Kexue Magician

Chapter 361 I Like a Quiet Life

Feng Chu smiled unabated and said: "Amuro, you are too modest. I have always agreed with the employment mechanism of 'the capable go up, the mediocre go down, and the mediocre go down'."

"As for seniority, if everything needs to be ranked according to seniority, our Polo Coffee Shop will only get worse and worse. We will not be able to realize the potential of all the staff and lose their due competitiveness and vitality..."

"I respect your choice, Amuro, but I will reserve the position of deputy store manager for you, work hard!"

Amuro Toru heard the words and could only nod his head.

Congratulations, Mr. Amuro~
Azusa Enomoto thought to herself, her eyes gleamed with joy for others, and she didn't have any other emotions because she was an old clerk and couldn't be promoted, and she also knew that Mr. Taro Matsushima joined the job earlier than her in terms of seniority.

"The store manager, please deduct the losses caused by the store from my salary."

An Shiru glanced at the melting ice table and the torn pieces of wood at the corner, a trace of helplessness flashed across his face, then he looked at Feng Chu with clear eyes, and sincerely admitted his mistake.

Feng Chu pondered for a while, and said slowly: "Okay."

Afterwards, Toru Amuro nodded at Fengchu, moved the ice table to the bathroom, went to the storage room to get a broom and trash can, cleaned up the wooden blocks on the ground, and finally moved two new tables from the storage room to the lobby.

"Xiao Zi, bring me a mochachino." Feng Chu smiled.

"Okay, manager!" Enomoto Azusa pursed her lips and smiled.

The man in the blue suit, Yasushi Fujiwara and Belmode with the chic hairstyles all found their seats and sat down. They all had reasons to stay.

Toru Amuro returned to the bar, put on disposable gloves, checked the quality of the coffee beans one by one, put the good quality coffee beans into the cup, weighed them, and then ground them with a mortar and pestle... ·
A few minutes later, Azusa Enomoto put a cup of mochachino on the table.

Feng Chu nodded slightly, smiled, then took a sip of coffee, his gaze became unpredictable.

Fujiwara Yasushi was drinking Mocha, his eyes kept flicking to Amuro Toru from the corner of his eyes, thinking about what happened just now.

Why, why did my orthodox descendant fail to practice the Ice God Palm, while Toru Amuro could do it so easily by an outsider?

Don't magic tricks pay attention to bloodlines?
It can't be that my father lied to me. The "Ice God's Palm" is not a family heirloom, but he bought it from the private collection market.

No way······

Yasushi Fujiwara, who was thinking wildly, took a sip of coffee unconsciously, and suddenly felt that the coffee had become bitter and life had become very tiring.

"Miss, your Colombian coffee."

Toru Amuro bent over slightly, handling the coffee cup with care, without arrogance or impatience.

Although everyone thinks that he has practiced the Ice Palm, Toru Amuro doesn't think so, because uncontrollable and incomprehensible magical skills are like dangerous double-edged swords, and he doesn't know when he will hurt himself or others.

Moreover, people with superpowers are still human beings, and they still have to eat.

"Thank you! Pack the rest of the coffee for me." Belmode became polite, and watched Toru Amuro walk back to the bar in a steady pace.

Bourbon, Bourbon...

How can we extract the true meaning of "Ice God's Palm" from him?

Belmode, who is confident in his IQ, thought carefully that he understood Toru Amuro's interpretation just now, but since there was no abnormality in his body, the seeds of doubt quickly took root and germinated.

Could it be that I, Fengchu, Fujiwara Yasushi, Enomoto Azusa and the man in the blue suit are not qualified?
If you don't stun Amuro Toru, take his blood for research and see how it differs from your own...
Belmode sipped his coffee, his brain running at high speed.

At the bar, Amuro sniffed the coffee beans, then put them into a cup, his thoughts gradually drifting away.

Ice God Palm, Ice God Palm...

What is the difference between this kind of Huaguo martial arts and superpowers?
Since unscientific things like the Ice Palm can appear, there is no suspense about the authenticity of the vampire, and I personally felt that my body could not move for a moment that night.

This matter must be reported, even if blood or even a section is required.

Those who do not believe in or underestimate the existence of superpowers and do not collect relevant intelligence will surely fall behind other countries or organizations, and may even suffer heavy losses.

Toru Amuro immediately thought of the country. As a public security officer, he knew the importance of intelligence.

Suddenly, Toru Amuro felt a cold current flowing in his body, and his face couldn't help changing. He immediately looked up and scanned the hall, quickly thinking about which item to destroy.

"Huh? You don't need to vent this time?"

Walking quickly to the corner, Toru Amuro raised his eyebrows, and suddenly found that the cold current flowed to the wrist, no longer flowing to the palm and five fingers, but to the shoulder along the original route, and finally flowed back to the lower dantian.

"Mr. Amuro, are you okay?" The man in the blue suit stood up and opened his eyes wide.

Could it be that my thoughts have played a role?If I don't let the cold current vent out, won't it vent?Amuro's mind teleported.

"Ha, it's okay." Amuro smiled.

Yasushi Fujiwara, Belmode and Fengchu all focused their gazes on Toru Amuro without any discussion, and vaguely felt the cold air emanating from him, and their gazes changed.

"Manager, I'm not feeling well, and I want to ask for a leave." Toru Amuro said.

Feng Chu said without hesitation: "No problem, health is the most important thing, by the way, do you know my phone number?"

"Miss Azusa told me." Toru Amuro replied.

"Well, feel free to contact me if you have anything to do, don't feel embarrassed." Feng Chu said responsibly.

Toru Amuro nodded, his gentle eyes swept across the faces of Azusa Enomoto, Yasushi Fujiwara and others one by one, and said in a gentle voice: "I don't know if I have practiced the Ice Palm, but if this news spreads, it must be worse than a vampire." Make a splash."

"I like a quiet life, and I also like the working atmosphere of the coffee shop, so I would like to ask everyone to keep it secret."

"please······"

After Amuro finished speaking, he bowed slightly sincerely.

"No problem! I will keep it a secret." Feng Chu said immediately, loudly.

The air was silent for four or five seconds. Yasushi Fujiwara, the man in the blue suit, and Belmode looked at each other and said one after another:
"Don't worry, Mr. Amuro, we will keep it a secret!"

"Yes, yes, me too!"

Yasushi Fujiwara and the others were thinking that if it was not kept secret, reporters and troublemakers would be waiting at the coffee shop every day, pestering Mr. Amuro, and when Mr. Amuro lost his patience, he would definitely leave Tokyo, and maybe even move abroad.

By that time, no one will be able to learn "Ice God's Palm"!
The less people know about this matter, the better, so it must be kept secret!

"Mr. Amuro, my phone number is..."

Yasushi Fujiwara took two steps forward and gave out his phone number. The man in the blue suit and Belmode were not far behind. After seeing Toru Amuro write down the number, everyone smiled in relief.

(End of this chapter)