Quadruple split.

Chapter 679 The closed hotel

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Cole, who had changed back into a servant's uniform, or Cordova walked out of the cellar with a pale complexion, nodded slightly to the old man who was still standing behind the counter wiping glasses, and then walked away quickly without looking back.

After a while, he took off the [Various Forms] mask that turned into Cole's face, and the ink sandalwood wearing the same full-cover leather armor when the former came also returned to the ground, and took a piece of the gold coin chamber of commerce The voucher was placed in front of the old man: "Thank you for your hospitality."

"You're welcome."

The old man grinned, showing his yellow teeth, his wrinkled face looked seven parts human and three parts ghost: "After all, I didn't even entertain you with a drink."

"I believe you have no intention of serving alcohol only for the sake of our health."

Mo Tan glanced at the cup in the opponent's hand that could no longer see its original appearance, shrugged slightly, and then left this dilapidated tavern with light steps, which was very different from the heavy steps of someone when he came out just now. distinct.

thirty minutes later

City of Liberty, No Night Zone Wanderer Hostel

I don't know when he changed back to the combination of white robe + hardcover book + lute, humming a ditty as he walked past the gate of the hostel. He glanced at the sign that said 'Closed for half a day, maid training' As well as the passionate, dense crowd of new and old customers around, they turned two corners with ease, went around to the back door of the hotel where there was no human hair, and strolled in as if they were going back to their own home.

It is worth mentioning that the reason why there are so many people in front of the main entrance but no one at the back entrance is not that the crowd who have completely fallen in love with the No Night Zone Hostel has a bad IQ. After all, this place is only so big in total. It is unrealistic that no one knows where the back door opens. After all, the reason why no one tries to try their luck at the back door is because everyone knows the rules.

In Liberty City, where all kinds of taboos and unspoken rules are printed into booklets and can even kill an ogre, the behavior of blocking the back door is very easy to cause misunderstandings. The reason is very simple. Take the Wanderer Hostel For example, since the gate is closed, it naturally means that it is temporarily inconvenient to open the store to pick up customers. It doesn’t matter if you wait at the gate to line up in advance or appeal enthusiastically, but it’s standard to play around behind the scenes sneakily. It's a transgressive behavior, and in a place like Liberty City, if there is no certain level of background, any 'transgressive behavior' will lead to very bad consequences, and the disaster of killing one's life is not ranked as the previous one.

In addition, this is not a small workshop, but a wanderer's hostel with power all over the continent and its headquarters in the city of freedom. Naturally, no one wants to cause trouble for themselves.

And the reason why Mo Tan was able to go through the back door was even simpler, because at least for the night-free section, this guy was definitely one of his own without a doubt.

"Yo~ what's going on today?"

Mo Tan, who strolled in from the back door, greeted Weiyang, and went to the bar counter to pour himself a glass of juice, especially taking himself as an outsider, and asked with a smile: "It's as crowded as a biology courseware outside." , such a good business is not open?"

Weiyang, the only one in the store who was still wearing a maid outfit, glanced up at him while sweeping the floor, and asked curiously, "What biology courseware?"

""Fertilization", don't tell me you haven't learned it."

Mo Tan raised his eyebrows, and sighed: "Thinking back then, that was the only motivation for me not to drop out of school early."

"Your motivation is very unique."

The feather warbler lying on a table in the corner raised her head, and gave a dry laugh with the corners of her mouth twitching.

"you are welcome."

Mo Tan nodded very usefully.

"No one is praising you."

Weiyang rolled his eyes, and continued to carry out the third round of cleaning today while absent-mindedly explaining: "There are two reasons for not opening today, the main reason is that the business is really good these days, and the purchase efficiency is relatively poor. As a result, all kinds of material reserves are in a hurry, if we continue to do business, the ratio of juice to water will become 1:10.”

Mo Tan first took a sip of the juice he had just poured, and then looked at Weiyang suspiciously for a long time, until the latter was so stared at that he picked up his broom and was about to hit him, then he frowned and asked: "What do you think about the juice? How do you understand the word?"

"Wring out the water from the peel is also considered juice."

Weiyang gave the answer without thinking, put down the broom and shook her wings lazily: "Do you have an opinion?"

Mo Tan raised his glass to her, expressing that he had no objection, and then asked casually, "Is there another reason?"

Weiyang pouted in the direction of the corner of the hall: "Ke Luo has been under a lot of psychological pressure recently, and he is out of work. Junjun decided to give him some psychological counseling."

Mo Tan followed Weiyang's small mouth, and found that Jun Wu and Ke Luo were indeed sitting in the corner of the hall, one with gold-rimmed glasses, smiling elegantly, and talking eloquently, and the other with a rag on his shoulder, looking haggard and bewildered. A harmony.

Mo Tan wasn't too polite, and walked over with the 'juice' in his hand, step by step, then pulled the chair next to the two of them and squatted up: "Are you chatting?"

"Well, let's chat~"

Jun Wu smiled warmly at Mo Tan, and then turned his head to look at Ke Luo again: "So, the situation is like this, the thing is like this, do you understand?"

Crowe, who was in a sluggish state, blinked mechanically, and held back for a long time before saying: "Huh?"

"That's what I told you just now."

Jun Wu showed his signature, refreshing and bright smile, which made people feel like a spring breeze: "I have already explained the truth, what do you think, Crowe?"

Crowe, who was almost bald by the words, tried his best to turn his thoughts, and after a long time of tidying up, he asked with a pale face: "You mean to let me continue to work hard?"

Jun Wu nodded in satisfaction, and then added: "Then make persistent efforts."

Crowe just felt that he was not good. He remembered that at the beginning, he was clearly protesting the inhuman exploitation and oppression of the employees by the bastard in front of him. How did he sit down and chat for an hour and it turned out that he wanted to continue to work hard and make persistent efforts? What?
No matter how hard you try, you will die!

"The boss"

Resisting the urge to slap Jun Wu to death, Ke Luo stammered after taking a few deep breaths: "I understand everything you said, but"

"That's it."

But Jun Wu quickly interrupted him, with a happy expression on his face: "It's easy to understand, let's go to work, the half-day that was delayed because of giving you psychological counseling will not be deducted from your salary. You just need to work an extra two days on your own, it’s not easy to go out to make a living, and you should be considerate of each other.”

Crowe panicked at the time: "No, no! Actually, I don't understand!"

"Huh? So I didn't understand."

Jun Wu, whose buttocks were already half raised, sat back quickly, and said to Crowe earnestly, "Just tell me if you don't understand, okay, then I'll tell you again, this time you have to listen carefully, first of all, let's Let’s start with the perspective of enterprise size.”

Bang!
Crowe slammed his head on the table directly: "You kill me!"

"How much do you pay for me to kill you?"

Jun Wu frowned, and then asked this question calmly.

(Working overtime) Crowe, with red eyes, gritted his teeth and raised his head: "Boss! You work nineteen hours a day, and you have to settle accounts, stock up, make drinks, serve at the front desk, call out, purchase and so on. I want skewers! I can’t do it anymore!”

"Tsk tsk."

Mo Tan, who was squatting on the chair next to him, couldn't help but shook his head, and sighed: "It's so cheap."

Jun Wu who had the same thought also smacked his lips, and said with a sincere expression of relief: "If you really can't stand it, you don't have to do it."

"I don't mean that."

Crowe's teeth were about to shatter, and he said sadly, "I just want to catch my breath!"

"Oh, then you take a breath first."

Jun Wu nodded, made a gesture of 'please', then adjusted his sitting posture, took Mo Tan's hand and said in greeting: "How are you doing these days?"

"so far so good."

"have you eaten?"

"Not yet."

"Eat here?"

"Eat and eat."

"It's done, let Crowe roast two skewers of big kidneys for you when he finishes breathing."

"Ok, Ok"

"Ugh."

To be reasonable, if it weren't for Crowe's psychological quality is not bad, he would probably have cried by now.

Seeing that Ke Luo didn't come up in one breath, Jun Wu's face turned red from choking, and he hurriedly asked with concern: "Are you finished breathing? Go roast your waist after you finish breathing."

"boss!"

Crowe stood up suddenly, and said loudly with a broken face: "Don't play with me! I will"

"Okay, then stop playing."

In the end, Jun Wu nodded happily, and then gently pushed down his gold-rimmed glasses: "Mr. Cro Ilumina, I don't know that you declined the opportunity to enter the Black Gold Cross Street Hostel some time ago, but Why did you choose to come to us to settle accounts (preparing goods, bartending, serving food and ordering skewers at the front desk)?"

"I just want to wait less! Wait! What are you talking about!?"

Crowe subconsciously said a few more words along with the previous words, and then he reacted suddenly, staring at Jun Wu dumbfounded.

The latter smiled and said leisurely: "Isn't what I said clear enough, Mr. Cro Ilumina, as the only apprentice of our hostel boss and the former head of the Wayne City hostel, you are willing to come The reason for working here is really curious.”

Bah!
A crisp cracking sound came from not far away, and Mo Tan looked back, and saw that trainee girl named Lumu Chen Kebeier was looking at this side stupidly, with big blank eyes full of blankness. Jun Wu and Ke Luo switched back and forth, and the two cups they were holding just now were broken to the ground.

"Let let goo."

Weiyang trotted all the way to Xiao Liu's side to sweep away the glass debris on the ground, then patted the latter's trembling shoulder lightly, and said in relief: "I understand your shock, but if the glass is broken, it is broken, go back Cut the skirt another two centimeters and apologize."

In the next second, Xiao Liu forgot all the messy content such as the apprentice of the big boss, the former head of the Wayne City Hotel, etc., and only a series of "cut the skirt two centimeters shorter" was left in his mind.

"You already knew?!"

Ke Luo ignored Xiao Liu, but looked at the smiling Jun Wu in shock, and then turned to look at Mo Tan, Wei Yang, and Yu Ying who were very calm one after another, with a trembling voice: "You all know?!"

Weiyang nodded generously: "I know."

Yuying raised her eyelids with little interest: "I didn't know before, but now I know."

And Mo Tan gave Crowe a friendly smile: "Didn't we walk together for a while before?"

"It's really you!"

Crona's mind, which had been muddled all this time, finally regained clarity, pointing at the tip of Mo Tan's nose, he said angrily: "You really are with them, Cordoba Luvi!"

Mo Tan shrugged and said helplessly: "The length of your reflex arc is simply heartbreaking."

Although he didn't know what a 'reflection arc' was, Crowe was not so stupid that he couldn't understand Mo Tan's implication, and immediately retorted: "I've noticed you a long time ago, but it's just that it's been a while. Yes, damn it, if I hadn't been doing chores endlessly, I should have found out a long time ago!"

There is nothing wrong with the sincerity of what he said. Crowe indeed noticed Mo Tan as early as the first time he came to the No Night Zone Hostel to make soy sauce, but then, Jun Wu insisted on "everything is exhausted". Crazyly squeezed by his mentality, he no longer has time to think about it, but struggles in the seemingly endless overtime hell, getting up earlier than chickens and going to bed later than dogs every day, let alone ink sandalwood. I almost forgot my last name.

I almost forgot, when Jun Wu said the name 'Crow Ilumina' just now, he really reacted for two seconds.

"Don't get excited, don't get excited, sit down and talk if you have something to say."

Mo Tan gave a word of relief with a smile, and only after Ke Luo sat down did he kindly persuade him: "We are indeed in the same group, are you angry?"

"Gah!"

The black raven that had been lingering in the shadows suddenly appeared on Crowe's left shoulder, its red eyes fixed on Mo Tan, exuding a cold coercion that was not strong but very strange, Jun Wu, Wei Yang and Xiao Liu San Everyone's body was shocked.

"Take it easy, Mr. Crowe."

But Mo Tan looked at the other party unmoved, and said with a light smile: "Since you can try your best to come here to apply for a job, and you have the courage to refuse to join the Black Gold Cross Street Hostel, I don't think you are someone who can't afford to lose." people."

Jun Wu also ignored his rapidly declining stamina, and raised the corner of his mouth to answer: "That's right, I think Mr. Crowe should be more inclined to figure out how he lost than to vent his dissatisfaction through violent means. "

"In short, I sincerely advise you to put this bird away as soon as possible."

Mo Tan grinned, showing two rows of white teeth, and lightly licked the corners of his lips.
"This thing really makes my index finger twitch."

Chapter six hundred and seventy second: The end

(End of this chapter)