Me! Cleaner!.

Chapter 61 The appearance of the rumored girlfriend

“There’s definitely something fishy about this winery’s activities!”

After rushing into the office with a newspaper, the red-haired director stepped over the guillotine that had fallen to the ground, slapped the New Industrial Newspaper in his hand on the table, and invited him in a very serious manner:

"Emma! Come with me to investigate! I swear in my name as the director of the Virgin Cleansing Bureau that the person who planned this event must have some ulterior motive behind it!"

"..."

"Director...are you short of money again?"

After watching the so-called "evil activities", Emma, ​​who was cleaning the skull crusher, raised her head and suggested helplessly:

"I just got my salary two days ago. How about I lend you some more?"

"Emma, ​​you misunderstood!"

Haha, borrowing money is borrowing money, and a discount is a discount, the two are not in conflict!

After deciding not only to borrow the money but also to get a 50% discount, the red-haired director clenched his fists and insisted righteously:

"I really think there's something wrong with this activity. Come on! Let's investigate it together."

"..."

Stop it, okay? Even if what you said is true, what kind of abnormal situation would be worthy of you, Director Huang Dao, and me, a first-level disaster handler, joining forces to deal with it? Is the evil god coming?

I really can't understand how bored an evil god must be to not offer sacrifices after his arrival but to raid a medium-sized winery instead?

Seeing the red-haired director who was about to lose his mind because of the lack of food for his alcohol bug, Emma suddenly felt a headache. She stretched out her wet hand and pointed at the word "couple" on the newspaper, trying to refuse tactfully:

"I'm a woman too, but this activity requires couples. If we go together, wouldn't it be inappropriate?"

"The situation is urgent, and we can't take care of these details!"

After calculating the remaining money, the red-haired director made another serious invitation:

"Let's go! I have a vague feeling that this event is aimed at me!"

"..."

Are you sure it was coming towards you, and not you rushing towards it?

"All right……"

Looking at the red-haired director, whose eyes were extremely determined and who had obviously made up her mind, Emma, ​​as her good friend, could only shake her head helplessly, wiped her hands on her apron, took the newspaper and began to read.

"Let me see where the address is. If it's not far, then I'll wait until I get off work today... I'm not going!"

After reading the specific rules of the event, Emma's pretty face suddenly turned red, and she poked her fingertips at the newspaper and asked angrily:
"Did you finish watching? This event is not for just any two people to go. You have to kiss passionately in public for one minute to prove your relationship before you can enter!"

"This... is just a touch of lips..."

After licking his lips, the red-haired director, who hadn't drunk alcohol for more than six days and was really uncomfortable, said shamelessly:
"We are both women, and we are so familiar with each other, I think..."

"go out!"

"Emma, ​​good Emma! Just come with me! I'm going to die without wine!"

"Then die!"

"..."

Tsk...it turns out that at such a critical moment, even the best girlfriends can’t be relied upon.

After being pushed out of the office on the back, the red-haired director couldn't help but sigh in disappointment, then subconsciously turned his head and looked at another office next to him.

【Leon Ryan (Level 3 Incident Handler)】

After staring at the sign on the door of Lyon's office for a while, the red-haired director, with a look of hesitation in his eyes, shuddered all over, and suddenly remembered the oath he had made five minutes ago. Then he stomped his feet in hatred, turned around and left with a stern face.

I'll come back when you get to work!
……

"Ah sneeze!!!"

Hiss... It’s not winter yet, why is it so cold today?
After pulling down the sleeves of his coat and putting his hands into the cuffs, Leon, who was shivering in the cold wind, could not help but open the panel and looked at his infection value of 0.9 with suspicion. After being thrown into the hospital this time, the doctor estimated that it would take a week for the wound to heal initially. However, he only lay in bed for three days and was already full of energy. He was discharged from the hospital and went home last night. His physical condition was obviously much better than that of ordinary people.

My physical condition has improved so much that I shouldn't be so afraid of the cold. Why am I still shivering when the cold wind blows?
Leon, huddled up on his way to work and shivering in the cold wind, missed the warm little coffee stand of a certain unscrupulous businessman.

Although his bread was cut so that it was translucent, his butter was beaten thinner than shoe polish, and he sold a slice of ham for a copper wheel, his coffee was warm enough and the stove in the stall was burning brightly enough that as soon as he sat down, the chillness in his body would be driven away and he would be warm all the way to the cleaning department.

Alas... it's a pity that he has something going on at home and doesn't have time to set up the stall for the time being, so he can only bear with it for now.

After William and the others enter the Bridge School in a few days and move into the Happy Apartment with Anna, I can live directly in the Cleanup Bureau’s office and won’t have to run so far every day... huh?

After turning a street corner, Leon was extremely surprised to find that the place where Old Charles usually set up his stall was not empty. A wave of heat like a spring breeze blew in his face, instantly blowing away the coldness around him.

There is actually a stall!

As if he had met a friend whom he had not seen for many years, Lyon, feeling relaxed by the warm wind, immediately ran over excitedly. Just as he was about to start a conversation with old Charles, he just stood there in a daze.

It was nothing else. The person sitting in front of the stove in the coffee stall was not the dark-skinned, black-hearted old man with a simple smile, but a young woman with long legs and a thin waist, who had a perfect proportion, but her lower half of her face was covered with a scarf.

"..."

Why did this stall change... um...

"I plan to pass this small coffee stand on to my daughter in the future, so that no matter how she lives outside, she can still make a living when she returns home."

Thinking of what Old Charles once said to him, a hint of realization flashed across Leon's eyes... Is it because Old Charles has to take care of his wife and has no time to run the stall, so he handed the stall over to his daughter in advance?
Hmm...although it was probably just a joke, he seemed to have said that he wanted to make me his son-in-law?
……

Why is this person staring at me?

Seeing the man who didn't enter the stall but kept looking at her, the scarf girl couldn't help but frowned, but didn't scold him. Instead, she imitated the other coffee stall owners, nodded politely, and then took the initiative to ask:
"Would you like a cup of coffee, please?"

"Ah! Yes!"

Leon came back to his senses and smiled, then he crouched down and crawled into the warm tent of the stall. He did not chat with his "rumored girlfriend" and directly ordered:

"A cup of coffee, two slices of thin bread with butter, and a slice of ham."

"Ok."

After responding crisply, the scarf woman stood up from the stove and stood straight in front of the hot stone slab.

She just grabbed a piece of soft toast, cut off two "thin slices" of three centimeters thick with two sharp cuts, and threw them directly onto the stone slab.

Then he used a spoon to scoop out two lumps of butter bigger than strawberries from the butter jar next to him, and then he took out half a ham and chopped off a piece as big as his palm with a single click...

"..."

Am I not awake yet?
After looking at the two "thin" slices of bread brought to his table, Leon couldn't help but open his mouth in surprise, looking up at old Charles's prodigal daughter. For a moment, he didn't know whether he should thank her for her generosity or feel worried about old Charles.

You, my girl... don't seem to be cut out for business!

"guest!"

Seeing this strange man staring at her all the time, with a very "complicated" emotion in his eyes, the scarf-wearing woman couldn't help but narrow her eyes and asked in a cold voice:

"Excuse me, is there anything strange about my face?"

"Um... sorry..."

Seeing that his gaze had made her angry, Leon could only apologize awkwardly, then politely turned his head away from her and asked directly:

"How much do these cost in total?"

How much... How much would these things cost at a regular coffee stand... Wait! There's movement!
While thinking, she glanced at the building across the street and found that the curtains on the second floor had been drawn. The scarf girl suddenly became alert like a falcon that had found its prey.

The scarf girl, whose eyes were fixed on the window on the second floor opposite, had her attention diverted away. She stretched out her hand to Leon without even looking at him, and said absentmindedly:

"Just give me a silver wheel."

???

What the hell? A silver wheel? That's all?
After hearing the price of this breakfast, Leon suddenly raised his head and looked at his "rumored girlfriend" in confusion.

Good man, just now I thought you were a spendthrift, but it turns out you asked for a higher price than your father!
(End of this chapter)