Midnight Bookstore Chapter 274

Zhou Ze came back with the Oriole on his back. The Oriole put one arm around Zhou Ze's neck and licked the ice cream in the other hand from time to time. Zhou ze could smell the delicate fragrance of the girl and the sweetness of the ice cream.

“Boss, are you tired?”

“No.”

“Then is the Oriole very heavy?”

“No.”

“Then why does the boss always slide yingying down and lift her up?”

“No.”

“Yes, yes.”

“Yingying.”

“Ah, boss.”

“Why aren't you wearing a bra?”

“Boss, Yingying always wore a bra in the past.”

“Then why are you wearing a bra today?”

“It was the boss who changed Yingying's clothes today.”

“Oh, my bad. I thought you were from the Qing dynasty and were used to wearing dudou.”

“Boss, you like Dudou?”

“I like them all.”

They casually chatted about some interesting news about Paris's latest fashion week,

zhou Ze carried Bai Yingying on his back and walked to the entrance of the bookstore.

There was a song playing in the bookstore.

“She lost contact with a prostitute in Guangdong?”

Bai Yingying hummed along to the song and then asked,

“Boss, What Song Is This? It's so exciting.”

“He has been wandering in Guangdong for ten years. It's called ‘Guangdong Love Story'. It's sung in Cantonese.”

“Oh, it's a song.”

Pushing open the door of the bookstore, Zhou Ze found a stranger in the bookstore. This person was wearing a set of white clothes and a pair of thousand-soled cloth shoes. He was holding a writing brush and waving at the white paper on the bar counter.

The old priest was sitting in his wheelchair. He clapped and shouted, “Yes!”

Zhou Ze placed Yingying on the sofa and walked over to take a look.

“Boss, you're back. This customer is a great calligrapher. He came to our store to drink a cup of tea and didn't bring any money, but he brought a brush, ink, paper, and Inkstone. This poor priest asked him to leave a piece of calligraphy for tea money.”

Zhou ze nodded and didn't say anything about it. A cup of tea didn't cost much, so it was reasonable for him to leave a piece of calligraphy.

“Hu!”

It was written,

it was signed and printed.

This man in white, who was almost 50 years old, took two steps back and looked at his own calligraphy.

The old Taoist also went up and kept shouting, “Good calligraphy, good calligraphy! It has a profound meaning and the words are sonorous. Boss, how about hanging it in the bookshop?

“Hang it under your sign that says, ‘I heard it in vain, so I heard it'?”

“Generously singing songs of Yan City, calmly becoming Chu Qiu. Drawing the knife into a quick stroke, not letting the youth down.”

Every word was written with great charm. It was not an exaggeration for the old priest to say that every word was sonorous. Zhou Ze did not know much about calligraphy, but from the perspective of the onlookers, it was indeed a good calligraphy.

However, when he heard the old priest say that he wanted to frame this piece of calligraphy and hang it outside, Zhou Ze said directly,

“Don't Hang it outside the door. Hang it in your own room.”

“What?”

The old priest was shocked. There must be something fishy about the abnormality!

When the boss treated you well, it meant that he saw a pit in front of you and was ready to watch you jump into it.

This was the experience that the old priest had tested time and time again at the edge of 404.

“Hehe, this boss is right. This piece of calligraphy is not suitable for hanging in the hall. This is an excerpt from Wang Jinwei's ‘generosity chapter'.”

“What, a traitor's poem?”

The old priest immediately pointed at the fifty-year-old man and said,

“I say, brother, this is too unkind. I saw that you didn't bring any money, so I agreed to let you use a piece of calligraphy to exchange for tea money. Are you writing this piece of calligraphy not to scold me?

“Do you know what this place is?”?

“Even a little kid has to leave a part of his calligraphy here!”

“If the calligraphy is good, then it's fine. But if it's hung outside, then it's not necessary. My calligraphy is not that cheap. A cup of tea can't be exchanged.”

The old man in white started to pack up his brush and ink, then turned around and walked out of the bookstore.

“Who is this person?”The old priest was still brooding over this matter.

“Yu Wenyuan.”Zhou Ze looked at the signature and said, “Maybe he felt that you exchanged a cup of tea for one of his calligraphy. He felt that it was too much of a loss, so he deliberately wrote something so that you couldn't hang it up to show off. That's why he felt more balanced in his heart.”

“Stingy. Who does he think he is? A guy who dresses like a cosplay server to show off. No matter how good his calligraphy is, is it worth it to have a leader's inscription?”

Zhou ze ignored the angry old priest. After washing his hands, he changed into a white coat and went to the second floor.

Old Xu's condition was also improving, but he had not woken up yet. In Zhou Ze's opinion, old XU's self-awareness might still be temporarily repelling him from waking up because his master had become his enemy who killed his father and mother, he did not know how he should face this matter after he woke up.

But at least his physical condition had recovered quite well.

Zhou Ze went to the glass tank again to look at the death attendant, but he found that a few blades of grass had actually grown on the body of the death attendant.

“Old Priest!”

Zhou Ze walked down from upstairs,

“What did you add to the glass tank of the death attendant? !”

There were very few people in the study room who could move now. Zhou Ze was one of them. Yingying had just woken up and had been with him the whole time, so the suspect was directly identified.

“He didn't add anything?”The old priest asked in puzzlement.

“Then why is there grass growing on his head?”

“F * ck, grass growing on his head?”The old priest was also shocked. “I don't know, Boss. I didn't do anything.”

As he said that..,

the old priest's gaze suddenly turned to monkey who was eating melon seeds at the side. He directly lifted monkey up and asked,

“Monkey, tell me, did you put something in there?”

The Little Monkey was confused at first, but under the gaze of the old priest and the boss, monkey pouted and took out a handful of seeds from his small bag.

“You put seeds in there?”The old priest was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped.

“Squeak, Squeak, Squeak!”

Monkey shouted as he danced and pointed at Zhou Ze from time to time.

The meaning was more or less..,

he saw Zhou Ze fertilizing the death attendants every day,

monkey felt that not only should he fertilize them..,

he should also plant something.

“Watch Your Monkey.”Zhou Ze did not know what to say.

“Hey, Hey, I understand, I understand.”The old priest hurriedly apologized for monkey.

The day in the study room had finally regained some of its vitality. Zhou Ze lay on the sofa and flipped through the newspaper. Bai Yingying lay next to Zhou Ze, holding a copy of “The self-cultivation of a maid”in her hand as she continued to read, she would not let go of any opportunity to study and improve herself.

At night, Zhou Ze first sent Bai Yingying upstairs and then went downstairs to take a shower.

At this time, the door was pushed open and a young man in a cheap suit walked in.

The man looked around after he came in. He stood there without taking a seat.

“Hello?”The old man sitting behind the bar counter shouted. He almost asked, “Are you a human or a Ghost?”.

“Excuse me, does Miss Bai Live Here?”

Zhou Ze, who had pushed open the bathroom door, took a few steps back and looked at the young man. There was a hint of scrutiny in his eyes.

Why are you asking about My Ying Ying?

Also..,

why Does My Ying Ying Know You?

“It's like this. Miss Bai hasn't contacted me in a long time. I'm really worried, so I took the liberty to pay you a visit today.”

“OH.”Zhou Ze responded and sat down on the sofa. He pointed to the seat opposite him and said, “Sit.”

The young man sat down, looking a little uncomfortable.

Why are you so uncomfortable? !

What's with your expression,

why does it look like a son-in-law looking at his father-in-law?

“Why are you looking for her?”

Zhou Ze picked up the already cold tea on the coffee table and took a sip.

“It's like this. I've already taken good care of the house for her.”

“PFFT…”

Boss Zhou spat out a mouthful of water onto the coffee table.

The young man immediately stood up and took a tissue to help Zhou ze wipe off the water stains,

“What's wrong with you?”

“How long have you known each other?”

Zhou ze asked.

Impossible..,

zhou Ze did not think that Yingying had the chance to meet other men. He was usually at home, so Yingying did not have the chance either.

Other than serving him all day, she was playing games. How could she have the time?

Could it be..,

that she was in a coma?

Zhou ze remembered that he had been in a coma for half a month or something,

was it during this period of time?

“I know her. We've known each other for almost a year,”the young man said.

Almost a year?

That meant they had known each other not long after she woke up?

He had been kept in the dark for almost a year?

Zhou Ze's breathing suddenly became rapid,

at this moment..,

he had an impulse to send this guy in front of him to hell,

regardless of whether it was right or wrong, whether it was suitable or not, or whether he would be punished or not, this impulse was getting stronger and stronger.

“Excuse me, where is Miss Bai?”The young man asked.

“Old Priest, prepare the meal,”Zhou ze shouted.

“What?”The old priest was dumbfounded.

“Cui's pig head meat, white cattail tea jerky, xiting crackers, Hai'an steamed bread jerky, rugao old yellow wine, please serve.”

“This…”

The old priest thought to himself, wasn't this what the shop prepared when they served the souls of the dead passing by.

“You don't have to be so polite, you don't have to be so polite. I've eaten, I've eaten.”The young man looked flattered.

He had no idea that he was going to eat the hell set meal.

“It's like this. I've already settled on the townhouse that Miss Bai asked me to look at. The price is almost a quarter of the market price. However, I'm here to confirm one last thing with Miss Bai. Because someone died in that townhouse before, I want to ask Miss Bai if she knows about this matter…”

“Wait!”Zhou Ze interrupted him and asked directly, “What do you do?”

“Oh, I forgot. This is my business card. I'm the sales manager of the Tongcheng chain.”

“Selling houses?”Zhou Ze was puzzled.

This was an intermediary, right?

“Yes, Miss Bai is our Golden VIP customer. In the past year, she has purchased more than ten high-end properties in Tongcheng through our branch.”

“…”Zhou Ze.

“…”an old man who was about to eavesdrop on the gossip pricked up his ears.

“Is there a misunderstanding?”Zhou ze asked.

I know that my maid is very rich,

but I really didn't know that my maid is so rich!

“It's like this. Miss Bai said that her husband has a mistress and has been using the fact that he has more than twenty properties to seduce her husband.

“Therefore, she plans to surpass her in the number of properties. Moreover, Miss Bai said that she doesn't want to relocate, only middle and high-end properties.”

Chapter end