Alice's Dream Club

"Are you okay? We received a report from the masses that someone in the hospital tried to commit suicide with a gun. Sir, you..."

Words full of concern lingered in his ears, and the medical staff also came up at this time to check on his injuries and bandage them.

However, at this moment, Zhang Han felt that all the voices were fading away rapidly, and only the owner of the eyes that could see through the soul was in sight.

The owner of the young club.

What appeared on his face was the usual plain smile. Zhang Han didn't know what that smile represented, he only knew that he was gesturing to Li Zheng's desk and then disappeared without a trace.

Immediately afterwards, the noisy environment around him returned again, and amidst the noise, Zhang Han heard such a sentence.

"Mr. Zhang, your recording pen is an extremely important evidence. I hope you can cooperate with us in further investigation."

"Ah... good... good..."

The investigation took a long time, but thanks to the lawyer friend he invited and the recording evidence in the recorder, he was finally cleared of the suspicion of illegal gun possession.

After the investigation of him was completely over, Zhang Han's wife was also freed from the effects of the toxin. Although she couldn't get out of bed and walk around, she was able to talk to others normally.

After standing outside the door for a long time, Zhang Han gently pushed open the door of the ward.

For a moment, he seemed to see the scene when he and his wife met for the first time, also in the ward, and she was also lying on the hospital bed.

Leaning on the bed, looking out the bright window.

"Little Ling..."

"..."

His wife didn't immediately respond to Zhang Han's call, she just looked out of the window quietly, he thought for a while, and suddenly showed a clear smile.

When he came to the window, he took out the washboard that he had prepared earlier, adjusted his appearance, and then kneeled down on it solemnly.

"It feels kind of nostalgic..."

"Puchi—"

No matter what others think, anyway, Zhang Han thinks his wife's smile is the prettiest.

He grabbed his wife's hand and finally said the words his wife had been waiting for for a long time.

"I'm back."

Lynch, who was squatting secretly in the corner of the ward, saw this happy scene and couldn't help rubbing his palms with his fingers, while Alice, who was also forced to squat beside him, was knitting a sweater with no interest. Compared with Zhang Han once, it is obvious that this is to prepare for the rainy winter.

"I thought you had to wipe your tears with a handkerchief and say it's good, or hold back your tears and say I didn't cry."

Lynch's ridicule was exchanged for the ear hole stabbing with the sweater needle as the murder weapon.

"Let's say boss, you read too many novels, and not everyone is soft-hearted and arrogant."

"Then you imply that you have a heart of stone?"

"Actually, I have a tofu mouth and a sharp heart."

Lynch: "..."

Feeling that this topic would definitely develop in a weird direction if the conversation continued, Lynch pointed to the person involved in the transaction, who was already kneeling on the washboard until his hair was sweating.

"Xiaoling, what's the matter, you must tell me in the future, we are husband and wife, there is nothing a husband and wife can't bear together. I know you are doing it for my own good, for that company...but you are more important than the company! and……"

"I know... I'm sorry..."

Hearing this, Alice, who had been knitting a sweater and expressing her lack of interest, suddenly asked Lynch, "What are they talking about? Why do I feel like I can't understand it?"

"The tacit understanding between husband and wife is really... good, good." Seeing Alice holding the sweater needle again, Lynch quickly changed his words, "They are saying that the wife thought of cheating insurance to save the deal because she knew that her time was running out. However, she didn’t know that the trader sold the company to treat the unfounded cancer that she had been hiding—this is also the reason why she didn’t agree to have a child before, but finally agreed to have a child—it’s a delay, she’s going to die anyway Lie it, lie it out."

"Oh... how do you know so clearly?" Alice tilted her head and looked at Zhang Han, her big eyes were full of curiosity.

"Do you think that the reason I went out to brush the appearance bag these days is to coax the children to play? Of course, I want to know more about the follow-up so that I can tell you stories."

"There's nothing wrong with coaxing a child... What about that Dr. Li?"

"He's amazing," the slight teasing did not cause Alice to rebound, which made Lynch sure that Alice still had the tsundere nature—she was really focused on her desire for knowledge instead of Compete with yourself, "Attempted murder, intentional wounding, and illegal possession of guns, these three alone are enough for life imprisonment, there are still a lot of indictments, and the most important thing is that you have to pay a lot of money. Let’s say that person’s life is wasted.”

Seeing the slightly raised arc of Alice's mouth, Lynch patted her head with a smile.

"Just look at me and say it's interesting to watch the follow-up, right? It can always pass the time."

"Indeed," Alice nodded, raised her eyebrows and looked at the hand clasped above her head, restrained her interest and said, "But boss, I think besides letting you familiarize yourself with the functions of the club, recently Shouldn't a few days be added with a lesson in not treating others like children?"

"Is there a saying that is good: I am the boss and I have the final say."

Alice: "..."

Let Alice watch all of the "Little Movie", and Lynch returns to the club with her.

The few days of waiting allowed Lynch to master some of the basic skills of the club owner. Apart from immortality and concealing the appearance of camouflage, the most worth mentioning is the ability of the arbitrary door.

He can turn all the "doors" he touches into doors leading to the club, and at the same time, he can lead the club's doors to any place that has a door.

Although it's not the super convenient ability of instant teleportation, it's pretty powerful no matter what!

At least you don't have to go out and take a taxi instead...

In the past few days, no new business has come to the door, and Lynch has also discovered that he does not need to pay anyone in exchange for his own survival time.

Looking at the empty lobby in front of him, Lynch decided it was time to develop his new ability: to change the appearance of the club's living space with his thoughts.

In fact, Lynch didn't have any grand ambitions. The only thing he could say was to buy a bigger house in the city. Now that he had a bigger house, he naturally wanted to fulfill his second wish - to decorate it himself.

Putting on a posture of superpower magic skills, Lynch tried his best to meditate.

I don't know how long it has passed, and I don't know if the room has changed, but he can indeed smell the milk.

Opening his eyes, he saw Alice squatting not far in front of him, holding a milk-flavored lollipop in her mouth and making an idiot-like look.

"Get out of the way, if the room suddenly changes later, it will easily squeeze you into the wall."

"Oh," Alice nodded, then disapprovingly.

Alice was the previous "owner" of this club. Since she can have this kind of reaction, it means that the function of changing the room at random should not exist in theory, otherwise she would not regard herself as an idiot look.

After adjusting his mentality, Lynch strode up to Alice, pinched her face and pulled her up from the ground.

"So you intend to watch my jokes deliberately, right?"

"No way, the master is seriously exploring my potential, I'm just addicted to the master's concentration."

"Take what you said as the truth, and I will believe it." Letting go of his hand, Lynch wandered around the hall, "So based on my experience of being tricked by you these days, I guess what you are going to say next It should be: How can there be so many good things in the world, the decoration must be done by yourself, right?"

"Yes, yes, and this is still my job as a boss. After all, this is also the face of the club~"

After smiling, Alice immediately changed her face.

"So master, are you satisfied?"

Lynch didn't have the nerve to say that Alice's performance was really satisfying, and even a little vivid.

So the next task is clear: go to the furniture city to order some furniture and decoration appliances.

Seeing that it was still early, Lin Qi changed into a suit of clothes that were more convenient for him to move around, thinking that choosing a date would be better than bumping into it. He was not used to wearing a suit yet.

Going out without a suit didn't make Alice say anything. After all, she even planned to go out in her pajamas, and the reasons were very well-founded: anyway, no one else could see me, and the building materials would be removed immediately, killing two birds with one stone.

What made Lynch's face ache was not only Alice's miraculous idea, but also the huge bust.

Can you believe that you put on the same clothes as yourself in that photo?

"I finally understand why you always make me wear a suit..."

"I've said it before, the owner of the club needs to look like an owner. Your current situation makes people feel that the club is not so mysterious and high-end."

Lynch: "..."

Locking the door and going to the street, he hesitated for a long time on whether to buy a car, and finally decided to take a taxi.

Of course there is a driving book, but this car... is not unwilling to spend money, but is worried about what kind of trouble Alice will cause if she wants to play...

After getting into the car, Alice looked at the busy traffic outside the window, and suddenly said slowly, holding her chin, "The owner of the club actually has a car."

Lynch almost slapped himself in the face: he slapped him on the thigh.

"You have a car, didn't you tell me earlier!?"

"The main reason is that it was damaged last time and hasn't been repaired." When mentioning this, Alice suddenly turned around, her big eyes flickering. "By the way, master, can you repair the car? If you repair it, you can repair it yourself." Driving on the road."

Lynch was a little unsure at this moment whether to complain that she really caused trouble by driving or whether to complain about her pretending to be an innocent little girl.

"It's fine if you don't know how to fix it. I'll fix it sometime."

Lynch: "..."

When he came to the building materials plaza, Lynch began to choose wall materials. The main style naturally needed to conform to the design of the club itself, while Alice was like a small follower, hiding her figure and vigilant about every move around her.

"It seems," realizing this, Lynch chuckled in a low voice, "it's still dangerous to be the owner of a club."