[Chapter 1602 Complaint 1/2]
Facts have proved that spending every day life optimistically and fulfillingly has nothing to do with Luochuan.
He regretted it half an hour after going out.
Why should I go out when I have nothing to do? With such a big sun in the sky, it is obviously not a good time to go out and play, right?
Don’t you feel comfortable lying on the sofa during this time, holding a magic phone in one hand and an iced Coke in the other?
And the most important thing is…
this book is about selling things!
How much of what he’s doing now fits that?
!
Luo Chuan complained in his heart, found a place that looked like a cold drink shop and walked in.
The cool breath swept over him immediately, making him shiver.
This feeling is like suddenly coming to an air-conditioned room on a hot summer day, and the exciting feeling seems to make the whole person come alive.
Naturally, there is no such thing as air conditioning in Saintia.
As a world powered by magic, the development here will naturally not stagnate, and many related items have been derived.
It’s like the magic circle in front of you for cooling down.
To this world, the application of this type of supernatural power is roughly equivalent to the popularity of air conditioning.
Therefore, never believe the scenes depicted in some novels.
Now that everyone has magic, won’t daily life change?
We must know that the development of civilization has always been all-round. Of course, the premise is that there are not many interferences from external factors.
(The external factors here refer to the level of world crisis)
Luo Chuan didn’t know when he had the habit of complaining in his heart.
He found a place to sit down.
Soon a clerk came over, a young girl.
Maybe it was a work-study job.
Luochuan felt some inexplicable nostalgia in his heart.
“Hello, what would you like to order?”
“Well…”
Luo Chuan looked at the menu handed over by the girl.
Okay, I still can’t understand anything.
The Chinese version of the system is actually useless in some aspects.
Just like many Chinese dishes, such as fried bergamot, hundreds of birds paying homage to the phoenix, ecstasy rice, etc. If you hear it for the first time, can you imagine what it is just from the name?
This is the situation at hand.
And there are cultural differences.
Luochuan closed the menu. Although he couldn’t understand it, the expression on his face didn’t change much. Maintaining a stable mentality under any circumstances is an essential quality for a boss.
“Have some of the store’s signature drinks.”
Luo Chuan said what he often said.
The girl stared at Luochuan, seemingly in a daze.
Hearing the latter’s words, he didn’t react for a while. It wasn’t until Luo Chuan coughed softly that he came back to his senses.
“Oh. I understand, please wait a moment…”
After leaving these words, the little girl ran back with a red face.
Luochuan sighed.
Sure enough, being too handsome is also a burden.
When he was walking on the road just now, he received the attention of many pedestrians, and several enthusiastic girls came up to talk to him.
But they were all rejected by him with a smile.
Luo Chuan was actually helpless about this situation, but there was no solution. He couldn’t bring a cloak with him every time he went out, right?
Alas, it’s his fault for being so handsome anyway.
“Eh? Boss?!”
A cry of surprise suddenly sounded in his ears. Just from the sound alone, you could tell how surprised his master was.
Sounds familiar.
Luo Chuan looked in the direction of the sound. He saw a man who looked less than thirty years old. He was dressed like a British aristocrat, wearing a top hat and holding a cane.
Isn’t it too hot to cover yourself so tightly on such a hot day?
It also looks a bit familiar.
Oh, thought of it, Herman.
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Herman also noticed that his voice was a little loud, and showed an apologetic smile to the customers who looked at him.
Luo Chuan nodded slightly, which was considered a greeting.
Heman was not polite and sat directly opposite Luo Chuan: “The boss is alone?”
“Yes.” Luo Chuan nodded.
It always feels weird to have such a man sitting opposite me. Should I call Yao Ziyan over next time?
“The store has not been open these days. What happened to the boss?” Detective Herman speculated habitually.
“More or less, it’s a bit time-consuming.” Luo Chuan had no idea of explaining.
Heman, who was aware of this, was wise enough not to ask any further questions.
