Chapter 16 The boss's temper kills the bread
"Just an ordinary waiter working part-time..."
Youan placed his hands obediently on his knees and chattered about the reason why he came back late. He spoke quite fluently on the spot.
Lancelot walked around with his arms folded, casting sharp glances at the person sitting upright on the sofa.
You An shrank his neck guiltily, his collar suddenly tightened, and his body moved forward involuntarily.
The long crimson hair slid down his back to his shoulders, as if wrapping him into a cocoon.
Lancelot only had to bend down slightly to easily smell at least five different perfumes on Youan.
Ha, what a wonderful nightlife.
Lancelot loosened his grip and let him go, leaving only a few wrinkles on his collar.
"Which one?"
"What?"
"Didn't you say you wanted to work part-time? Which bar is it?" Lancelot's nose almost touched his, and he urged him with great interest. "Tell me about it so I can take care of your business."
You An looked around, then lowered his head. His drooping eyelashes trembled slightly, and he mumbled, "It's just a small shop in a remote area."
So it means you don’t intend to tell me.
Lancelot straightened up, feeling surprised by the subtle displeasure in his heart.
Obviously, he was just making a two-month bet with Youan, perhaps to provide some material convenience. Did he expect the other party to have a fledgling complex, stick to him, cling to him, and report to him in real time with a sweet voice?
Are you crazy?
Lancelot dismissed the urge to get to the bottom of the matter.
But then again——
bar!
How can a bar that hires part-time students to work until late at night be a good place!
Lancelot's olive green eyes turned and stopped on Euan's upturned beautiful face.
The light shining head-on was enough to make out the fine down on his cheeks.
Lancelot was silent for a moment, then he slid his fingertips lightly across the side of the man's face and pinched it.
Youan blinked blankly.
Look, if you’re a little familiar with it, you won’t even resist.
Who knows if some shady guy will target you and use sweet talk to lure you into a cheap hotel.
Lancelot looked quite annoyed. He glanced at the rocking bed and lowered his voice to remind him, "Don't go to those messy places. You've just come of age. Even if it's a part-time job, you should be selective."
With his rich work experience and conscientious professional ethics, Youan realized that his excuses were inappropriate.
Lancelot must have been worried about being seen, so he exaggerated and said that he had stayed out all night smoking and drinking, making all his previous efforts go to waste.
When the other party was about to leave, Youan grabbed the corner of his clothes and said, "Don't worry, I will never ruin my reputation and affect the game."
Unexpectedly, a sneer fell from above, interrupting Youan's sonorous and powerful assurance.
"You think I'm doing this?"
Lancelot smiled, slapped his hand away, wagged his tail, and turned away.
Youan was caught off guard and was hit in the face by the big, furry tail.
Early the next morning.
Youan was actually very sleepy, but he didn't want to miss the free breakfast, so he got up on time, picked up You Tuantuan and started packing.
Usually a housekeeping robot would come to collect the dirty clothes, but today it was the Siamese cat maid who came and stuffed the clothes he changed out of last night into the garbage bag in her arms.
Then he put a new, identical one on the bed.
You An stared at it thoughtfully for a few seconds, then took You Tuantuan to the bathroom first.
You Tuan Tuan exploded into a fur ball again, shrunk to You An's neck and took a sip: "Brother, you smell so good!"
"You smell delicious too, like a sweet mochi ball."
Youan rubbed the tip of his nose against the furry belly and opened his mouth as if to cry out, "I want a bite."
“No, no, no…”
You Tuantuan was amused and giggled. She pushed Youan's mouth with her little paws and shook her head. Unfortunately, she was too weak to resist and was kissed by the big rabbit until she fell all over.
After playing for a while, Youan came to the breakfast table and sat down, and found a large plate of sandworm noodles on the table.
Lancelot seemed to have already eaten, for there was only a half-drunk cup of hot tea at hand.
But he had no intention of leaving, propping himself up to scan the screen in front of him. When Youan dragged the plate of sandworm noodles over, he raised his eyelids, his attention quickly returning to the dense text messages.
You An buried his head in the noodles, slurping them loudly: "It's delicious."
Lancelot smiled, "Fiona did it, just thank her."
You Tuantuan looked up with noodles in his mouth, looked around, and was taken away by Fiona along with the bowl and rabbit.
Euan quickly thanked Fiona and asked, "We don't have classes today. Are we going to training? When do we leave?"
"If you don't want to die suddenly, you'd better go and cuddle with your quilt for a while after dinner."
Lancelot waved his hand and closed the light screen that had not changed for a long time. "Besides, I have something to do, so I won't be training today."
"Oh, what is it?"
"I won't tell you."
“…”
Looking at Yuan's dull expression, Lancelot put down his teacup, left the table, picked up his coat and walked out the door as if to score a goal.
Youan was sure that the boss's little temper was still there.
"Don't worry about it. He is indeed an adult and a grade higher than you."
Fiona's slow voice floated from behind. After she finished speaking, she continued to feed You Tuantuan with her head down, praising him for being a good baby after he finished eating a noodle.
There is no course training and no need to work, so the free days off feel novel to Youan.
He wandered around the house aimlessly and returned to his room to settle his deposit.
Last night's remuneration plus the 100,000 White Orchid coins given by Lancelot are enough to cover medical expenses for nearly a year. Next, we need to save enough for the surgery and... the cost of moving to the Green Emerald Star.
By then, he should have graduated and could take Tuantuan, who had just undergone surgery, to that beautiful asteroid, away from everything they hated.
But before that, he still had work to do, at least he had to finish the work of the Hummingbird Society as soon as possible.
"Gulululu..."
You Tuantuan brought a rattan ball into the house, and ran forward with it in his little mouth, like a big ball chasing a small ball, running in circles.
The alarm clock rang to remind me of my schedule, and as soon as I saw the light screen that popped up automatically, I decided to stop playing.
It’s online class time now, and the highly self-disciplined seven-year-old bunny is going to class.
Although it was a self-study course recorded by the education network, You Tuantuan ran to the screen, clapped his paws in a very ritualistic manner, and announced in a low voice: "Hello, teacher, I'm here to learn."
Youan paused drawing the picture with his fingers, tilted his head to look in his direction, pointed his fingers at the ball of fur, and gestured with them, opening and closing them continuously.
It seems to be a lot bigger.
You An laughed, "Dear, you can play for a while longer."
"No more playing around. Only by studying more can you become a smart rabbit." You Tuantuan sat very straight, looking up at the screen with anticipation. "Then find a big boss to hire me. I'll work hard and earn money, and you can rest!"
Youan blinked, a desire for the future surging in his heart.
Just like digging out a ball of hair with a high fever from a trash can—
He timidly called me brother and clumsily used his belly to block my bleeding wound.
I will heal you, I will raise you, and I will keep you away from a muddled life.
Youan firmly believed that he did not possess precious and great motherhood, and he was not worthy of such noble words. It was just that the rusty gears in his flesh and blood had a reason to turn again.
That’s amazing, You Tuantuan.
Youan sighed silently and returned to work.
It was not until the first remote debugging of Noah was completed that Youan stood up, patted his waist, and decided to take You Tuantuan out for a walk.
Their favorite place to go is usually the supermarket
The neat and well-stocked shelves bring a comfortable sense of visual order. Even though most of the time Youan only picks discounted products that are about to be shipped, it does not prevent him from taking a mental walk in such a place and enjoying the happiness of being surrounded by food.
And there are free tastings.
Today is different, I have money in my pocket.
Youan took You Tuantuan straight to the baking area and bought a cloud cake roll for 188 yuan in full.
You Tuantuan swallowed hard and urged anxiously, "Brother, are we going to survive?"
"Don't worry, I have money." Youan showed him the balance, chose one and asked the clerk to pack it.
You Tuantuan felt relieved and asked the waiter to cut the cake roll on both sides to divide it into three pieces.
"Three?"
"Yes! One for Sister Fiona, one for Boss Fox. The rest belongs to my brother."
"and yours?"
"Here!" You Tuantuan raised the small piece of cake for the sample with a chuckle, quite proudly saying, "I'm a little bastard, just a little bit is enough!"
“…”
Youan politely rejected the little bastard's plan to divide the cake, and cut it into four pieces himself and put them in the box.
Since there was nothing to buy recently, Youan continued to stroll around. The furry ball squatting on his shoulder suddenly arched his head in surprise.
"Brother, look there! Kill the bread!"
Youan looked at the automatic machine in the bread sales area not far away.
This kind of rye bread tastes very good when chewed, but it scratches the throat. You Tuan Tuan doesn't like to eat it, but he especially likes to watch the machine cut the bread into thin slices.
It’s a pity that no one is buying it now, so there is no one to watch it.
Just when Youan decided to buy one, there was a sudden "clang" sound, and an extra-large bread passed over the furry rabbit ears and was thrown into the machine.
Youan turned his head and blinked in surprise.
He saw Lancelot holding a brown paper bag, standing casually by the side waiting, as if he was really passing by to buy bread.
“Crack, crack, crack! Crack, crack!”
You Tuantuan was visibly happy, and her butt was twisting left and right with the cutting sound. If she wasn't nestled in You An's palm, she would immediately turn into a bunny-headed minibus and take off on the spot.
Youan put him on top of his head, put his hands behind his back and took a small step to the side: "Thank you."
Lancelot shrugged nonchalantly: "It's just a loaf of bread. I just happened to buy it."
"No, I mean...thank you for taking care of Tuantuan last night. I didn't think anyone other than him would wait for me that late, so I didn't think about the competition. In fact, Lance, you're even better than I thought."
After saying that, Youan smiled shyly and said "Hey" in a somewhat unintelligent way.
It was like a soft hand was placed on the top of the head, gently stroking it, and the tip of the red tail hanging at the calf began to tremble as if it were electrocuted.
Yes, of course I'm fine.
Lancelot could not deny that the strange and awkward feeling in his heart was smoothed out without a trace.
He didn't even know what he was dissatisfied with or why it was necessary. He was so petty.
At this time, after finishing a loaf of bread, You Tuantuan was still not satisfied and was looking at them eagerly.
Lancelot seemed to have just come to his senses and quickly threw another one in.
You An couldn't help but remind him: "This is very dry, maybe you bought too much."
"Oh, that's okay."
The tip of Lancelot's drooping tail twitched slightly as he added absentmindedly, "We're going to a club owned by a friend later. They love food."
You An nodded: "They have really good teeth."
"Who knows, um... I mean, kill another one?"
"OK!"
The newly opened club had just finished a night of partying, and Quan Yi, the investor, was half-lying on the sofa, still in shock.
When he heard the servant say that Lancelot was coming, a large bag was stuffed into his arms before he could even sit up.
"It's for you."
Wow, the portion seems quite large.
Quan Yi rubbed his hands expectantly and quickly opened his pockets—
Dozens of thick slices of rye bread are neatly arranged, and any slice you pick up can be used as a brick.
"What the hell!"
Quan Yi cried out in disbelief, "Your Excellency Master Vanser, are you broke? Why are you using this as a grand opening gift?"
"You've probably never had it before, so just treat it as a wonderful first time." Lancelot fell into the sofa, took the wine glass handed to him by the servant and raised it towards him.
"Should I be touched?"
"You're welcome."
"Uh... okay, just consider it a bad choice of friends."
Quan Yi took a sip of wine and a bite of bread, muttering in hatred.
Lancelot looked around and asked him, "Where's Enzo? Didn't you call him?"
Talking about gossip about friends who are not present is like a conventional topic, and Quan Yi immediately became excited.
"Do you know that super popular Jiangxiang Pancake shop? The owner is his future sister-in-law. They're hiring part-time workers, and he's busy helping screen them."
Quan Yi stretched, put his legs on the edge of the table, and began to speculate aimlessly -
"But I think he must have been sent by his brother, Count Plankin, to act as a spy. After all, you know, many people on campus like Boss Ji."
Very popular...
Lancelot raised his eyebrows subtly, and as if he was thinking something, he let out a short chuckle and stood up.
"Let's go, we'll get together next time."
"ah?"
Quan Yi looked puzzled and continued chewing the bread slice in his mouth.
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