Stand-in Messenger of Marvel World

Chapter 75

After staying in the hotel and having lunch together, the two girls reluctantly parted from Dior. Before leaving, they left their real names and phone numbers, and hinted that he could contact them at any time if he wanted to 'drink' with them. they.

Everything seemed so natural and normal, even the two guys who seemed to be agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. didn't notice anything unusual, but the envy and jealousy in their hearts were hard to describe in words.

In the bar, they hugged beautiful women and drank whiskey. They only dared to order a glass of wine and sat there for several hours, and finally fled under the contemptuous eyes of the bartender.

This is life!

The two suddenly wanted to cry, but when they thought that today's report hadn't been done, they immediately lost the thought of crying.

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After returning to the restaurant, Dior made himself a pot of tea leisurely. He belongs to the kind of person who must add sugar to coffee, and he can drink it but doesn’t like it very much. Of course, drinking tea is the same. Every time he will put rock sugar in it, it belongs to the level of the handle in the evil way!
There's no way, it's not just a matter of taste, he just feels that life is already so hard, why bother himself.

What's 'bitter before sweet', 'long aftertaste', 'it's not tea but life' he has heard countless times, but I'm sorry, he has never drank that kind of high-quality tea, just like his previous life, There is only endless bitterness, and there is no trace of sweetness.

So the evil way is evil way, anyway, he can't be elegant, and it's fine to pretend to be on a certain time and occasion.

Just seem to forget something?
Dio put down the sweet and greasy tea in his hand, and thought about it carefully until he noticed the broom in his peripheral vision.

Isn't that Will guy still in the bar?
After thinking about it, he took out his mobile phone and called Will. The call got through, but he was hung up after ringing for a while. Dio called again, but this time he was rejected in seconds.

Is something wrong?

Dio looked a little bit wrong, and then made another call, and this time he was finally connected.

"I'll talk about it later, I'm busy now!"

Dior glanced at the phone that was hung up again with a strange expression. It's already noon, and he's still 'running'?And listening to the voice, it seemed to be the two women who were thrown into the bar by him with Will yesterday.

Is this just waking up and starting to exercise?It's really hard work!

"It's okay, I didn't waste the wine money I spent yesterday." Dio sighed and ignored him.

As a result, half an hour later, Will stopped in front of the restaurant with a sad face, and almost cried aggrieved as soon as he entered the door.

"What's the matter, you're not happy after exercising, kidney deficiency?" Dio gave him a playful look.

Then he heard Will say angrily: "Those two bitches, they drank my food and ate mine yesterday, but when they left just now, they didn't forget to take the last bit of money from me. ) female what difference!"

Dio almost vomited when he heard it, and then almost burst into tears from laughing.

No need to think about it, they felt that it was a loss to have a happy night with Will, and there were three of them together, so they simply took the 'spiritual damage fee' and left.

Maybe when Will this guy started 'running', the 'treadmill' was put on before it was working.

"Come on, I was the one who paid the bill yesterday. Even if you feel wronged, it's not your turn. Besides, when you called just now, you didn't speak like this. I guess everyone has forgotten about yourself."

"Could it be the same for you?" Will's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard that.

"Sorry, my money is only given to the hotel, and there is a follow-up, you can't envy me." Dior took out two notes that still smelled of perfume and threw them on the table.

Will hastily opened it to have a look, and then sat back down in a slump. Sure enough, people are different, and whoever dies is better than whoever!
"By the way, didn't you say you had another date yesterday? Where's the beauty from the IRS?"

"I just said something happened, but I didn't say it was with her. It was like that yesterday, and I forgot about it a long time ago. It's not important anyway." Dio explained casually, plugging the last loophole.

Will said the same thing. Even if the situation yesterday was a big deal, he wouldn't bother about it. He must have a good time before talking about it, otherwise he wouldn't even answer Dior's phone call.

"Okay, it's a holiday today, get out, I'm fine here." Dio was about to send him away, and started to buy gold. With so many gold bars, he was looking forward to the harvest this time.

However, Will, as if he didn't hear it, sat there shyly and rubbed around, didn't speak, but didn't leave either.

Dio glanced at him, as if he had thought of something, then took out his wallet and counted out 1000 yuan from it, and slapped it heavily on the table.

"Hurry up! The money will be deducted from your next month's salary!"

"Hey, isn't it a little less, there is still time to pay the salary next month."

"Do you want it? That's all, if you don't want it, just take it back!"

When Will saw that Dior reached out to get it back, he immediately grabbed the money on the table and ran away. He originally had more than 2000, but he didn’t leave a penny for those two bitches, and took them all away, but Big loss.

How many times would it take to find a street girl for these 2000 yuan, Ma De!
"If you let me know that you spent all the 1000 yuan on those prostitutes, don't even think about getting a penny from me! Spend Q!"

Through the door, Dio gave Wilby a big middle finger. The net income of [-] US dollars a month is not enough for this guy to go out and have fun, looking for women, what a talent!

But to be honest, he felt extra relaxed only when he was with Will, which is what friends do.

(End of this chapter)