MTL - Night Hacker-Chapter 9 newcomer to fish pond

   Chapter 9 Fish Pond Newcomer

   "It's so dangerous, it's so dangerous, it's almost been calculated..."

  In the fish pond izakaya, Gu Helei was paralyzed on the wooden sofa. This kind of "connection" really consumes brain power and feels that his body is hollowed out.

   He took a sip of wolfberry water and was shocked, and then he slowly recovered.

   Looking back in my mind, I saw that the electronic panel was still there, but the hazy light and shadow were a little different.

The   [Share] option is lit, and a prompt box will appear as soon as you pay attention:

  "The current number of new shared contacts is: 0"

   "Number of contacts available: 1"

   "Contact 1, Note Nickname: None"

  What is this...

  [Database] still can't be opened, what the **** is the "program data" that thing said?

  Gu He thought for a while, but it looked very real. He had better do some psychological self-examination to find out what was going on.

   He was studying when he suddenly heard the creaking sound of the door opening.

  Gu He came back to his senses, and saw that it was on the side of the small aisle, the metal door connecting the fish pond and the Li Cai club was opened, and a chunky cook and a tall fashionable beauty came over, it was Fan Debao and Caiyin Kumiko.

   "Xiaohe, good morning."

   "Morning, two." Gu He got up from the sofa, Miss Caiyin was still radiant, and she was wearing a beautifully printed kimono.

  Vanderbilt is a red middle-aged sportswear with two big characters "Dongtu" printed on the chest.

  Old Fan looked haggard, with large black eye circles, and his eyes were bloodshot. The most frightening thing was that there were a few blue veins on his forehead that kept jumping, as if they would burst open at any time.

   The way Lao Fan looked at him was very unfriendly, as if it was all his fault.

  Gu He scratched his head, what did Lao Fan do last night? Did you come back from Li Cai, dance with cows and have fun all night?

   "How are you feeling?" Miss Caiyin asked.

   "It's okay, the stamina of the wine is quite strong, I'm a little dizzy, I seem to have hallucinations..."

   "It's normal to have hallucinations, it will be fine in two days." Vanderbilt said with a strange expression, "Have you had hallucinations?"

   "No, it's just a metaphor." Gu He said quickly.

   I have to hide my tail. If they, especially Lao Fan, know that he may have a mental problem, that's fine.

   He quickly changed the subject: "Are there any results from last night's talent test?"

   "Your talent is between the third gear and the fourth gear, so let me give you a fourth gear."

  Vanderbilt said it reluctantly, showing that he was disgusting with his ordinary aptitude.

   But Ayon Kumiko smiled even more and clapped a few times, "This talent is enough, there is potential for development! Xiaohe, I have talked to Lao Fan and decided to leave you to work in the fish pond first."

  Although the overspeed gear is really an illusion, Gu He breathed a sigh of relief, and it seemed that his life was temporarily saved.

   "I still have a few questions." Fan Debao asked, "Isn't your name A Ming before, why do you call yourself Gu He?"

   "I don't want to use the previous nickname anymore, Gu He just started it."

  Gu He replied in a natural tone, it was much easier to deal with Lao Fan than to deal with that sub-personality.

   "How did you know so much about what you were doing in the voodoo ruins?" Vanderbilt asked again.

   "A lot?" Gu He asked back, "I've been on the streets since I was a child. I can do everything and know a little bit of everything."

   His answer is absolutely reasonable. People on the street do not mean that they have no ability or knowledge. On the contrary, there are many people on the street.

  Especially in Liuguang City, the streets have their own set, otherwise how can street rats survive in this world.

   "Well Xiaohe, you do have a special temperament, which is not something ordinary wild dogs have."

   Unlike Lao Fan, Ayane Kumiko became more satisfied with Gu He the more she looked at him, "That's one of the reasons why I like you."

   "Okay, Lao Fan." She persuaded again, "We finally figured it out, no problem, just Xiaohe."

   "Be more eye-catching in the future, the thermos cup you used will be deducted from your salary." Fan Debao said gruffly to Gu He, reluctantly agreeing to the recruitment.

   "Thank you Boss Fan, thank you Boss Caiyin... Then what is my job, Niulang?"

   It's good to have a hiding place, but Gu He always feels a little self-pity.

   He decided not to be a migrant worker very early on, and he opened a psychological clinic by himself, which was quite impressive.

   I really didn’t expect that once I crossed, I would have to receive the blessing again.

   "Just be a cowherd and go to Licai's side; if you are on the fish pond side, just do everything."

  Vanderbilt's face was fierce, "To be precise, you can do whatever I tell you to do."

  Gu He frowned, he hesitated to say anything, this old guy has already thought about how to exploit him before he even started...

   He seemed to see Lao Fan waving his whip and shouting to create surplus value quickly!

"It's not that serious." Kumiko Caiyin saw Gu He's nervousness and said softly, "Your job is an ordinary cowherd in the store, you go there when you need to accompany customers, and then learn from Lao Fan in all aspects. "

   "Oh." Gu He nodded, and then thought, what is the difference between this and what Lao Fan said?

   "Then you have to work hard." Ayane Kumiko cheered, "Graduate from Lao Fan as soon as possible, and become an extraordinary cowherd as soon as possible!"

   At the same time, Vanderbilt strode to the door and opened the glass door.

  The bustling scene of Shouhui Street and the various sounds of the clamor entered the store immediately.

   Fishpond izakaya, open for business.

   "Wipe down the entire bar."

  Vanderbilt gave the first work order and walked to the back of the bar; while Kumiko Ayane was going back to Reica.

   Salary! Gu He is stuck in his throat, he hasn't talked about salary yet!

   Could it be that at the moment he was taken away by Miss Caiyin yesterday, he had already signed a contract of selling himself?

   He was not satisfied, but since he was a gentleman, he didn't want to quarrel with Lao Fan, who was tired and irritable and had a chef's knife in his hand.

   wiped the bar, and then went to wipe the table, so I could take a sip of wolfberry water and watch TV a few times.

   He will be exhausted after a while, and he is still suitable for the kind of work that sits on the sofa and chats with people...

   At this time, a group of guests entered the izakaya, and Lao Fan said to him, "Go and greet the guests."

Gu He saw that there were four or five black people, all with green-blue or red-purple double ponytails, wearing women's sleeveless T-shirts and shorts, revealing arms and thighs full of tattoos, and their bodies were as strong as a game. members of the gang.

  Although they wear enchanting smoky makeup, they look like men, and they all have Adam’s apples.

   Sure enough, one of them said in a stout male voice: "Old Fan, is there no one to greet us **** niggas?"

   "What are you doing?" Fan Debao urged Gu He in a cold voice, "Don't you think Cowherd only entertains female guests?"

   "..." Gu He thought, well, it's because he has a small layout.

  People’s psychological differences have created various preferences and hobbies, and Liuguang City is an extremely diverse place.

  Being yourself is done, and it is not surprising that you and the old king next door tied the knot one day.

   "Welcome to the fish pond." Gu He showed a professional smile and walked up to the guests, "Do you need anything?"

   "He is the resident Cowherd in the fishpond." Fan Debao reminded behind the bar, "Today, the newcomer is rewarded, and there is no service fee for the Cowherd."

   This group of black cross-dressed muscular men showed strange eyes, sat down at the bar, and laughed:

   "Yo my brother!"

   "My dad is a cowboy, you look a bit like my dad."

   "He's not, man. Your mom doesn't really know who your dad is, but I'm pretty sure your dad is black."

   These muscular men looked at him with ambiguous eyes, as if they were implying something.

  Gu He smiled without saying a word, served them wine and food, and served them well.

  Don't look at me, man, there's no drama, Cowherd doesn't sell his body, and he only sells to beautiful clients, no, it won't be really fragrant...

   Do you want to order Cowherd, you can order your votes and investments, fresh and tender Cowherd!

   (end of this chapter)