Alfred was driving excitedly. He really wanted to go home and perform an experiment with the family cat and dog. No, not an experiment, just a formality. He wanted to prove his loyalty to the young master and show the two pets who was truly qualified to stand in the second row with a smile on their face. However, this impatience had to be temporarily suppressed because they couldn't go home directly. The young master needed to buy clothes.

But what surprised Alfred was that the young master didn't choose to buy clothes in the city center, but instead asked him to drive towards the Blue Bridge community. After almost leaving the city center, he instructed Alfred to turn west. Here, there was a clothing center with many small shops and a lot of people, facing the working class. The quality may not be good, but the price was definitely cheap.

"I remember passing by here when I was on the Aleye car that day."

"Young master, do you really need to buy clothes here?" Alfred asked.

"Well, it's convenient to buy clothes here."

Alfred could only follow his young master inside. Karun didn't go to select a store, but walked directly into a nearby one near the entrance. Looking in from the window, he could see that the clothing inside was relatively rich, mainly for men.

"Please come in."

Seeing someone approaching, the woman opened the door actively. To Karun's surprise, she had purple hair. In history, Vienna had a slave trade and imported a large number of slaves to provide sufficient labor for Vienna's industrialization. Even now, the number of illegal immigrants entering the country every year was not small, and they generally had purple hair. Last time Karun came down from York Port, he saw a large number of malnourished purple-haired workers working at the port. They were generally unable to obtain citizenship and belonged to the "black household". Not only was their social status underground, but they also suffered from racial discrimination.

Even if this woman only opened a small clothing store here, she was already doing very well in her group. The woman was wearing a gray sweater and black pants, dressed conservatively, but because of her plump figure, even loose clothes could still show her inner roundness and curvature with a little movement.

Her face was not white and tender, but had traces of wind and frost. She should be in her thirties, but her voice was a little hoarse, and there were obvious cracks on the back of her hand. Even if it had healed now, there were still unhealable grooves left, which was a symbol of the hardships she had endured.

"Help me choose two sets of casual clothes that fit well."

"Okay, handsome sir."

The female boss immediately picked up the clothes hanger and went to pick the clothes hanging on it. Karun stopped her and said, "Don't pick those bright and ordinary colors, thank you."

"Hmm?" The female boss looked at Karun curiously."It can be the same color as your clothes." Karun said again.

"Okay, okay."

The female boss quickly picked two sets, one pair of casual pants in coffee and blue, and one sweater in gray, the same color as hers, and a white turtleneck sweater.

"Is there a fitting room?"

"Yes, there is, inside. Follow me."

Karun followed the female boss to the back room, where there was a bed with a paralyzed man lying on it. Judging from his skin and hair color, he should be a native of Wein. There was also a mixed-race little girl playing with toys on a blanket.

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The fitting room was in a small room separated by a mirror and a bed.

"Shall I help you try on the clothes?" The female boss reached out to help Karun take off his clothes.

"Please go out, thank you."

"Oh, okay."

The female boss stepped out.

Karun tried on the clothes alone. They fit well and still looked handsome on him, but they lacked the sharp and delicate aura, or rather, they were not as heavy.

Coming here to buy clothes was not because Karun wanted to deliberately save money for Piajie, but because when facing customers, their eyes would naturally focus on your clothes and shoes during the communication process.

At this time, if they could find that your clothes were ordinary or even cheap, they would feel a "relief" in their hearts and would not have such a strong resistance.

If you sit in front of a customer with a whole set of famous brands, exquisitely dressed, it is easy to give the customer an invisible pressure, which is not conducive to discussing the illness.

Considering the location and level of Piajie Clinic, as well as the crowd who are willing to spend money to see so-called psychological problems in this materialistic era, if they see that you are not dressed as expensive as they are, they can relax, be comfortable, and be at ease.

Of course, you can't go to work in beggar's clothes.

After trying on the clothes, Karun changed back into his own clothes. When he walked out, the paralyzed man had already fallen asleep facing the inside.

The little girl who was playing with toys on the ground was peeling off a candy wrapper and putting it in her mouth. When she saw Karun come out, she walked over with a smile on her face and handed him a candy:

"Brother, have some candy."

"Thank you."

Karun took the candy and walked out of the inner room. The female boss greeted him and asked:

"How much is it?"

"I'll calculate." The female boss began to calculate, and her gaze kept sweeping over Karun and Alfred on his body. She said, "It's a total of 1241 Lier, but I'll give you a discount. How about 1200 Lier?"

Karun smiled and said, "It's too expensive."

"It's really not expensive. Look at this fabric, it's all good material."

"I don't want it."Karun turned around, pushed the door open, and prepared to leave. Alfred followed and turned to walk out.

"Hey, hey, hey... don't go!" The female boss grabbed Karun's hand. "You name a price, and I won't sell at a loss."

"120 Leir." Karun said.

"That's a loss." The female boss pleaded, shaking Karun's hand. Her hand was rough with a slight sandpaper effect, causing Karun some discomfort.

"Then forget it."

"Just a little more, just a little more."

"I can't add anymore. If you can't sell it, then I'll leave."

The female boss bit her lip and stomped her foot. "Fine, let's consider each other as friends. Deal!"

Karun signaled Alfred to pay. Since he had Afu by his side, Karun no longer kept money in his pocket. In addition, his savings were all kept with Afu, and he was not worried that Afu would be greedy.

Alfred took out his wallet and didn't rush to pay. Instead, he said to Karun, "Young Master, can I also buy two sets?"

Karun glanced at Alfred, this guy who always paid attention to his own dress and taste, almost never took off his suit. When he was in Roja City, he even wanted to change several sets a day to correspond to the morning sun, evening dusk, and late-night stars.

"You don't need to, I need it for work."

"No, I think I still need it." Alfred pointed to the clothes in the female boss's hand. "Wrap these up first, then take that one, that one, and that one down. I'll try them on."

"Okay, okay."

"Young Master, can I also try them on?"

"Sure."

Karun wanted to refuse, thinking that this guy who didn't even blink his eyes when buying clothes worth thousands or even tens of thousands of Lu coins, now had to go into the fitting room to try on clothes worth only a few dozen Lu coins?

But he didn't want to interrupt Alfred's interest. From leaving Roja City to coming to Wien, Alfred had been giving and helping him. He couldn't deprive him of his biggest hobby now.

"Please sit down." The female boss brought a stool for Karun.

"Thank you."

"You don't seem like someone who would buy clothes here." The female boss chatted warmly.

Karun smiled. "My family went bankrupt."

"Uh..." The female boss was momentarily speechless, but immediately changed the subject. "Are you married?"

"No."

"I have a suitable girl to introduce to you. She's very pretty and clean, good at doing housework, and very hardworking."

Karun felt that the boss lady should also be part-time as a "marriage intermediary," but her "intermediary" had the meaning of changing citizenship.

"I already have a fiancée." Karun replied.

"Oh, what about him?" The female boss pointed inside.

"He's already married." Karun said.

"Oh, that's a pity."

Karun thought the female boss would stop there, but she asked again, "You said your family went bankrupt?""Um."

"Will your fiancée dislike you not being with her?"

Karun frowned slightly. Why couldn't he escape from this "plotline" recently?

Seeing Karun's frown, the female boss thought she was right and immediately said:

"I know several eligible girls here. You can choose one. They are willing to suffer with you."

"No need." Karun waved his hand.

"Why do you still have unrealistic fantasies about love? You are deceiving yourself and cannot get out of it."

"..." Karun.

"Look at my husband. I gave birth to his daughter and have been taking care of him since he became paralyzed. This is a responsible wife, isn't it?"

"You are indeed very responsible." Karun said, "But I really don't need it, thank you."

At this time, a girl carrying a large box walked over, and the female boss immediately opened the door to let her in:

"Aunt Michelle, this is today's yarn." The girl put the things on the ground and said.

The girl was young, probably around sixteen, her clothes were a bit old but very clean, her skin was a little dark, but she gave people a refreshing feeling.

"Look."

The female boss pulled the girl's hand and showed it to Karun;

The girl was generous, although she was a little at a loss when pulled, she still bowed to Karun naturally:

"Hello, sir."

"Hello." Karun nodded to her.

"She is Shili, a very hardworking and down-to-earth girl. Look at her butt..."

"Snap!"

"Do you want to touch it? With this physique, there is absolutely no problem in having children."

"Aunt Michelle!" The girl blushed.

"Stand still, do you really want to be married off by your parents to that fifty-year-old lame man to exchange your brother's school qualifications?"

Karun could only spread his hands and said sincerely:

"Mrs. Michelle, I think you really misunderstood. My fiancée and I have a good relationship. My wife's family is ready to support me to start over."

Alfred, how long will it take for you to try on clothes!

The female boss heard this and sighed helplessly.

"I believe your fiancée must be very beautiful because you are handsome." Shili smiled and said to Karun, "Your fiancée must be very compatible with you."

"Thank you." Karun smiled at her, "You are also very beautiful."

Finally, Alfred walked out from the inside:

"How much are these two sets?"

The boss hesitated for a moment and offered a price: "150 leir."

"No, how can I buy more expensive than the young master."

"Okay." Karun stood up, "Let's settle the bill."

Mrs. Michelle immediately said: "A total of 270 leir."

"Give 300." Karun said, "The rest is for the children to buy candy."

"Thank you."After settling the bill, Alfred carried his clothes and Karun to the parking spot. He put the clothes on the back seat first and then sat in the driver's seat to start the car.

"Young master, our family needs to hire a maid."

"Oh?"

"I need to go out with you to protect your safety. Although we have a cat and a dog at home, we can't rely on them to clean the house, right? And you can't cook every meal by yourself. Just do it when you feel like it. Besides, you're starting work tomorrow."

"Okay, you arrange it."

"Wait for Aleye to come back. When he comes back, let him accompany me to buy a car and then find a maid together. I think it was wise for young master to invite Aleye's family to dinner. When you live in a new place, you definitely need an Aleye."

"Um."

Karun closed his eyes and prepared to take a nap. His base salary was ten thousand Leir, and his performance should not be lower than that. This income was enough to maintain a decent life, especially since he didn't have to pay the mortgage himself. But this thought made Karun feel a little guilty. However, he realized that the loan price for his house was less than half of what was expected, so his uncle and aunt's pressure should have been greatly reduced. According to the income of the Inmoleis Funeral Home, there should be no problem, and it was not like he was asking Uncle Mason to carry bags at the dock to repay the loan. With this in mind, Karun suddenly felt much smoother in his heart.

"Beep beep beep..."

A car blocked the road ahead, and Alfred honked the horn to urge them, but the car in front still didn't move.

"Hey, young master, is that a hearse in front of us?"

Karun, who had been squinting, opened his eyes and saw that the car in front seemed to be a modified hearse. Two thin guys were pushing a stretcher, and even though the board was lowered at the back of the hearse, they still couldn't push it up.

"Go help them."

Karun unbuckled his seat belt, opened the car door, and got out. As he closed the car door, he suddenly felt like laughing. Was he getting "itchy hands"?

Approaching, Karun found that the "guest" lying on the stretcher was very large, tall, and fat. Even though he was lying down now, a clear round belly "protruded" from the middle of his body under the white cloth covering him. This was the customer that the crematorium boss liked the most and the funeral home boss hated the most.

"I'm sorry, sir, we'll move the car right away." At this time, a red-haired young man apologized to Karun. He thought Karun got out of the car because they were blocking the road.

"Pick, put in more effort."

"Okay, Dingkem!"

"Come on, let's do it together. One, two, three!"

The two thin workers exerted force again, but the "guest" still couldn't be pushed up.Karun reminded them, "Let one person catch the stretcher first, pay attention to the angle of the wheels." Then, Karun gestured to Alfred, "You go up and catch it."

"Okay, young master."

Alfred jumped onto the hearse and grabbed the top of the stretcher.

"You guys push hard below, I'll hold the 'guest' to prevent him from slipping down. Listen to me, come on, push hard!"

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"Clang!"

Finally, the stretcher was successfully pushed up. Actually, it was mainly due to Alfred's strength. After all, Uncle Mason had thought about firing Ron when he saw how Alfred worked.

"Thank you, sir, I really appreciate it." Red-haired Dingkoum took out a box of flattened cigarettes and handed Karun the most intact one.

"You're welcome." Karun smiled, "I don't smoke."

Alfred also refused, "I don't smoke either."

Pick then started the car, parked it on the side of the road, and came back with a few bottles of soda.

"Don't smoke, drink soda."

"Thank you." Karun took the soda and took a sip, "Hmm, it tastes like lemonade."

Alfred also took a bottle. Just as Alfred was about to go back to start the car and leave, Pick hesitated and shouted, "Um, please leave the bottle for me to return the deposit."

"Hehe, okay."

So, the four of them sat on a stool by the roadside, drinking soda together.

"Sir, aren't you afraid of the corpses?" Dingkoum asked curiously.

"They are just guests." Karun replied, "No different from guests who come to eat in a restaurant."

"Oh, yes, cheers to our guests today and the two helpful gentlemen!" Pick raised his glass and shouted.

Everyone tapped their soda bottles together.

"Are there only two of you driving the car?" Karun asked. At home, it was usually one driver with two assistants.

"The boss was supposed to come with us, but he got off halfway to find a girl. We'll pick him up after we drop off the guests. Our boss's wife keeps a close eye on him." Pick said.

"I see."

Pick finished his soda first and placed the bottle in front of him on the ground.

Alfred also finished his soda and placed the bottle next to the first one.

Dingkoum finished his soda and placed the bottle behind Alfred's bottle. The distance between his bottle and Alfred's bottle was almost the same as the distance between Alfred's bottle and Pick's bottle. The three bottles formed a right angle.

Then, when Karun finished his soda, he noticed that Pick and Dingkoum were looking at him.

Karun thought to himself, "Are they both suffering from OCD?"

Forcing himself to finish the last sip of soda, Karun placed his bottle in the position that made the four bottles form a "square".

After placing the bottle down, Dingkoum clenched his fist, "Yeah, that feels good!"Pike burst into laughter and said:

"Praise the order!"

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