[Master Tutor] Sir, please stay!

In fact, the current situation is still very obvious.

I absolutely don't believe that the boss didn't know about his daughter's move. He absolutely acquiesced, and maybe the manpower was provided by him.And according to the last observation, he was a self-centered person, stubborn but smooth, he would never feel that he was wrong, but he did a good job on the surface.You can see that Eric is annoyed by his daughter but already respects him.

He clearly liked Eric very much and would not give up such a good son-in-law candidate.And I'm an unstable factor in it.If it weren't for Eric's false claim that I was Mr. Reborn's person, the other party would definitely embarrass me on the spot.

It's okay now, he still has some scruples... But if he knows that Eric is lying to him, the first one to suffer is definitely me, a scumbag with no background and only 5 fighting power.

Ah... Thinking about it like this, I really only have one way out... But where are you, little angel...

I lay down on the table in frustration and looked up at the busy Eric: "Young man, do you know where I can find my little angel?"

"...Miss Yu, it's okay to say this in front of me, don't let outsiders hear it, especially in front of Mr. Reborn!" Eric twitched the corner of his mouth halfway through speaking, and complained, "And what It's time for Mr. Reborn to become your family!"

"Huh? Why can't it work?" I spread my hands and shrugged my shoulders, looking indifferent, "And it can be seen as a kind of fun if I call him little angel?" Anyway, he couldn't hear it...

"..." Eric shook his head violently, opened his mouth but closed it again, unable to utter a word of rebuttal.

I got up and walked over to pat him on the shoulder, sighing: "Young man, you still have to learn."

"Wait a minute! Miss Yu!" Eric looked confused, "If you meet Mr. Reborn, how sure are you?"

As soon as I stopped, I thought back to the scene when I saw him for the second time, and instantly felt a little delicate.

"Thirty percent." I twitched the corners of my mouth, laughed a few times, and touched my nose, "Do you think that Mr. Reborn seems to be short of women? There must be many women who post back, right? I am not short of me." And Definitely still one of the weirdest...

"Miss Yu! Don't give up before you work hard!" Eric encouraged me sincerely, "You have your uniqueness!"

"..." It's because you are too unique that you have problems, young man!I think this topic will turn into a deadly topic of how to plot against Mr. Reborn...

"Stop talking. Boy, study ink." I spread out the rice paper, pressed the upper right corner with the inkstone, and picked up the pen to write.

Eric watched intently from the sidelines, but I ignored it and finished writing the family letter in wild cursive, in one go.Then put the pen down, wait for the ink to dry completely, stretch out your hand and fold it in half three times, then turn your head and ask: "Eric, do you have liquor here?"

"Yes! There is Laobaigan!" Eric nodded, rushed to the edge of the wine cabinet and took out a jug of wine from the bottom of the bottom, carefully unpacked it, and poured a glass with the wine mechanism he didn't know where he got Passed both hands to me, eyes slightly lowered, with a pious expression on his face, "Here, Master Yu."

"..." I took it blankly, went out and poured some wine on the family letter in the southeast corner, lit it with a match, and watched it burn slowly.

"It's, is it over?" Eric stood behind me, pawing at the door, and asked in a low voice.

What did he think I was doing... I sighed, turned around and nodded to him: "It's over."

The other party breathed a sigh of relief, came over and knelt down to look at the pile of ashes, and asked curiously: "Master Yu, what kind of ceremony is this? Exorcism?"

"..." So ordinary people just think too much... I smiled, "Well, get rid of bad luck."

How can I tell him that this is just my habit... Whenever I encounter trouble, I will write down the situation and burn it to my grandpa in the sky for comfort...

"Really! It's really bad luck recently, I hope it will be smoother in the future..." Eric looked happy, and respectfully bowed to the pile of ashes after speaking.

With far-sighted eyes, I put on the appearance of an outsider, and took a sip of the remaining half glass of white wine...

Well, good wine.

It's late afternoon, half an hour before the bar opens.

In the name of heart-to-heart talk, I greeted Eric to sit down and start talking.

"Actually, you're right...but the boss has helped me a lot after all, and it's impossible for me to create a gap with him because of such a small matter." Eric looked tangled and fell into distress.

"This is your own decision." I looked up at the store and asked him, "Is this store given to you by your boss?"

"No, I got it with my own money..."

"So, your boss didn't do anything other than save your life and give you a shelter back then?" I narrowed my eyes and smiled happily, "In this way, you and that boss During Miss Alyssa's relationship, whenever there was a conflict between you, your boss must put down his figure and apologize to you for his daughter, right? You always feel that he has helped you a lot, but if you think about it carefully, is it really him? Did he help you a lot, or did he make you think he helped you a lot?"

Eric sat there stunned, as if his three views had been greatly impacted.

"I think... the fact that he saved you back then may have something to do with it..."

"Stop talking!" Eric stood up with a shocked expression on his face, and took several steps back until he hit the table behind before stopping, "Master of language! You, you look a little scary... "

"Hehe." I smiled without saying a word.There is no need to calculate this kind of thing. It only needs basic psychology and imagination, plus an understanding of the temperament of these people.

"Please stop talking! There is a banquet the day after tomorrow. It is said that Mr. Reborn will attend, and I will find a way to take you there! Please stop talking!" Eric ran back to his room with his head in his arms. I couldn't even shout. I can't shout.

I silently withdrew my outstretched hand.

This kid, his ability to bear it is too poor...and I just wanted to remind him that it's time for the store to open soon.