Lord Yunzhong in Douluo

Chapter 228 Repairing the Door
In the early morning, at the entrance of Baimao Dessert Shop.

"Ah... Sister Sang... Has our store been robbed?"

Looking at the maintenance personnel busy at the door of the store, Fan Yun stretched out his elbow to hit Hassan, who was standing next to him with his arms folded and his face full of boredom, and asked in a low voice.

The slender fingers kept tapping on his elbow joints. Hassan sighed and responded, "Probably not. I went in and checked my belongings immediately after I found out that the store door was damaged this morning. I found that there were only a few cakes, milk tea I was taken away, and nothing valuable in the store was taken away. If I really want to say, the money I spent to ask the master to reinstall the store door lock is much higher than those losses."

Fan Yun: "..."

"Sister Sang, you mean that someone came to our Baimao last night to pick the lock and destroy the store. After entering the store, they didn't take any money, but just to get some cakes and drink some cups of milk tea?!"

Fan Yun didn't even know what expression he should use to face this weird thing, as for?

Turning his head to look at Fan Yun, Hassan lowered his arms around his chest, patted Fan Yun's shoulder, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Boy Yun, actually, this time there are only those cakes in the store. Besides the milk tea, there is another thing missing."

"what?"

"When you left yesterday, you left the Wuhun City education system reform document in the store. My sister found it when you were about to close the store yesterday. At that time, I thought about putting it on the counter and waiting for you to come tomorrow I’ll give it to you again, but it’s gone now. It should have been taken away by someone.”

"Boy Yun, tell me, is it possible that the purpose of the person who vandalized the store was the document you accidentally left behind, and the rest was just taken away by him?"

"possible."

Fan Yun put his hands on his chest, put a fist on his lips, and murmured.

Shaking his head, Fan Yun looked at Sister Sang next to him with an apologetic face, and said in a deep voice, "I'm sorry, Sister Sang, it's my problem. I know that my status is not ordinary, but I left the information in such a careless manner. Into the store, causing the store to be destroyed. I am sorry for our store, and I will find a way to make up for the loss this time."

Rubbing his forehead, Hassan waved his hand: "Forget it, the loss in the store this time is not too big, and it is not to the point of needing special compensation. And as far as I know, although you are the cardinal secretary of Wuhun Temple , but the financial situation itself is not sufficient.”

"Haha..." Fan Yun smiled awkwardly.

Although he is currently the Cardinal Secretary of the Wuhun Palace, and should have a lot of money according to his status, Fan Yun really doesn't have much money.

This is related to the system of Wuhundian.

In fact, the salaries of the employees of Wuhundian are not high, even relatively low compared with other big forces.The reason for others to think that everyone in Wuhundian is very rich is because of a system in Wuhundian - the expense reimbursement system.

For those who work in the Hall of Spirits, the soul coins spent on business-related matters can be reimbursed by the assistant bishop in charge of finance in the hall. The monthly reimbursement amount for different levels of personnel is different.

Fan Yun, as the Cardinal Secretary of Wuhundian, naturally has a high reimbursement quota.

However, since he didn't feel that he had spent money on business-related matters, that high reimbursement limit was never used by Fan Yun.

Therefore, Fan Yun takes a monthly salary that is not too high, and bears the food for himself and a greedy big cat. From time to time, he has to go around and spend money on novelties that he has never seen before. Things, copying and printing the books left by the old man, there is not much money left at the end of the month. (in comparison)

"Next time, don't be so careless. The things you lost this time are not that important according to what you said yesterday. What about next time? You are passing the knife to someone else."

"I see, Sister Sang."

Frowning tightly, Fan Yun looked at the storefront being repaired in front of him, and said, "I'll have someone check it out to see who did it."

"Okay, then it's up to you, Master Cardinal of the Wuhun Palace." Hassan glanced at Fan Yun with a smile from the corner of his eyes, and Hassan patted him on the shoulder, as if he was about to entrust him with some heavy responsibility.

Standing at attention, Fan Yun straightened his back, raised his right hand to the side of his face and saluted: "I promise to complete the task!"

"Hahaha~"

Hassan smiled and stretched out his hand to press Fan Yun's raised right hand: "What kind of salute is this, it looks weird."

"I don't know the truth, but I think it's okay." Fan Yun replied with a smile after finishing the salute.

This is the salute that the old man taught him before. I don't know where the etiquette came from. Fan Yun only remembers that the old man's expression was very serious and solemn, so he was deeply impressed.

"This morning something like this happened. I didn't have time to make cakes and desserts in advance. Even if the store is installed later, there will be no desserts for sale. It seems that I won't be able to open the store today. So what should I do later?"

Fan Yun looked at Sister Sang next to him, who looked at him with a smile on her face, although her tone was troubled by not knowing what to do, she didn't seem to be troubled at all, shook her head, thought for a while, and said:
"Miss Sang, have you had breakfast?"

"No oh~"

"Coincidentally, I didn't eat it. I wanted to come to you to solve it. Hmm... I heard that there is a master in the south of the city who is very good at making buns. It's almost ready, why don't you try it together after they finish work? I'll treat you."

"Since you say so, Xiaoyun, that's fine."

"Okay, then it's settled, and I'll take it as my apology for my reckless behavior yesterday!" While speaking, Fan Yun pretended to bow.

Seeing this, Hassan immediately put his hand on Fan Yun's shoulder, stopped his movements with force, and said with a smile, "No, I, an ordinary dessert shop owner, can't bear your big gift. I really want to make amends. Just pay attention in the future, and then come to the store a few more times, even if you don’t do anything. Every time you come, the business in the store will improve.”

Touching the back of his head, Fan Yun smiled back at Hassan: "Okay, listen to Sister Sang."

"Boss, your shop door has been installed. The new door lock is much safer than the previous one."

While Fan Yun was chatting with Sister Sang, a doorman came over with a simple smile on his face.

"Okay, thank you all for your hard work, everyone's wages will be paid immediately after I finish the inspection." Hassan stepped forward with a smile on his face, bent down to take a bowl of water from his feet, and handed it to him. The simple master in front of him gave Fan Yun a look, walked towards the store door with unhurried steps.

After receiving Sister Sang's gaze, Fan Yun picked up a box of clean water on the ground with both hands, and followed behind her.

The masters that Hassan called were the ones that were used to decorate the Baimao Dessert Shop. They were well-known door lock masters in Wuhun City, and their quality was guaranteed.

So after Hassan checked the new door and lock, he simply paid the wages to these decorators with a bowl of water.

After sending off the masters and checking the store and locking the door, Hassan smiled and stretched out his hand to pat Fan Yun's broad and thick shoulders:
"Let's go, lead the way quickly, my sister is hungry."

"Okay, come with me!"

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(End of this chapter)