The man rescued from Kabukicho

But when the short and thin Boss Nakai went around the shelf and saw Cirou's appearance clearly, he immediately put away his panic expression, and then his face darkened again, and he turned his head and gave Takao a hard look.

Jiro guessed that maybe Takao-kun used too exaggerated words when conveying the message.

This kind of situation has happened before. One time, a neighborhood gangster came to the store to buy bento, and they had an argument with the clerk about the heating. Takao-kun ran to the lounge and shouted, "It's not good, boss! Someone robbed the store!" Everyone was taken aback.After that incident, Takao-kun was scolded by the boss for a long time, which is why Jiro had a slightly frivolous impression of Takao-kun.

However, in that case, the boss just scolded people, so if he apologized sincerely, if the boss was willing to forgive him, he should be scolded, and he should bear it.

Thinking of this, Cilang hurriedly bowed to the boss.

"You boy," the boss looked at the layers of bandages on Cilang's neck, and asked suspiciously, "What have you been doing these days? Why don't you talk?"

Ci Lang hurriedly bowed, apologized silently, and then showed him the explanation written in the ledger.

The short, thin, middle-aged man took the account, squinted his eyes and read it, his eyes wandering between the paper and Cilang.

To be able to operate a convenience store in such a chaotic neighborhood for a long time, the owner Nakai is naturally a shrewd person. The first rule he pursues is to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

Hiring Mochizuki Jirou, a former criminal, on the one hand, he has been in the news, he is a downright unlucky guy, an honest man who was cheated by a woman, and he is a manipulative type; on the other hand, he agreed to pay Mochizuki Jirou a salary higher than other employees One-third less, and he is willing to work more night shifts. The 1.8-meter height can deter the gangsters who are short of money at night, saving money and convenience.

But no matter how convenient Mochizuki Jirou was in saving money, he became a complete trouble in the eyes of the boss Nakai after knowing that the loan company hadn't let him go.

In fact, people from the lending company came to the store before to "inquire" Mochizuki Jirou's working hours, and the boss Nakai naturally knew everything about the men in black.

Mochizuki Jirou didn't show up the next day, the boss Nakai thought he was dead, and sighed for a moment, but he didn't expect him to be alive.

And it appeared again.

Looking at the explanation written by Wang Yuejirou on the paper, he was as honest as expected, he confessed that he was attacked by the lending company, and he also said that the wages he did not receive last month could be used to offset absenteeism fees. He was so honest to the point of incompetence.Judging from the bandages around his neck, he must have been severely beaten by those from the Murata group.

How did Mochizuki Jiro escape from the lending company?And it seems to be doing well?The clothes and trousers were cheap items that he had seen worn before, but he actually had a wallet to pierce the wound, and the medical expenses were not cheap.

Among other things, Mochizuki Jirou is indeed good-looking. It is not surprising that this kind of handsome guy, whether rich or male, is willing to buy him.

Thinking of this, the boss Nakai smacked his lips unhappily.

However, it's been two nights, even if Mochizuki Jirou really found a backer and didn't even buy a new set of clothes, how good is this backer?

I wanted to scold this trouble immediately, but the boss is a cautious person after all. He scanned the store thoughtfully and found four or five customers who were familiar faces nearby. He also looked at the bandage on Cilang's neck. Suddenly a plan came to mind.

The boss Nakai returned the account to Jiro, and said in a slightly louder voice than usual: "I have understood the situation."

Ci Lang, who lowered his head and waited for a reply, finally waited for the boss to speak, and hurriedly looked at him.

Only then did Cilang notice that several customers had come to the store, and they were familiar faces who had been served by the cashier before, and some of them were looking at him curiously.

Cirou tried his best to restrain his nervousness, gritted his teeth and straightened his back.He really hoped that he could shrink down, so small that he would not be noticeable, but intellectually he understood that for such a tall man, shrinking and shrinking would only embarrass himself more.

The boss didn't know why today, but his voice was very loud. When he opened his mouth, even the customers who hadn't looked at him before looked over.

Boss Nakai: "Mochizuki-kun, I took you in softly because you seem to be quite honest. I didn't expect... Sigh, hiring ex-convicts is really at your own risk!"

why?

Cirou opened his eyes wide.

The words "ex-criminal" sharpened the eyes of those customers. Cilang felt as if he had been stripped of his clothes in public, and he was extremely ashamed.

These three words that cannot be escaped can erase his personality as soon as they appear, as if he suddenly became some kind of ugly and terrifying inhuman creature.

The boss, Nakai, didn't seem to see Cilang's astonishment, and said loudly and earnestly: "However, work-related injuries must not be counted. Being entangled in personal matters such as entanglement with the lending company is really not within the scope of the convenience store's employment responsibility. It is clear that without such an obligation, it is impossible to give you compensation for work-related injuries."

No, he didn't claim workers' compensation.

Ci Lang shook his head in panic.

How could he make such an unreasonable request? !He clearly wrote that he was willing to resign and use the wages he did not receive last month as compensation for absenteeism!

Could it be that the boss read it wrong?

The eyes piercing from around were like sharp arrows, Cilang hurriedly wrote in the notebook in a panic.

But the boss, Nakai, still ignored him, and continued to say loudly, "As for the loss you caused to the store by absenteeism for several days without reason, and the loss caused by hiring new people, you will not be compensated. The previous wages have also been lost." Settlement. Then, from now on, Mochizuki-kun, you are no longer an employee of this store, and everything about you has nothing to do with this store from now on. Alas, Mochizuki-kun, please do your best in the future, and you should be a good man again!"

Hearing that the boss was so tolerant, some customers sighed in a low voice, "Boss Sang is really a good person", and other customers also nodded secretly.Therefore, they were even more disgusted at the sight of that handsome guy and the former clerk. Really, he was obviously a handsome guy, but he was actually such a despicable scum.

Knowing that the boss did it on purpose and wouldn't read his own explanation, Cilang gave up writing, the hand holding the account book was hanging by his side, and his other hand stretched out to his throat.

Why are you so weak that you lose your voice?

Why are you so incapable that you can't speak?

why!

Cilang, who was extremely angry with himself, grabbed his throat tightly.

"Ho... ho..." There was a very slight, hoarse sound like a broken bellows from his throat.

Is it sound?Is this kind of noise counted as sound?

Jiro seemed to have grasped hope.

But he heard customers whispering, "What does he want?" "Threats of self-harm? Money?"

No, he just wanted to make a sound, just to clarify for himself.

……

Did anyone actually listen to him?Is there any use in what he said?

No one listened, no one listened to the truth he told!

Can it make a sound, what's the difference?

It's the same now, even if he can speak, no one will listen!

At this moment, a despair darker than Yayu was born in Cilang's heart.

Like being thrown into the deep sea, everything outside is blocked by consciousness.

But Takao-kun's untimely cheers, probably too abrupt, reached Jiro's ears.

Takao: "Wow! It's a Rolls-Royce Phantom!"

Rolls Lois?Although I am not familiar with this foreign word with long syllables, I seem to have heard it somewhere.

Ding--

A customer pushed the door and entered, and Takao shouted enthusiastically: "Welcome! The rich man who drives the Phantom!"

Rich man-san?What a strange name.

Cirou thought almost numbly.

He lowered his head, and a pair of patent leather shoes appeared in his sight.

Granny Fengzao said that Master Hechen didn't like patent leather shoes, saying that they looked like the kind of high-class housekeepers who put on airs.

Then I heard a familiar indifferent voice, saying a little harshly: "Master, even if you are a collateral, you were living outside before, but no matter how much you want to be free, how much you don't want to go back to your home with 24-hour bodyguards, today , you have to quit this cheap hourly job that is dropping in value, no matter how long you put it off."

It's Ijuin!

By the way, Ijuin said that the car tonight is the one I usually don't bother to drive, which is the foreign word that Takao-kun said.

Cilang's brain buzzed, he didn't hear what Yijiyuan was saying at all, as if he had finally grasped the straw, he looked at Yijiyuan as if asking for help, pointed at the account, looked at the boss, and pointed to his own neck.

But for some reason, Yijiyuan clearly read the explanation that Cilang wrote in his handbook, but acted as if he hadn't read it, and read out the sincere apology with a look of disgust.

After reading it, Ijuin ignored the customers' criticisms to the boss, Nakai, and said indifferently: "I found a good reason, I didn't ask for that little money, and I also expressed my apology, which is in line with your proper etiquette. Then what? Why delay until now?"

Confused by Ijuin's tone and words, but Cirou understood the question, he grabbed the pen anxiously, rushed over to write in the notebook in Ijuin's hand.

It looked as if the young master, who was slandered and bullied by the bad-hearted boss while he was unable to speak, was suing the housekeeper.

The customers figured out what was going on, and looked at the boss with angry eyes. Before, some customers saw that the boss was so kind, and deliberately selected a few more products, and now they are putting those products back.

"I'm really sorry!" At this time, the boss Nakai suddenly bowed deeply to Yijuin, "It's because I have too many colored glasses, live in such a chaotic place, and have contacted too many punks, my heart is filthy and my eyesight is dim I misunderstood the young master, and it is all my fault for causing such serious unhappiness to the two distinguished guests. I will settle the salary for the young master right now."

Yijiyuan didn't say a word, just looked down at Cilang who was almost lying in his arms in a hurry to write, he pulled Cilang away by the back of his neck, let Cilang stand upright, and said sternly: "Stand up straight. Didn't you learn the etiquette well?" ?”

Jiro didn't finish writing, and wanted to continue to write clearly what happened, but he didn't dare to disobey the stern-looking Yijuin, so he had to stand upright.

Hearing the second half of Ijuin's sentence, the boss, Nakai, immediately knelt down, in Dogeza's apologetic gesture.

Yijiyuan left Cilang's side, walked up to the boss, and said indifferently: "Stand up."

The boss Nakai hurriedly stood up and bowed again and again: "You are really magnanimous."

Yijiyuan snorted, as if threatening softly, and deliberately defrauded: "Mr. Akio Nakai, regarding the fact that you may have leaked my young master's whereabouts to an illegal lending company, leading to his kidnapping, a lawyer will come to you to investigate later. Don't worry. , everything will go through legal channels. After all, our Yijuyuan consortium is not something like the Murata group."

The boss, Nakai, was ashamed at the scene, and when he heard the words of the Yijiyuan Consortium, his feet softened and he knelt down again.

It really is.

Yijiyuan cast a cold gaze: "Then, I'm sorry."

Saying goodbye to the air, Yijiyuan walked back to Cilang, pretending to be stern: "Let's go, young master."

Jiro finally understood what happened.

He was also helped by Yijuin.

In just a few minutes, just a few words, Yijiyuan successfully changed the image of "Mochizuki Jiro" in everyone's eyes from "ex-criminal" to "young master".

And he spent several times the time, and he couldn't even clarify for himself.

Jirou looked at the store manager on the ground, the customers whose eyes became friendly, and Takao-kun who was still happily waving goodbye to him abruptly, and then looked up at Ijuin.

He didn't know if he had an illusion, he felt that Yijiin's eyes were the gentlest among the people he met.

Escorted by Yijuin, who looked like a housekeeper, Jiro walked out of the convenience store and got into the car.

It was very silent all the way, and after returning to Yijiyuan's house, Cilang started to write in his handbook.

Ijuin came out of the bathroom and saw Jiro waiting in the corridor outside the bathroom.

in such a hurry?

Yijiyuan took the account.