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Chapter 64 - 64 64 Great Fury

64: Chapter 64: Great Fury 64: Chapter 64: Great Fury “I’m heading out.

Good luck, Sieg!

Try to get a good citizen medal for yourself and Dominic!

Fight for the pride of Lori Louis 19!”

After warming up, Allen Zhang greeted the panting Sieg and rode straight out on his Trek butterfly bike.

This kid really needs to work on his stamina.

Leaving the underbridge camp, he headed straight for the street with the Sunkist Bar and found that although the storefront was still open, the interior was trashed beyond recognition.

But there were already servers cleaning up, and Mary was there too.

She wasn’t wearing her Bunny Girl outfit today and seemed to be in a low mood.

Understandable, considering a sudden 70% drop in income—who could handle that?

“Sir, could you look at the sign outside?

We’re opening later than usual today; you’re a bit early.” Hearing the bell at the door, Mary replied without turning around, clearly not in the mood to flirt with customers.

“I’m here exactly for that reason.” Allen saw the sign at the door for the recruitment of a janitor, casually tore the paper off.

“Hey!

We just put that up…

oh, it’s you?” Mary, ready to scold at the sound of tearing paper, turned around and realized it was an acquaintance.

She was surprised, “Hanberger, are you here for a drink?

Or to apply for a job?

Are you sure you want to take over Old Mike’s position?

You’re not joking, right?”

“What happened here?” Allen asked knowingly, walked in stepping over the glass shards, “You don’t mind if I have a drink, right?”

Without waiting for her permission, he took a seat at the bar.

“Of course, business that comes knocking on the door shouldn’t be turned away.

If it were any other regular, I’d definitely refuse entry and send him somewhere else, but you can be an exception.”

Mary finished cleaning up the glass debris, placed the broom aside, came behind the bar, and picked up the cocktail shaker, “What would you like to drink?”

“You’re moonlighting as a bartender?” Allen was surprised to see her, “Anything is fine.”

“Ok.” Mary made him a whiskey with Red Bull, and with less enthusiasm, said: “You probably didn’t catch the night and morning news.

Something big happened at the bar last night.

Old Mike pissed off a few tough customers over a watch, there was a confrontation, and in the end, it even brought the police down on us, causing immeasurable damage to the bar!”

“The outcome was our bar’s private VIP area got shut down, our boss got fined tens of thousands of dollars, he can’t keep it going.

James was locked up for injuring someone, and Old Mike was fired and after being let out he definitely had to pack his bags and shamefully head back to the countryside.”

Mary quickly prepared the drink and handed it to Allen.

“Have a taste.

Though I’m not a professional, mixing drinks should be doable with hands.

Hope you don’t mind the taste, after all, our bartender was unlucky enough to get shot twice last night and was rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment, he hasn’t been discharged yet.

The other colleagues were scared off too, they all resigned.”

Wow.

“Didn’t think there was such a big risk working as a server here.” Allen commented and tried the drink she had mixed, complimenting: “Tastes good!

At least I’m not a professional taster, I can’t tell the difference.”

“Thanks for the praise, that’ll be 5 US dollars!” Mary wiped the glass with a towel.

Allen took out 5 dollars and handed it to her.

Mary took the money, turned around and placed it in the box, her newly dyed flaxen hair draped over her shoulders, transparent sandals, and the taut buttocks wrapped in blue jeans were highlighted.

Allen’s gaze lingered for a few more seconds.

Mary, sensitive enough to notice his attention, smiled slightly and tucked her hair behind her ears, boldly showcasing her figure.

“So, what do you think of my outfit today?”

“You look great.

The clothes really suit your vibe.” Allen Zhang always liked to speak the truth.

It’s just that her face is a bit too common.

But not wearing a Bunny Girl outfit gives a different flavor.

“Of course!

It was my birthday yesterday, and thank goodness I took the day off.

Otherwise, I can’t even imagine what kind of ‘surprise’ I would have gotten on my birthday!

It could have been getting my head smashed by a flying bottle, or maybe even a bullet!” Mary shrugged her shoulders.

“Though I did get shot at several times by my boyfriend yesterday.”

“…”

Allen Zhang was at a loss for words.

Do you think it’s appropriate to say these things to a friend whom you’ve only met twice and aren’t that close with?

But at least her honesty had won him over!

He liked making friends with people he could have a good chat with.

“Hanberger, you said you applied for the trash collector job, you weren’t kidding, right?” Mary glanced at the torn-down notice.

Allen Zhang didn’t seem like the type to do this kind of work.

“Of course.

I’m certain I need to take over Old Mike’s job.

I actually already do this kind of work; I have my own team in Fifth Street.” Allen Zhang candidly informed her of his occupation, earning money through honest labor, all above board, so there was nothing to hide.

“Who would have thought you’re a street hustler, even a Boss?” Mary looked at him in surprise.

“Just scrapping by.” Allen Zhang shook his head, “If I wasn’t pushed to the brink, who would rummage through trash?

I’d much rather be sitting in some CEO’s office in a high-rise building, holding my secretary, analyzing stock market trends, but reality is often much more brutal than you’d think.”

“You’re right!

But our boss doesn’t have time for these trifles.

He’s now swamped dealing with fines and performance issues, not to mention being labeled as involved in illegal drug trafficking and gang activities, so he’s currently under investigation by local officers.

With the lack of staff, I’ve been promoted to bar front desk manager.

Although I don’t know how long this position will last, no raise either, and I still have to continue cleaning, but I can hand over these tasks directly to you!”

Mary directly agreed to Allen Zhang’s request.

She had been worried about what to do with the empty bottles and trash in the bar without Old Mike, wondering whether to recruit some vagrants from the streets and pay them to take care of the trash, but to her surprise, someone had taken the initiative.

Mary really liked Allen Zhang.

It’s difficult to find customers who are easy-going, generous, and tip well like him.

Compared to the normal white old men who pinch pennies, fussing over money for an eternity before paying for a drink, trying to pry a bit of retirement money and extra tips from their wallets was like climbing to heaven!

You’d have to fire off several rockets in your mouth to achieve that.

After all, nobody’s money is swept in by the wind; it’s natural for those who earn it through hard work to be frugal.

“Hey!

Guise, I’m going to discuss something with a customer out back; you take care of cleaning up front.” Mary called out to her colleague.

“Ok.

Have fun with your guest, Mary,” Guise shouted back, poking his head out from the secret door with a knowing look.

After all, although the venue was gone, it was still important to maintain relationships with old customers.

You didn’t really think he came all the way here early in the morning just to have a drink, did you?

Obviously, he was furious.

The bar’s location is so lousy, how much could the owner possibly earn from selling booze every month?

It’s not enough to cover the rent, and a server’s basic salary is just over a thousand, hardly enough for expenses.

What do they really rely on for profit?

There must be some idea in mind, right?

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