Chapter 114 Cafe
Dong Yelang still wanted to slack off in his brother's office, but Dong Yetao didn't indulge him. He just threw a pile of folders at him and told him to go back to work.
Dong Yelang said with a bitter face: "You have your subordinates, why do you insist on me doing it? This is not my area of expertise."
Dong Yetao said coldly: "I just can't stand you being idle."
Dong Yelang: "You are jealous!" He reluctantly picked up the folder and slowly moved towards the door.
Dong Yetao said without raising his head: "Handle it yourself, don't leave it to A Shou."
Dong Yelang turned around and said confidently, "He's my son. What's wrong with helping his father with some work?"
Dong Yetao rolled his eyes. "He hasn't even graduated yet, can you please stop exploiting him?"
"I'm giving him a chance to get used to the job. You're just jealous I have a good son! If you're capable, have one yourself!" Dong Yelang said. He didn't think it was too much to ask his son, who had just started high school, to help him with his work.
He pressed the door handle with his arm and was about to step out of the office when he turned around and said, "By the way, I'm going to take a day off tomorrow."
"What's the matter?" Dong Yetao looked up at him and asked.
"I'm going to the coffee shop." Dong Yelang said.
"You don't need to take a whole day off, do you?" Dong Yetao saw through his intentions at a glance. "Come back to work after you finish your work."
"Why are you so cruel to your brother?! Can't I just drink two more cups of coffee there?" Dong Yelang said with a sad look.
Dong Yetao said mercilessly: "Ha. Be careful not to drink too much and not be able to sleep at night. You should rest early when you are old."
"Ah! I don't want to listen! I don't want to listen!!!" Although Dong Yelang doesn't care about the age issue on the surface, he still feels uncomfortable when he hears his younger brother say that he is old.
As a playboy, he's incredibly attentive to maintaining his figure, and his constant exercise makes him look no older than 30. To those who meet him for the first time, his appearance alone wouldn't reveal his age. He's also very satisfied with his condition.
As I get older, my eyesight isn’t blurry anymore, but my sleep quality has definitely declined.
Dong Yelang thought sympathetically: Could it be that he is going to start taking care of his health?
So, after returning to the office with a pile of folders, he pulled out his phone and began researching the importance of maintaining a healthy lifestyle for middle-aged people. Seeing how many celebrities older than him maintained themselves so well, he was inspired and quickly took note of their methods, hoping to consult a nutritionist to help him adjust them later.
The workers in the same department as Dong Yelang felt a sense of relief when they saw their parachuted-in boss take on a lot of work and stay until the end of the working day for the first time. Their boss was finally starting to adapt to the job.
When they saw the boss leave work on time but take all the work with him, they were deeply moved. The boss knew to go home and work overtime!
I never expected that there was a free "child laborer" in their family.
After Dong Yelang returned home, he left all the work to his son and continued to study his health plan.
Fujiwara Hisashi looked at the mountain of documents with a bitter expression on his face.
Forget it, this is also a way to accumulate experience in advance, so just do it well.
That night, Dong Yelang tried a healthy yoga pose and nearly twisted his back. Finally, he gave up and headed for his usual fitness equipment.
Because he had taken a day off, he slept until after ten the next day. This was the latest he had gotten up in a while. It felt so good not to have to go to work.
He took a long time to go out, and by the time he arrived at the cafe, it was almost lunchtime.
He ordered an espresso as usual, and from the shelf labeled "five," he took the fifth book from the left in the middle row. He then sat down to drink and read, occasionally writing and drawing in the small notebook he carried with him, just like the other customers in the cafe.
Before he knew it, his cup of coffee was almost finished, so Dong Yelang ordered another cup and added a few desserts. As the waiter was serving him the food, a customer arrived at the cafe.
He looked over and saw his second nephew!
Dong Yelang frowned slightly. Why did he come here?
This cafe is located in a remote area, and most of the customers are regulars. Although it cannot be ruled out that he found this shop on his own, his sudden appearance here makes people think more.
With the help of the waiter, Dong Yelang moved his chair to a different angle that was blocked by the bookshelf, but he could still observe Dong Yexi.
He noticed that after Dong Yexi came in, he kept looking around and seemed very curious about the place; when the waiter handed him the menu, he also showed a hesitant expression.
It seems like this is the first time here.
Dong Yelang took a sip of coffee and lowered his eyes in thought: Was it that person who called him here?
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Dong Yexi woke up at noon. The servants at home had already known his sleep schedule, and no one came to disturb him. He slept very soundly.
The old housekeeper came to ask him what he wanted to eat for lunch?
He thought since he was going to the cafe, he might as well eat there.
So Dong Yexi arrived at his destination on an empty stomach.
The coffee shop is located in a secluded alley. The front is not very big. The dark brown wooden plaque reads "coffee" very simply and clearly. It has already shown the traces of time. The iron flower stand placed at the door is also rusted.
Dong Yexi thought: This store has been open for at least twenty years and has been well maintained.
He pushed the door open and walked in, and was greeted by the rich aroma of coffee. Although he didn't know much about coffee, the smell was indeed pleasant.
As soon as you enter the room, you can see bookcases that reach the ceiling on the walls on both sides, and three rows of bookshelves in the middle, all of which are piled with books. The dining table is placed between these bookshelves, which makes the space look very convenient.
Entering such an occasion, I instantly felt like a cultured person. Dong Yexi's expectations were instantly raised to the maximum.
But what he didn't expect was that this cafe only served coffee and desserts. The menu had a variety of cute and exquisite desserts, but they couldn't be eaten as a proper lunch.
Especially for people like Dong Yexi who are used to eating staple foods, desserts can only be eaten after meals, and eating them before meals will not make them feel full at all.
Seeing his troubled expression, the waiter asked kindly, "Is there something wrong with the menu?"
Dong Yexi asked seriously, "Do you have any staple food here?"
The waiter was stunned.
"Is there not even any omelet rice?" Higashino Xi asked sincerely.
waiter:……
Are you really not looking for trouble when you order omurice in a cafe?
However, it is common to see cafes selling staple foods here, and even the Poirot Cafe sells meals. These can no longer be considered simple cafes, but should be called Western restaurants.
Unfortunately, this cafe is indeed a "cafe"!
Just as the waiter was about to refuse him, the barista at the counter came out. He was an elegant middle-aged man with his hair neatly combed back. He was wearing a white shirt and a black apron. Even though the logo on the apron was a bit funny, it didn't affect his temperament at all.
Well, he looks like a latte art master.
The barista looked at Dong Yexi and asked with a smile, "Is this customer's first time here?"
Dong Yexi raised his eyebrows and asked, "How do you know? Just because I ordered omurice?"
"I know all the regular customers here, but this is my first time meeting you," the barista explained. "Our shop is a book cafe, and the fumes would damage the books. Even the cakes are made elsewhere. So, we can't offer meals, please understand."
Dong Yexi nodded: "Then give me a cup of mocha and today's recommended dessert." His original intention was not to find fault, he just felt that eating these was not enough to fill him up.
Let’s go out for dinner later.
Seeing that he had no additional orders, the waiter brought him the signature dish of the day, and the barista returned to the bar to make him a mocha. Soon, the mocha was ready, and the barista personally brought it to Dong Yexi.
Dong Yexi saw him make a cherry blossom pattern with milk foam, his eyes dimmed slightly, and he asked casually, "Is this cherry blossom a specialty of your store?"
The barista smiled and shook his head. "No. Aside from customer requests, I create latte art for every cup of coffee as I please."
"Then why did you give me a cherry blossom?" asked Dong Ye Xi.
The barista smiled meaningfully. "Nothing special. I just think it's a good match for you."
Dong Yexi raised his eyebrows. A good match for him? He really couldn't think of how the pink and tender cherry blossoms could match him.
"What types of books are in your store?" he asked again.
The barista said, "Mostly novels of various genres, with a few biographies. After all, few people like to read technical books in a coffee shop." He spread his hands and shrugged, which made him look more lively.
Dong Yexi thought for a moment and asked, "Do you have any recommended books?"
The barista rubbed his chin and pondered for a moment, then turned and walked to a bookshelf, pulled out a book, and handed it to Dong Yexi. "I think this book is quite interesting."
Dong Yexi took it and took a look. It was a novel he had never heard of. However, from the picture on the cover, it could be seen that the content was probably not so pleasant.
"Can you give me a brief introduction?" Dong Yexi asked.
"Sure. It tells the story of a young beggar on the streets of Britain during World War II who, through a series of twists and turns, accidentally joins MI6. He undergoes a series of training to become an undercover agent, ultimately completing various difficult missions," the barista said with a smile. "Don't be fooled by the dark cover; the story is actually quite exciting. I think young people will like this kind of genre."
Undercover? MI6?
Dong Yexi felt a bit uneasy when he heard this. He said, "Thank you for the recommendation. I'll take a look at it first." He opened the cover and pretended to read the book seriously.
The barista smiled and turned back to the bar.
But Dong Yexi didn't read a single word.
He felt as if he were involved in something terrible.
Cherry blossoms hold special significance in the world of Detective Conan: they serve as the symbol of the police badge. A bouquet of cherry blossoms given to him by an unknown individual, a cherry blossom latte art on his coffee, a novel about undercover work, and a small note in his mother's textbook all seem to remind him of his mother's more than ordinary identity.
Dong Yexi picked up the coffee and took a sip, drinking a "petal". He felt uneasy and thought: Did that person find him and want him to take his mother's place?
At this moment, he suddenly thought of the identity card he had drawn earlier - [Successor]. Could this be what he was referring to?!
No, even though he was in a foreign country, he was still devoted to Hong. He couldn't accept this identity!
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