Doomsday Bosses Win the Entertainment Industry - Chapter 996.1

This is a very real civilian store. Menus printed with all kinds of home-cooked dishes cover one wall. The lighting in the store is not good. The wooden table and chairs squeezed the already small space even more cramped, and the table top with cigarette **** burn scars was still greasy even after being wiped clean, obviously it was a few years old.

Mo Sen and Tian Gang were sitting at the table near the back kitchen, with a few plates of stir-frying vegetables, two bowls of rice and two large glasses of beer in front of them. They are not familiar with each other, nor are they unfamiliar, and the atmosphere is unfamiliar, neither embarrassing nor embarrassing.

Both of them took off their coats, Mawson was wearing an inconspicuous plaid shirt, the style was so plain and featureless that he could not find it immediately after throwing it into the crowd. Tian Gang also had nothing to say about his clothes. The upper body was an ordinary sweater with a few torn prints. If he had to say, he looked brighter. At least the color of the clothes was not as lifeless as Mo Sen.

“Speaking of which, Mason, have you come here after graduating from high school?” Tian Gang was at a loss for words.

“Yeah.” Mawson lit a cigarette.

He didn’t move his chopsticks much, and seemed not interested in food or “eating”. Tian Gang’s eyes flickered over his thin body, he didn’t know what to think, his eyes flickered slightly, and he continued to say:

“Uh… I’m working as a cleaner in a housekeeping company. How about you?”

“It’s just a part-time job or something.” Mo Sen replied without hesitation.

Because of the constant smoking, his low-pitched voice sounded even more dry, but due to the sweet tone, his words sounded light, floating in the air, and quickly disappeared.

“Oh, what kind of job do you work?” Tian Gang answered.

Mo Sen, who was holding a cigarette, glanced at him: “A lot, everything.”

“Oh… that’s it.” Tian Gang responded awkwardly, his eyes wandering, and his hand reached for the beer mug.

It’s too torturous, this atmosphere – while drinking, he looked at the menu wall in the store and sighed in his heart.

Wang Dali’s words came to his ears, Tian Gang put down the wine glass, restrained from showing a bitter face, and tried to cut into the topic in a chatty tone:

“Well, isn’t there a clerk in the cafe we ​​met earlier?”

“Who is it?” Mo Sen cast a suspicious look.

The lighting in the room was poor, and the only conspicuous part of him was his light brown hair, which was illuminated by the ceiling light.

“It’s the very young and cute waiter.” Tian Gang described it with difficulty, and gestured twice at the corners of his eyes, “Her eyes are round, and here they are downward, a bit like our sports in those days. teacher…”

The more he spoke, the weaker his voice became, the fingers of both hands curled up, and he carefully lowered them onto the table, his round face hard to hide his unease.

“I don’t know.” Mason said.

“Uh…that’s it.” Tian Gang was choked.

“What happened to that girl?” Mawson asked.

“Ahahaha, nothing.” Tian Gang clenched his hands and laughed dryly, “I was just wondering if you were interested in her or something—”

“Why?” Mo Sen raised his eyes. “Did she tell you something?”

“No, no, no.” Tian Gang hurriedly said, “Well, do you remember the company colleague I pointed you to that day? The guy with a little messy hair. I think he must have a crush on that girl, so… Maybe taking you as an imaginary rival? Haha, I don’t know…”

“It’s annoying, your colleague.” Mo Sen said, “It’s disgusting.”

“Ah, um…”

Tian Gang didn’t expect Mo Sen’s reaction to be like this, his blinking frequency subconsciously accelerated, and his mouth responded intermittently.

“Why did you hang out with him? Is it really okay?” Mo Sen spoke in a rare initiative, and seemed to smile when he said this. His tone was still not strong, but there was a faint sarcasm.

“Hahaha, UU reading www.uukanshu.com who knows, I’m just…”

“I’ve been bothering him for a long time, and I’ve been rude all day.” Mo Sen breathed out a cigarette.

“Eh?” Tian Gang was stunned for a moment, then cautiously said, “Well, you said ‘start early’ just now… But didn’t you say that you were going back to that cafe for the first time?”

“yes.”

“Then you just said ‘early’…”

“I didn’t say it.”

It’s that natural, natural look with some inexplicable eyes. Compared with “sincere”, it contains more vague sense of oppression. The feeling fed back is not “trust the other party”, but self suspect”.

“Oh, oh. Is that so?” Tian Gang said vaguely, “Maybe I misheard…”

(End of this chapter)