I'm working on infrastructure in Xihuan

Dalton got off work early today, which stunned the entire Velvet County government.

Although the county government doesn't have a system for clocking in and out of get off work at designated times, and you can just finish your free work during working hours, but? With the current workload of the county government, standing up and leaving before dark can be regarded as leaving early.

And you must know that their finance minister, Dalton, is an overtime maniac comparable to Lawrence. He sleeps in the office for more than 25 days a month, and how many days he does not sleep in the office? Velvet has no home.

——Dalton has to say here, he really doesn't have a home in Velvet.

He didn't buy a house in Velvetre, so he came with a suitcase and packed lightly when he came. Anna arranged a guest house for him in the Rawlers Manor, and he never moved his things away once he put them away.

What Rollus Manor lacked most was vacant houses. After all, if guests came, it would not be respectful to allow individuals to live in the guest rooms of the main house, as if the huge manor could not afford to build a few more small buildings to entertain guests.

It's a pity that Lucien didn't have the hobby of inviting a bunch of guests over for vacation or carnival, so those exquisite and luxurious houses could only be left empty for a long time.

Dalton heard from Lawrence that before Lucien came, when the Rolles manor belonged to His Royal Highness Luthers, the manor would be rented out from time to time to certain minor nobles who needed to maintain the scene or rich people who came to vacation on a whim, and those The vacant guest house was built by an earlier owner than Luthers. At that time, the manor was always full of songs and traffic, and the bright lights of the guest house reflected the manor as if it were day.

Of course, the cost of supporting such a luxurious life is also huge, and the establishment of that house is not good at management. After not many years of sitting and eating, the manor had to be packaged and sold together with the servants in it to compensate them. huge debts owed.

Lawrence, who was underage at the time, was also in the package. The contract he signed was for a long period of time, and the conditions for breaching the contract were so harsh that when the manor changed hands again and again, he had no choice but to leave. It can be changed hands like an appendage of the manor.

Lawrence is not shy about talking about this with his colleagues. In a certain sense, he is a person who is so honest that he has almost no secrets. It's just that he is so honest that he seems to be trying to cover up some deeper secrets.

On the contrary to Lawrence, Dalton is the one who never talks about his own affairs, but he will be perfunctory if the topic touches the edge, and no one can see what he is thinking in his heart.

William: I'm always out of touch with them for being too normal ==.

But? William is a nice guy.

He didn't know what was going on in his two colleagues' minds, and it didn't prevent him from being considerate of their rare gaffes. Whether it was Lawrence leaving early without saying a word or Dalton leaving get off work suddenly in the middle of a conversation, he could smile and express his understanding , And go out to ride a horse to blow the wind by yourself so as not to get emotional.

——When he rode his horse around for the third time and saw Dalton turning into a tavern, he hypnotized himself more and more repeatedly.

Work, isn't that what it is, why are you angry, it's not worth it, it's not worth it.

……

Dalton walked into a tavern.

A random tavern on the tavern street, with the arrival of the spring hunting season, the tavern street that was closed in the winter is full of vitality again.

This is the nearest town to the Spring Hunting Market. Many adventurers would come to the town in droves to change their tastes and order some good ones after they got tired of drinking the dull wine at the food stalls and made some money.

In order to prevent adventurers from drinking and making trouble, the patrols of the security team have recently been strengthened to three times a day, and there are even more security guards stationed on the streets where taverns gather, ready to tie up drunken and troublemakers and throw them in a small dark room to sober up. You have to pay the full fine the next day before you can be released.

It doesn't matter if you can't hand it over, the Lord Lord's mine is short of labor.

With the deterrence of the magistrate, the order in the tavern street is much better than before. Doton followed the adventurers he randomly selected on the road. Whichever tavern they entered, he also followed into which tavern. Look up at the store's signboard, and look at the layout inside the door.

Usually, Doton would habitually look at it this way. From the signboard and layout, he could guess the taste of the store, and then avoid options with bad taste.

Spending money and not being able to eat delicious food will make him feel very bad.

Fortunately, he had good luck in the blind selection this time. The tavern was not so dirty and greasy that it was unappetizing. The table was wiped and the chairs looked good enough to sit on. Invite him to sit in the empty seat.

The taverns on the tavern street can be called good shops if they can reach this level.

"No need." Dalton declined the buddy's guidance, and pointed to a spot in the corner, "I? Just sit there."

Before the buddy could reply, he had already strode over.

"Eh? But over there... sir? Sir?" The clerk tried to stop him from behind, but he didn't dare to reach out to the official.

"It's okay." Dao Dunshi sat down on the chair, pointed to the person opposite him who was lying on the table holding a wine glass, "We? We know each other."

Dalton dismissed the buddy with a few words, and ordered a cup of hot ale for himself. While waiting, Dalton propped his chin and poked the person opposite, "It's not a good thing to go out to drink during working hours, me? Honorable Master Tosyev."

This golden hair is so conspicuous that it is difficult for him to pretend not to see it. He originally planned to find a place to drink quietly, but he had to come over to take a look out of the friendship of his colleagues to see if this person is dead drunk. It can be completely ignored.

Master Lawrence Tosyev groaned twice after being poked by him, subconsciously escaping from reality and hiding his head in his arms, but he was not so drunk that he completely lost consciousness, barely opened his eyes halfway to glance at who is so expressionless , and seemed to dislike Dalton's noise, closing his eyes and waving his hands to drive people away.

"Hey...why are you doing this?" Dalton couldn't help hissing in pain after being slapped on the hand by a middle-level warrior, feeling deeply that he should be seeing Lawrence's golden hair In the next second, he turned around and went out to change to another store.

In the eyes of his subordinates, he might leave work early because he was so happy because of his sudden promotion, but if it was really because of this, he would rather do more work in the office, so that he would calm down when he was too excited. .

He would run out, only because he was not very happy, and his emotions had accumulated to the point where it affected his work efficiency.

Dalton didn't understand why he did a good job and suddenly started to recall the past, but when he recalled the messy things in the past, his emotions fell uncontrollably to the end, and he didn't want to socialize with his colleagues or see anyone. The people I know are full of thoughts of finding a corner to drink a cup and drink whatever I want, and it is best to leave him alone.

In this way, if he gets too drunk and can't control his emotions, he won't be too embarrassed when he sobers up the next day.

……

Oh.

Dalton looked again at Lawrence, who was holding a wine glass and trying to bury his head in the table, and understood.

Okay, it's all his fault. It's because he meddles in other people's business and has a brain. He shouldn't be so friendly as a colleague.

The clerk brought up the hot ale he ordered, Dalton picked up the wine glass and gulped for a while, then stood up and patted his head, which was a little dizzy from drinking too much, and couldn't help but give Lawrence a dirty hand. s hair.He has been displeased with this beautiful blond hair for a long time.

"Drink less, and drink at least two pots of hot tea before going to sleep." Dalton hiccupped, sounding unconvincing, "I have to work tomorrow, and you will feel better if you get a hangover."

Lawrence moved his head buried on the table, and responded in a muffled voice.

When the camaraderie of colleagues was exhausted, Doton patted his butt with peace of mind and prepared to go out to find a drink at another place. It was better to be quiet and there were no people. Put your head down as relaxed as Lawrence and pretend you're dead.

Dalton turned his head.

Dalton turned around.

Dalton's nose collided with the cold and hard armor, causing his nose to ache, and some physiological tears came out of his eyes.

He raised his head and met William's enthusiastic and slightly distorted smile.

"You come to drink too!" William slapped him heavily on the shoulder, forcing Dalton to sit back on the chair again, "Ah! Lawrence is here too! Don't you think it's a coincidence!"

William showed a big smile, dragged a chair from the side and sat down, "Come on, come on! You're welcome! It's rare that we can join us, let's go together today!"

William is a nice guy.

William is considerate of his colleagues' petty emotions.

Does it have anything to do with William dragging his colleagues who secretly party and drinking behind his back to cry under the table? !

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