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"So..." Irie was looking at his friend with a complicated face, holding the phone that had already finished talking, "You stole Mr. Apache's wallet?"

"Kennesh called you?" Bai Lan said dissatisfiedly, "Why is that guy like this? Why didn't he call me?"

"If you call you, you must be fine." Irie Masaichi said helplessly. He knew Bailan's character, and Kenneth knew it too.

"Go to Naples again in a few days, Bai Lan," Irie said gently, "Kennesh said Mr. Apache is a good man, you go and return the wallet to him, he won't hold you accountable .”

"Since Xiaozheng said so," Bai Lan prolonged the slightly sticky ending with a displeased face, "Okay then."

"But let me explain in advance, I won't pay it back today," Bai Lan said, "I'm going to work in a coffee shop today. Sister Lina's salary is very high, higher than other coffee shops."

"Okay, okay," Irijiang held his forehead, "It's up to you, go to work first, and you must remember to return the wallet, for sure."

"I know, I know!" Bai Lan hugged her head, with a look of resistance, "Xiaozheng is long-winded!"

"Isn't it your fault that I'm long-winded?!"

Irie Masaichi couldn't help complaining.

Then... the red-haired boy couldn't help but clutch his stomach in pain.

……

A high-end coffee shop.

"Bai Lan," a young and beautiful waitress waved at him, and when she saw the white-haired boy at the cash register approaching, she whispered in his ear, "Can you do me a favor?"

"Sister Lily, tell me," Bai Lan showed a cute smile, "A beauty as beautiful as my sister, of course I will help if I can~"

"The mouth is so sweet," Lily said reproachfully, but it was still very useful. "It's just... look, the guests at table four over there..."

"what happened?"

Bai Lan looked over and saw several men dressed in fashion, a blond man in a suit and a crew cut, a man with purple hair and eyepatch like Pengo Li's Xiao Wushou Kulom, and a white man. A slightly cowardly man with a carrot hairstyle.

Bai Lan saw these people when he came to work in the afternoon. He still remembered that the group of people were still complaining about their poverty when they passed by.

But since you are poor, why do you still come to this high-end coffee shop?

This strange feeling made Bai Lan vaguely connect these men with his cheap cousin Risut.

"These big men just order a cup of the cheapest coffee in the store every day," Lily complained: "It's annoying to sit there with a few people, but if they don't leave, I can't get off work, and my boyfriend still Wait for me!"

"Then sister, let's go first," Bai Lan smiled, rolling her violet eyes with a hint of cunning, "Anyway, I have nothing to do at night, so leave these tasks to me!"

"That's great Bai Lan," Lily said pleasantly, "Then I'll leave it to you!"

"Well, sister, don't worry and leave it to me~"

Bai Lan smiled and saw that Lily packed up and left in beautiful clothes humming a tune, and gave him a wink before leaving.

"waiter."

The blond man at table four beckoned to him, and Bai Lan walked over, showing a refreshing and clean smile, and said, "Excuse me, guest, what do you need?"

"...a Western Sicilian accent?"

The purple-haired man who had been looking at the computer glanced at Bai Lan with interest.

"Yes, I'm from there." Bai Lan smiled calmly, perfectly reflecting the quality that a waiter should have.

Doing what he does and loving what he does, Bai Lan has not lost interest in the waiter industry, besides... If he hadn't come here to be a waiter, how could he have met such an interesting person?

"Meloni."

The blond man called out a reminder, the voice was very soft and indistinct, if Bai Lan hadn't listened carefully, he wouldn't have heard what he was calling at all.

"I know, I know." The purple-haired man nodded casually, as if he was used to it.

Meloni's voice was a bit like Bai Lan's, with a viscous feel, "Add another cup of Americano, handsome boy."

"OK, just a second."

When Bai Lan was preparing Americano coffee, she accidentally raised her head and glanced at it. The man with a small crew cut stood up from table No. [-], walked around the entire cafe, and seemed to pass by other tables of customers as if nothing had happened. Just left the cafe.

This is actually a very unusual move.

Because of their group, in fact, they ordered two cups of Americano coffee—plus the cup in Bai Lan's hand.

"Your Americano."

Bai Lan sent the coffee over.

The blond man——Proxiet took a look at Bai Lan and said with a sneer, "Your attitude is much better than that woman's."

Obviously, the other party heard Lily's complaints before she left.

Bai Lan kept the smile on his face unchanged, which was not beyond his expectation, "Ladies always have the right to be willful."

Seeing what Bai Lan said, Proxiet raised his eyebrows, drank the coffee in one gulp, said nothing, put the bill money in Bai Lan's hand, and left, followed by the carrot-headed man tremblingly. .

"Ah... there is no tip." Bai Lan showed a distressed expression.

I'm so confused, do I want to find another place to work?

Hmm... forget it, it's fun to stay here, and the salary is a little higher than other places.

Bai Lan finished his work and changed his clothes. It was already dark. He smiled and said goodbye to the man who locked the door, and then walked towards the residence with his schoolbag on his back.

Bai Lan has been smiling all the time, her white hair is not long, and she has fair skin that is extremely rare for Italians, but her eye sockets are three-dimensional and deep, with a little Mediterranean feature, her violet eyes are very beautiful, and ores like purple gemstones are also The indescribable unpredictability of these eyes, coupled with his cynical smile, is often regarded as the young master of a rich family.

——Bai Lan in other parallel worlds may be the rich young master, but he?

Just wash and sleep.

Bai Lan herself was so poor, where did she find the spare money to give to punks and wandering girls?

"Little handsome boy, do you want to play?"

Under the night, occasionally a beautiful woman full of charm leaned in the alley and winked at him.

Bai Lan walked away without looking sideways.

He doesn't reject these, normal communication is good for health, but as I said before, Bai Lan is very poor now.

Bai Lan is now obsessed with making money and has no intention of having fun.

Of course...if you have the conditions, you must have some fun for yourself, otherwise——what is the meaning of life?Isn't it too boring.

"Yo, alone, pay some money to the brothers."

A few gangsters stopped Bai Lan with malicious intentions.

Bai Lan also smiled.

He loves to laugh and finds joy in life easily.

He is not attached to anything.

Anything is something in his life that he can use for entertainment.

The white-haired boy had a smile on his face, his usual smile.

It's like a parallel world where Bai Lan, who is the mafia boss, is holding Zhengyi's snack and smiling as usual, chewing the snack lightly. A godlike command to kill.

The same is true of Bailan today.

He directly raised his hands to press the colorful head down, then raised his knees to attack, not giving the little bastard a chance to continue talking, the force was so strong that the opponent's ribs were completely broken.

Then Bai Lan took out a small knife from the hidden pocket of his jeans before the others could react, and poked several holes in the bodies of the other people. After confirming that the other party was bleeding profusely and had no ability to attack, he deliberately stabbed the eyes and ears again. Promising that he would not be recognized, he bent down, wiped the blood off the knife with the other person's clothes, then fastened the knife again, and happily left the dark alley.

Well, forget about killing.

He still wants to go on to college.