flammable and irritable

Sisyphus lived a peaceful and comfortable life, and all temptations from all sides were suppressed by the store manager under this level of comfort.

The store manager spends most of his waking hours in the swimming pool, gym, and piano room.

And his shop assistants are much more slack.

When the shop is most leisurely in the afternoon, they usually get together to play mahjong.

"Bingcheng, it's great that you're here. We used to have three missing one, and it's so boring to let the waiters below beat them together. It's all right now, and I don't have to worry about this anymore. I'm worried about this situation." Catherine said with a smile.

Long Bingcheng smiled back, holding the Great Wall in his hand.

"Nonsense." Mike spread the cards, and the other three looked at them, sighed and shook their heads, gave Mike the money they lost, and continued to fight.

After a while, Mike went crazy again, and this time Catherine quit.She complained: "Mike, this is not fair, you also have the blood of the ancient Xia country, Mahjong is much better than us."

Mike accepted the money in silence, as if he didn't want to tangle with her, "You said you wanted to play mahjong."

The implication is that if he plays bridge, which you are good at, he will naturally not be able to win.But you, Catherine, want to play mahjong, who can you blame?

Catherine shut her mouth obediently, and after a while she coded the cards and began to mutter in a low voice: "Really, can't you let others?"

After a while, Catherine's triumphant laughter burst out in the living room.

"Hahaha, I'm stupid! How do you say a word? By the way, it's called 'Feng Shui turns'! Come, come, bring money~"

Mike looked at her silently, Long Bingcheng looked at her with a smile, only the simple and honest Hercules Jiaxi frowned tightly, and said very seriously: "You are cheating."

……

Catherine's laughter stopped abruptly, like swallowing a hundred flies.

She looked at the cards carefully, then gave Gacy a hard look.

Hercules was very wronged.

Elsevier came out of the gym and sat behind the bar, facing these noisy clerks, with a glass of dry red in his hand, and his slender fingers tapped nimbly on the laptop.

He wears a pair of rimless glasses, occasionally raises his head, raises his wine glass and silently looks at the laughing shop assistants, and occasionally looks out of the window, no one knows what he is thinking, only the drooping arc of his mouth decreases I guess he is probably in a good mood at the moment.

The stairs leading to the third floor have been specially treated, even if the cat walks on it, people in the bright and bright living room can clearly hear its footsteps.

The noise around the mahjong table continued, and there was a sound of treading footsteps, with brisk steps, as if telling people that their owners were in a good mood.

"Hi!" Five young people appeared at the top of the stairs, the first one holding a bottle of red wine.

"Hi, Charles." Catherine hastily put down the cards in her hand, and it was really time for her to come secretly. She warmly greeted the visitors, "Is the trip to Gamma Star going well?"

"Of course." Charles lifted the red wine in his hand, "I brought good wine to share the joy of victory." He walked to the bar and sat down, and the other four sat around him.

Charles' brown eyes scanned the various famous wines on the shelf behind Elswell, his throat moved, and then he looked at Elswell who was operating the computer with some resignation, and said with great aggrievedness:

"My dear, miserly store manager, for the sake of hard work and hard work, can you give me a few glasses to hold the fine wine we brought?"

Elsevier's fingers stopped typing on the keyboard, and he looked up at him. His blue eyes looked through the lens, adding a layer of icy brilliance.

His gaze turned to Catherine, he called out "Catherine" lightly, and then moved to the computer again.

"Understood." Catherine stood up with a smile, and walked towards the bar with a charming figure.

Charles and the others watched her go around the bar in fascination, until they saw her carrying a tray and the five glasses on it with a charming smile, they all fell down.

"I said, dear store manager, are you just rewarding hyenas (hyenas) who were born and died for Sisyphus like this?"

Charles whined.

Looking at the five crystal clear wine glasses that had been placed on the bar, Charles curled his lips, then looked up at the row of exquisite crystal glasses that they had dreamed of for a long time on the shelf, and opened his mouth just as he was about to take another look. After complaining, the store manager was looking at them, his lips were tightly pursed, and his eyes were slightly narrowed.

Charles' light brown hair stood on end, and then he turned around stiffly, with a twisted smile on his lips, and greeted, "Hey, guys, come and have a drink~"