boss?"

"You're the boss."

Fujimararu thought for a moment, and finally said slowly: "I just think that the things he cherishes should not be trampled on so easily. ”

"!"

Amber suddenly regretted bringing this guy out, "What would you do if I didn't help?" ”

"I'll figure it out myself."

Fujimaruyama paused and said, "Psychotic murder will not go to jail, just deal with the guy who wants to sell the art museum." ”

"You're so good."

Amber laughed angrily, "Just this time, don't take it as an example!" ”

"Thank you!"

Fujimaruyama bowed respectfully, "Amber-kun, in fact, the real sun never sets, at this moment, you are the sun." ”

"No, you are."

(End of chapter)