Chapter 555 Closing the Store
Then, Gan Zijing turned his head and saw Xia Yan. He moved his lips and frowned slightly.
I always feel a weird feeling when I see her...
Have you ever done something that you can't look back on?
Fan Shuyi followed his gaze and said, "Ah, when the time comes, please invite Boss Xia too—"
She bit her lip, unable to utter those three words.
I don’t know why, but the more tragic the environment is, like the end of the world, the more cautious we become when it comes to sincere feelings.
Gan Zijing was lost in his own memories, Fan Shuyi's face flushed with shyness, so Xia Yan had to take the initiative.
"Please treat me to wedding candy?"
"...Yes." Gan Zijing nodded, and the strange feeling disappeared if he didn't dwell on it.
"Okay, then I'll wait for you." Xia Yan's eyes were like a positioning system, following Fan Shuyi all the time.
She was a little scared. On such a "happy" day, Gan Zijing must be healthy.
Fortunately, Gan Zijing didn't say another word until they left.
Next it’s time to start the meal.
Needless to say, Kuku is just a dry meal!
Xia Yan was eating the big pot of dishes cooked by the chef. The taste was, hey, really delicious!
They also brew their own pure grain wine. When you take a sip, your stomach will feel hot and burning all the way up to your throat, followed by a strong aroma of grain.
Xia Yan looked at the transparent wine and felt it was amazing. He decided to take another sip to taste it.
Zi——ah.
There seems to be a bit of sweetness?
How is that possible? I must be hallucinating. Have another bite.
...
Xia Yan felt dizzy. He lay on the table, the world spinning around him, his feet felt like they were stepping on cotton, and his mind was floating.
In a daze, she only remembered that the surroundings were in chaos.
"I forgot... this is a high alcohol... after a few sips..."
"Someone...persuaded?"
"We will continue to expand outward... to save the people who are still suffering..."
Then her consciousness fell into complete darkness.
When he woke up again, Xia Yan was lying in a somewhat familiar room.
Looking around, isn't this her room in the hotel?
There was a sound of running water in the bathroom, and soon, Xiongxiong came out with a wet towel.
"Boss, you're awake."
"Um..."
Xia Yan shook his head. The headache he imagined a hangover would cause did not occur. Instead, he felt refreshed all over.
Xia Yan took the wet towel handed to him by Xiong Xiong and covered his face with it directly. He took a deep breath of the cool air in it and immediately felt refreshed.
She jumped out of bed and walked into the bathroom, where disposable toothbrushes and towels were always replenished.
After a quick wash, Xia Yan prepared to go downstairs for dinner.
In the corridor, staff pushed a cleaning cart and walked towards them in the dark. After they left, they went into the room to clean up, then opened the door and waited for the next resident.
The sunlight passed through the door and quietly sprinkled on the shag carpet. Countless rectangular light areas illuminated the entire corridor. The employees returned to their work stations and turned off two sets of lights the next second.
Xia Yan picked up a cooked beef roll with chopsticks, dipped it in the sauce and put it into his mouth, eating it with relish. Xiong Xiong was sitting opposite and reporting on the living conditions in the store.
Even if it wanted to delay a little longer, the thin paper would not give it any chance.
"That's basically it, Boss, what do you think...?"
Xia Yan concentrated intently and counted to three in her mind, then took out the tripe and ate it. The thick boiling mist seemed to isolate her in another space.
Xiong Xiong looked around the hot pot restaurant. Except for the robot responsible for attracting customers at the door, the waiters were lined up at the front desk, all looking at the elevator not far outside the store.
The red number 3 on the display hasn't changed for a long time.
In such a big restaurant, they were the only table occupied.
There's no business in the building.
It seems that those soldiers will never come here again. How can they create results?
Worry Bear held his chin, scratching his fur with his little paws from time to time.
After eating and drinking, Xia Yan signaled Xiong Xiong to set off.
"Where are you going?" it asked curiously.
"Go around the branch and see how business is going. If they're not making enough money, bring them back."
Xiong Xiong scratched his ears and shook them, thinking that he had misheard. He ran after the boss and wanted him to say it again.
But he didn't expect that his neck would be suddenly hugged and his ears would be "brutally" squeezed.
There are several long but very sensitive hairs on the tips of its ears. If you touch them gently, it will feel very itchy and it can't help but dodge.
Xia Yan especially likes to see the furry ears suddenly droop, especially the way they can flexibly change into various shapes, which is very interesting!
Xiongxiong's attention was immediately distracted, and he forgot to lock the door and walked into the branch.
As soon as I entered the door, I saw Xiaowan and 001 sitting by the window, looking at the scenery outside without saying a word. The whole room was quiet and there was no sound.
So when she heard the footsteps coming from the back door, Xiaowan immediately stood up with a bright smile on her face and surprise in her eyes.
"Boss, you're here!"
"Well, is anyone else in the base lately?"
Xia Yan sat down, and the water surrounding Xiaowan was immediately attracted to her, surrounding her and circling around her.
"Ever since General Chu organized the collective relocation, there haven't been many customers here. The soldiers guarding the city only come occasionally. Maybe it was just yesterday that one or two more customers came to the store, but they just came here to ask for a cup of hot water..."
As he was speaking, Xia Yan saw three people wrapped tightly with tiny ice crystals shining on their bodies walking slowly forward at the end of the street outside the door.
The sun is shining brightly today and the streets are dry. Only the corners near the eaves are wetted by irregular dripping water droplets.
Xia Yan looked in the other direction and saw the deserted central square and several low buildings at the back that looked even more desolate due to the lack of people.
The papers and tapes that were once stuck on the windows are now hanging in a corner in tatters, making a small rustling sound when the wind blows occasionally.
"Welcome to our restaurant."
The door opened, and the three men walked in. They glanced around the store and were stunned. "Why are there so many people here today?"
Xiaowan stood up and changed the subject with a smile: "What would you three like to eat? Do you need a menu?"
"Give me three bowls of oil-splashed noodles, with more chili and wider noodles."
They looked away, found a random table to sit down, took off their coats and saw that they were covered with dark marks.
"Is the floor heating still on?" one of them asked.
"It's open." Xiaowan replied.
They would take off their coats and hats, place them upside down on the floor, and then spread their five fingers and slowly rub the dents left by holding the tools for a long time.
Xia Yan looked at it for a while and said, "Would you three like to order more? We're closing down soon, and we might not be able to enjoy our delicious food anymore."
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