Chapter 120 Sunshine Station Commissary

Chapter 120 Sunshine Station Commissary

The canteen across from No. [-] Senior High School in Kangcheng District?What's the situation?
He Luo finally figured out why he heard that voice somewhat familiar.

It turned out to be the bald boss of the canteen across the street
But why would the bald boss issue such a commission?Is he the kind of person who has too much money to spend?

No, shouldn't that guy be stingy?
Could it be that he also has some unique habit of drawing cards?

Confused, He Luo first went upstairs to report to Wang Zhengyu.

After all, there is still half an hour before the official off-duty time, so it is not good to just leave the association.

But Wang Zhengyu said that it's completely okay, no problem, late arrival and early departure, etc., only when you unfortunately choose the day when Qian Daihui will appear, it will become a problem.

Now that Qian Dai has gone home, Wang Zhengyu will naturally turn a blind eye if you leave early for a while.

After finishing the matter of the association, He Luo took a taxi and went straight to his school, Cannes High School.

Unexpectedly, I tried so hard to escape from the school, but accidentally accepted a lottery commission from the opposite side of the school, so that I came back again.

Fate is really strange, fate plays a trick on people, and no one can explain it.

On the back seat of the taxi, He Luo looked at the street receding in front of him, and thought to himself that it was already close to evening, and when he arrived at school, it was almost the time when the students finished school, there must be many people.

If possible, he would rather wait for the students to leave before quietly drawing cards for a while.

But the fact is that it can't.

It's already 04:30, and I have a dinner appointment with Qiao Qiao at [-]:[-] p.m. If I don't hurry up, I might miss it. It's not his style to miss an appointment.

Now, I can only hope that there won't be too many students coming. It's best not to have anyone who knows me.

He Luo thought in his heart, watching the taxi drive into the street opposite Cannes Sangao, pay, get off, all in one go.

In order to be as unobtrusive as possible, he also specially wore a black peaked cap. Whenever someone passed by, he would subconsciously press down on the brim of the cap.

But it is the time when school is over now, and the street is full of vendors riding tricycles selling pancakes, fruits, and egg waffles.

Those who came and went were all students from No. [-] High School in Cannes. These high school students used the few pocket money in their hands to warm their stomachs as much as possible after being tortured by class all afternoon.

"Thank you for an ice cream egg waffle."

"Come with pancakes and fruits, no pancakes and no fruits"

"Huh? Then you still eat ass?"

He Luo walked among these people and found his destination.

Sunshine Station canteen.

There are not only notebooks, pencils and other stationery necessary for students, but also a variety of small commodities and snacks, and even the daily necessities that boarding students occasionally need.

This is where the bald boss is.

When I was still in high school, I donated my pocket money to the bald boss.

Stepping into this crowded canteen again, He Luo has a new identity.

It is no longer a student who comes to consume, but a representative who comes to earn your money!

Looking through the window at the bald boss who was entertaining several high school students in front of him, he was worrying about how he should talk to him, but unexpectedly, the bald boss saw him first.

"Student, what do you want to buy? Uncle will be here soon!"

I forgot that I now look completely indistinguishable from the high school students around me
"I'm actually here to smoke." Before he finished speaking, a tall boy had already passed him and walked to the front, inserted between the sight of him and the bald boss, completely interrupting He Luo's intention to reveal his identity.

"Well, then wait a minute."

He Luo wandered around the store for a long time, and finally found an opportunity to leap forward and face the bald boss head-on.

The girl in the back frowned slightly, wondering why this person is so unqualified, won't he line up properly?
The bald boss was not surprised: "Young man, what did you buy? Come and check out here."

He Luo looked around at the students in a low voice and whispered: "I'm here to draw cards."

The bald boss was stunned for a moment, then quickly relieved, and pointed to the small black box-like family card machine next to the counter.

"The card drawer, right? There is one over there, but Uncle reminds you that there are not many cards in it, and the good cards are almost out."

The bald boss patted himself on the chest, assuring He Luo.

"Uncle has already ordered a new card drawer, and it will arrive tomorrow. If it doesn't work, you can come back tomorrow, young man. Uncle welcomes you."

You know, there are definitely not many high school students who can get the card embryo, and ordinary bald bosses will never refuse such a deal.

But now he actually took the initiative to persuade He Luo not to draw the card. Could it be that there is something wrong with the card drawer?
He Luo tilted his head and looked towards the card drawer, and the remaining card pool of this K190 family-style card drawer appeared in his vision.

Sure enough, the powder used for printing and the halogen for watermarking are running out. Among the remaining cards, there is only the last SR card left, and there are seven other cards, two of which are R cards, and the rest are all N card.

As for the SSR, there is none.

Is this the reason why the bald boss issued a lottery commission?
He Luo was shocked. Did the bald boss know that there were no SSRs left in the card pool, so he deliberately set himself a trap?

The reason is to let myself throw all the card embryos in, and then I can only declare failure if I can't get the SSR?

I am super, stinky bald, you have no heart!
He Luo is fortunate that he can see the remaining card pool clearly, otherwise he would really be tricked by this bald boss.

"I am the person you hired to do the extraction." He Luo muttered in a low voice.

Now the bald boss was stunned again, he had no idea that the boy in front of him, who looked no different from other students, was actually his hired substitute.

So he was a little confused: "What? It's you?"

He Luo nodded: "Yes, it's me, Mr. He."

After saying this, he looked warily at the bald boss in front of him, and pointed to the card drawer beside him.

"If you want me to draw this card machine, please forgive me for unilaterally resolving the commission, because..."

Before he finished speaking, the bald boss smiled and waved his hand: "What, this machine? How is that possible?"

"As I said just now, this machine is almost scrapped. It's hard to say whether there is an SSR in it."

To his surprise, the bald boss actually took the initiative to explain the situation of the card drawer, which made He Luo a little at a loss.

"So, I should?"

The bald boss turned around and pointed to the back room; "It's inside! The card drawer I'm asking you to draw is inside! I'll take you there when I'm done with the things in front of me!"

Seeing the sneering expression of the bald boss, He Luo was a little confused for a moment, where did this come from?

(End of this chapter)