It's a pity that even the flag is gone. It seems that today's publicity work was in vain.

Mr. Qianyuan has always been a principled person and would not make up his mind, so after spending half an hour walking back to find the little flag, he took some time to take off his doll clothes, and apologized to the store manager, saying that he didn’t dare to ask for today’s one.

salary.

The store manager always wants to give it, after all, as long as he wears that doll costume and stands outside the store next time, everyone will know which employee he is.

It's a pity that Mr. Qianyuan is always so stubborn.

As a reward, he only kept two apples in advance, one to leave to Miss Caimiao who lives next door, and the other to give to Hirata when he meets him tomorrow.

By the time he put on that old off-white coat and walked out of the still-lit store, it was already completely dark.

Christmas Eve night has really arrived.

The main tone of the pedestrian street is red and white, and the lights are more gorgeous than before. People are coming and going on the street. In order to cater to the festive atmosphere, some girls are not afraid of the cold and dress up as Christmas elk, showing off their white thighs.

There is a radio broadcast in Chinese, Korean and English in my ears, which is used to provide guidance to tourists from other countries.

Mr. Qianyuan walked on the street again wearing a simple off-white coat, and then sat back on the wicker chair opposite the restaurant.

From here, you can clearly see the crowds coming and going in the pedestrian street next to it, especially the special view for couples on Christmas Eve.

There is a trench street next to it... At least Mr. Qianyuan, who has an empty pocket, cannot enjoy it now.

He could see the girls carrying new bags or big shopping bags holding their boyfriends' hands with smiles on their faces, while the boyfriend she was holding had a face ashen as a pig's liver and his eyes were distracted.

The streets and alleys here are full of various shops, clothing, skin care and cosmetics... everything. The stores of each brand have their own characteristics, and there are many designs by many masters. The unique buildings built by big-name designers in order to attract more consumers are amazing.

The eyes are bright, showing the charm of architectural design, and the dazzling array of goods make the girls' eyes shine.

But to the male compatriots who accompanied them here, this large number of high-rise building signs are simply grinning demons and beasts, because they will tear apart wallets and bank cards crazily.

"Honey, you are so kind~ I have liked this new style very much since it was launched last month! Mua~ I love you the most!" the girl said in surprise.

"Well...you, as long as you like it." The man's tone became even more somber.

A couple walked past him. The woman's eyebrows were crescent-shaped, while the man was smiling forcefully, and his hands in his pockets were trembling slightly.

Until this time, Mr. Chihara will always be grateful to Mr. Tanaka for designing the ship girls to be so beautiful, allowing him to indulge in them and not be deceived by three-dimensional women.

From this perspective, Mr. Chihara is undoubtedly lucky because he is accompanied by a two-dimensional beautiful girl instead of a real-life woman pointing at the goods inside.

But he is also unfortunate because his pockets are empty and he cannot even buy a wedding ring for his wives.

I looked at the time, it was half past eight, I had seen enough of the night view, it was time to get to work.

Mr. Qianyuan stretched out, folded the "Human Observation" he had just recorded and prepared it as literary material, and stuffed it into the pocket of his inner shirt. Then he stood up slowly and walked towards tonight's work place.

But before starting work, let's go to the vending machine and buy a can of Coke.

Red.

This is also an old friend of Mr. Qianyuan.

This is an elegant high-end restaurant. It was fully booked on Christmas Eve, but some customers were not seated yet.

Seeing someone else coming, the female student in black work clothes walked over with small steps.

Akiyama Maya is not very old, but she still obtained a part-time work permit due to her enthusiasm, and she still works as a waiter in this high-end restaurant in Ginza.

Although her studies are heavy and she is not very smart, she has also made up her mind to study in France. Her family is not very supportive of this. They have traditional ideas and think that their daughter's family should live a stable and ordinary life.

Go to an ordinary university, marry a reliable ordinary man, raise a husband and raise children.

But after experiencing the emotional betrayal of her childhood sweetheart, she no longer believed in this. After experiencing an encounter, she longed for a butterfly-like romance.

It's too unfair to live in only one place. This life is only once.

Even though she hasn't reached an agreement with her family yet, she wants to earn some living expenses through her own efforts in advance, which will prove a little bit that this throbbing is not just a whim.

The world is a big place, and you should go around it. Young people should take a casual trip. For example, Paris, France, where the Louvre, the palace of art, is located. Although the sewers and rivers are said to be very smelly, she believes

This must be a rumor spread maliciously by some kid.

She put down the English vocabulary book in her hand, quickly straightened her hair, quickly got into working mode, and put on a bright and charming smile.

"Hello, how can I help you?"

The other person didn’t seem to be very old, and she was dressed in a weird outfit that looked a bit like a movie character, but it still didn’t stop her from using honorifics. After all, it’s a Japanese characteristic to “use honorifics to communicate at all times.”

"Sister Akiyama, it's me." The young man pulled down the collar that stood up like a winery killer and said the code, "I'm here to work."

Seeing that familiar face with a magnetic and attractive voice, Akiyama Mayo understood it completely.

"Qianyuan-kun, you are still on time as always!" the girl exclaimed, "it will be nine o'clock in ten minutes, it's just a good time to change clothes."

"I don't arrive early, I don't arrive late, I just go wherever I can. This has always been my style." The young man said affirmatively.

"Then I'll go in first."

"Um."

"see you later."

After briefly waving goodbye to the female colleague behind him, Mr. Qianyuan, as usual, sideways to avoid the colleagues coming out of the back kitchen, imitating the footsteps of James Bond, and humming a little tune softly into the back kitchen.

Location.

When he came out again, he put on a smart and chic attendant uniform, as he always did at this time every day.

Akiyama Maya stared blankly as usual.

Suits are very pretentious things, especially ready-made clothes, which pay special attention to body shape and shoulder-width ratio.

However, having a good figure is what most people dream of, and what a person dreams of is often "asked for" because he can't do it or achieve it.

So dreaming became a derogatory term, a derogatory term for oneself.

This kind of non-customized mass-produced tuxedo cannot be worn by anyone to look handsome or gentlemanly. But Mr. Qianyuan broke this rule. It was obviously just a common work habit and he wore it.

, but can sublimate it to the top with some powerful inner.

He held his waist up straight, like a strong bamboo.

He has now put on the attire of a part-time social animal to look like the British prince in the movie who went to a grand banquet. (I emphasize the movie rather than the real-life version)

At this moment, he no longer seemed like a person in the same world as Maya Akiyama.

"Black and white, this style really suits me."

Qianyuan sincerely approved, after all, he usually wears a white shirt and black trousers.

"But it would be better if there is a hottie." He could not forget his Dante-like handsomeness.

"By the way, I'm not very good at tying this tie. Can Sister Akiyama help me?"

Akiyama Maya walked away sadly, the fire in her heart gradually disappeared.

He is too dazzling, too beautiful, and good things cannot be touched by a mortal woman like me. Such a person should only stand on a high place, looking at the sea of ​​clouds. For a mortal creature like me, even touching him is a luxury.

A moth flies into the fire. A moth like me can't even break through the glass that symbolizes separation in front of the fire, so naturally it can't be buried in the flames.

She came close to him and gently tied his tie. The smell on his body was so good and fragrant. The faint aroma of salt and pepper steak mixed with the smell of cola was really intoxicating.

"Remember to wipe your mouth," the girl reminded.

"By the way, change your shoes too."

Qianyuan touched his chin and looked at it for himself. He chose a pair that seemed to fit the size. He stepped on the stool and bent down to take off the cheap canvas shoes.

Akiyama Maya saw a hole in the sock under the sole of his right foot, but her eyes were still sad and affectionate.

Even tying his shoelaces looks so cool...
Chapter completed!