For a Prosperous World

"Are you the boss?"

The middle-aged asked, after all, a girl who looks so young looks like the owner of this old-fashioned shop.

"No." The girl shrugged. "I'm just a waiter."

While talking, he picked up a wine glass and placed it next to the barrel. The pale yellow wine was slowly poured into it.

It turns out that it is a waiter, or a part-time job as a student, or what?

But the pub with such a deserted business can actually afford waiters, which is somewhat surprising.

Thinking about it, he looked at two other customers besides him.

The sullen guy leaned against the window, covered his face with his hat, and held his chest in his hands. He seemed to be asleep. He had a cup of scented tea in front of him and drank only half of it.

There was a fine light rain outside the window, which made the window blurred, and the lights in the night scene outside bloomed out as if the paint dotted in the night was wet.

The young man with glasses is sitting at his table eating a fried rice, and a comic book stands beside him.

Students? Middle-aged men smiled and read comics while eating. It was really easy to remind them of their school days.

"Does your beer need to be iced?"

Some random voices came, interrupting the thoughts of the middle-aged man and turning him back.

"Ah, add some, this season, even if it's rainy, the weather is still a little stuffy."

"Ok."

The waiter nodded, walked to the side of the ice bucket, shoveled a few pieces of ice into the beer.

"Your beer."

The beer was placed on the table and pushed to the middle-aged man.

Wine and ice were packed in glasses, and flashed different colors in the dim light.

Sure enough, a man can't refuse to see such a light.

The middle-aged man smiled, picked up the wine glass, and brought it to his mouth. The cold wine entering his mouth seemed to dispel his exhaustion.

The drink was cold under the influence of ice cubes, but when it slowly entered the abdomen, a slight warmth surged in the abdomen.

Huh, the cold beer in summer is irresistible.

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes comfortably, without the tiredness when he first entered.

Maybe he drank some wine and made his words a lot more.

Seeing the waiter standing in the bar wiping his glass, the middle-aged man raised his glass and asked.

"Are you reading here, so work here?"

There is also a school nearby.

"Huh?" The waiter's face frowned, and he blinked calmly: "No, I'm not reading here."

The middle-aged man's expression was astringent, and he scratched his hair with shame.

"Aren't you studying here? I thought you were a student at your age."

My micro-expression reasoning is still so bad.

What a shame to work.

"I won't be younger than you." The waiter shook his head slightly and replied.

Young people really like to joke. They are only in their twenties at most. How could they be older than my uncle in my thirties.

The middle-aged man smiled and took a sip of beer.

"Anyway, if it is not necessary. Please don't blame me for talking, girls like you still don't stay in this pub and work well."

Talking his eyes became serious.

"I came to work in this city because of job transfers. After my investigation, this place is not very peaceful."

The middle-aged man shook the wine glass in his hand and looked at the waiter sincerely: "So, if possible, it would be better to work in another place."

"The tavern's job will work late, it is likely." The middle-aged man raised his eyes and looked at the waiter.

"It will be dangerous."

"Ah." The waiter put a cleaned glass on the front of the noodles for a minute, and it was almost transparent before putting it aside.

I picked up another and slowly rubbed it: "Thank you for reminding me that I will not change jobs in the short term."

Is this so, the middle-aged man stayed a moment and nodded understandingly.

Yeah, maybe this job is important to her. I don't understand the situation and it's really inappropriate to say more.

"Anyway, be careful."

With a cautious reminder, he started drinking silently again.

The pub was quiet again.

I don't know how long it has been, and the middle-aged man didn't know how many drinks he had.

The songs in the gramophone are so old that they don't know the age, and they are used to listening, but don't have a feeling of quietness and immersion.

The beer has a slight sweetness and bitterness. Compared with the beer bought by the road, the beer tastes much better. I want to come here, the wine is still good.

The guests were silent and no one spoke casually, as if they didn't want to break the rare peace in this city.

The waiter stood in the bar, holding a white handkerchief, and always wiping the glass.

Although I look lazy, I still take my work seriously.

"I'm done, Sister Nan." The young man with glasses walked to the bar with a comic book and passed the money to the waiter and smiled.

"Well, let's go." The waiter took the money and said a word.

"Um." The young man with glasses nodded, opened the door and walked out, disappearing into the night.

Isn't it raining outside?

The middle-aged man looked at the young man who went out without an umbrella in doubt.

Only then did I find myself drinking for a while.

Looked at the wrist watch.

"I'm almost there, thanks for the hospitality."

Put the money by the drink glass.

"Well, thank you for your patronage." The waiter came up and put away the cup.

I picked up my coat hanging on a chair and wore it on ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The middle-aged man finally glanced at the waiter: "The situation in this street is very complicated. Please be careful.

Having said that, I picked up my umbrella and walked out of the tavern.

Looking back at the tavern's house number.

113 Changchuan Street?

Nice pub, take note.

In the tavern, the waiter poured out the ice cubes from the wine glass and cleaned the glass.

"What happened to the guy who talked a lot?"

She didn't look back and didn't know who she was talking to.

After a while, the shy uncle sitting by the corner window moved his hands and took the hat off his face.

Squinting an open-eyed eye: "Well, I'm not very clear about people who have just arrived in this city. People in the police department heard that they were dispatched from outside."

"Still a good investigator."

"such."

The waiter dried the washed wine glasses.

"Police."

"He thinks this place is dangerous."

Your uncle chuckled and said with a chuckle, as if with emotion, turned to look at the rain outside.

"Actually this street is just for people who have nowhere to go."

The waiter looked back at him.

"what."

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"Speaking of, my beautiful Miss Gu Nan, for the valuable information I provided you, would you let me rest in the tavern for a night? You know, it's raining outside. It is a commendable good for the sheltered person to avoid the storm. "

"No, the shop is closing."

"Isn't it open overnight?"

"And that boss will get angry if he sees you lying here tomorrow."

"Unlucky, that **** old woman."