Chapter 387: Seven. Coffee Rain Lullaby (8)

ps: Sorry, I had written it last night, but I was not satisfied, so I rewrote it. There is one more night.
Time goes back a little, from the unsuitable pictures of children to hard-working and inspiring scenes
The cafe and tea restaurant are closed, and there is still some time before the college entrance guard. Seizing the time to enjoy the supper, Roland, Gloria, and Winia suddenly heard a knock on the door, looked up at the mechanical clock, and the two hands marked the angle between 21:53.
"Checking the water meter?"
Looking at each other, Roland spoke first.
"Yesterday the "very kind plumber" was here."
Gloria shook her head flatly.
"SF Express?"
"Who will send us something? I don't want to see the bald heads in black suits and sunglasses."
Vernia sighed beyond her age.
"The rice delivery will take place next week..."
Shaking his head, Roland got up and walked to the door of the shop with a small sign of "stop business" and asked politely:
"Which one are you? If it's a sales promotion, our store lacks interest."
"That... please open the door."
The visitor seems to be a female and is in trouble. Roland, who was familiar with the depressed voice, couldn't remember who he was and reopened the store door.
"His Royal Highness..."
Then the magic lamp was illuminated, and after seeing the face of the uneasy girl under the hood, Roland froze.
Without the iconic burgundy cloak, Minerva only wore a long dark coat. There is no strong spirit on the face. Not only was he pale, but his breath was short.
Before Roland started worrying about her. The pale face turned red instantly like a cooked crab, and Wang Nu said slightly anxiously:
"But... can..."
"can?"
"Can we... stay here for one night? That... will be in control soon..."
Note that Minerva uses a plurality of people, Roland looked down, and then noticed that a boy who was about to reach the age of teenagers was dragged on the back of the queen girl-vaguely similar to Minerva, but relatively weak. At the same time not very healthy. Typical "cute boy lying sick in bed".
Seems to have seen this child somewhere.
While searching for memories, Roland reached out to hold the teenager off Minerva's back, but before he could do that, Minerva already walked in with the boy on his back.
Because of this impolite pass, Roland was able to glimpse the unique hair accessory on the boy's long hanging hair. Finally remembered the boy's name and identity.
It was a finely crafted golden lily badge. The boy was the royal family who had little sense of presence beside Minerva at the opening ceremony-the third prince of Charlemagne-Charles Luis de Bourbon.
"Oh oh ah? Is this a critical moment when the strategy progresses?"
The moment when the two royal families came in for a moment, the shoulders were squeezed hard, and I couldn't think much about it. Roland pulled the troublesome guy into the cafe with the fastest speed.
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"The body temperature is 38°. There is inflammation in the lungs. Ah-a really familiar condition. Reminds me of a 5-year-old who jumped into the lake to fish. The result is a silly boy who has a bad cold."
Niederhogg flicked the thermometer and put away the stethoscope beside him. Roland's gaze turned uncomfortable for a while.
"If you are 12 years old, I would recommend recovering with your own resistance. But ...... forget it. I can't express my opinion on other people's family affairs. Just treat me as a silly boy in the past."
Minerva's back shuddered, and finally seemed to endure humiliation and something else, quite straight.
(It’s a matter of course that there will be reactions like that.)
Looking at the girl's back, Roland turned his eyes to Prince Shire lying on the sofa.
(Not only did the vice president of v.e, who was the most reluctant to contact, touch the body of his brother, but also saw those things...)
Blonde hair, weak red face in fever still lose the "lovely" attribute. But if you continue to look down, you will see something shocking.
Lacerations, bruises, bruises, burns, whip marks...
Who is it, what did a 12-year-old prince who holds the throne inheritance, and why Minerva sneaked away from the public eye-the answer to this question need not be studied, nor can it be studied.
As Niederhogger said: the family of the royal family, it is not the turn of the people to comment.
Don't look, hear, or speak.
Don't want to be dragged into the vortex of trouble, just forget it, so much meditation will only make the self-esteem Minerva unpleasant.
(That's enough...?)
Roland's dangled right hand clenched into a fist, his knuckles whitened.
"After all, what is going on with this shabby supper? Anyway, it is also the son of the president, the daughter of the knight, the lady of the noble family. The supper only has cold cucumbers and fried eggs?"
Niederhogg wiped his hands and shook his head sneer.
He originally came over to check the income of the day, confirming that his investment did generate profits. The result was a guest from Mongolia, and then saw a supper that was not as good as the company’s contract workers.
With his sour, harsh mouth, he will never let go of such a good opportunity.
"Who do you think caused this?"
Roland's forehead bulged, and his blood vessels jumped.
As the largest shareholder of the coffee shop and tea restaurant, Niederhogger not only made a large sum of money, but also opened the joints of the school and all the government offices that operated the restaurant business. The construction team who built the store was selected by him, and the advertisement was planned He was also recruited by the maid and the beautiful male shop assistant.
There is no doubt that Niederho has the greatest say in this store, completely overriding the manager of the wage earner Roland. Therefore, what kind of punishment should be given to the turnover indicators and the employees who cannot complete the indicators-it is entirely up to him.
Niederhogger’s target for Roland for the month is: after deducting the salary of employees and the cost of raw materials and equipment, the remaining net profit is at least 60% of the initial investment.
This is not to say that the amount of money in this store is only 60% of the total amount of various gray investments, including those used for dredge relations...
"'If you can't finish it, use your body to pay off your debts', "If you pick up soap for me, I will consider easing it"-such a creepy word, which dead ghost said it?"
"Oh oh, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is really too much. Is there such an excessive person in this world?"
Shrugging shoulders, Niederhogg's face was unbelievable.
"Even if the major shareholder said, the words like "shabby" in front can not be ignored."
Vernia stood on her hips and protested loudly:
"Roland is not only an artillery, but also indecisive, and often has some inexplicable relationships with various women, but the housework is done very well, even if there is no hair, he can cook like a snail girl. , Clean the room clean, the windows shine brightly. Now this kind of diligent little aunt-like character is very rare! It is completely a role model of the wife, a model of the wife! Even if one day is covered with muscles, smells of sweat The great emperor grabbed it, and Roland will surely become a good princess too!!!!Vinya said that, it must not be wrong!!"
Several listeners stayed on the spot, Niederhogg put down the account book, rubbed his eyebrows for a minute, then breathed out.
"After listening to your speech, I can completely guess who usually takes care of the housework, and I fully understand that, Miss, you have persuaded the two men to work together for a lifelong hobby." (To be continued... )