The late 1980s, Xiangjiang.

Southeast of Xiangjiang, a rough shout came from a bar in the city, breaking the morning silence.

"Xingzi, why don't you hurry up and clean up."

Zhou Xiaoxing was woken up by being slapped, and he responded impatiently, with disdain in his eyes.

"I'm always lazy like this, so I'll deduct your wages carefully."

The fat manager in a big suit followed him.

"Manager, let me tell you again, I am Zhou Xiaoxing, not Zhou Xingxing. Please tell me clearly in the future. Besides, I didn't break these, it was Zhou Xingxing, the star boy." Zhou Xiaoxing said,

The work of my men did not stop.

"Aren't you two as good as the same person? Calling anyone is not a call. Besides, why did you get up so early when you saw that star boy?"

The manager stared at the crystal cup in Zhou Xiaoxing's hand, "Hey, be careful. You broke this crystal cup yesterday. If you break it again today, I will fire you."

"Stir-fry, just stir-fry."

Zhou Xiaoxing gently put the crystal cup into the cup frame and whispered behind the manager's back, "I'm not the person here."

Zhou Xiaoxing’s name is Zhou Xiaoxing, but he is not this Zhou Xiaoxing because he is a time traveler.

In his previous life, he was a lobby manager at the Peninsula Hotel in Shanghai. He worked there for seven years and had just been the lobby manager for two years. He was young and promising, with a bright future.

This time he had just finished his annual vacation and was about to return to Shanghai. On the high-speed train going back, he looked at the receding scenery outside the window. His eyes were a little weak. Slowly, he closed his eyes.

Then he traveled through time, still carrying his memories, so he knew exactly where he was now.

He is a waiter at the bar where Zhou Xingxing works in "A Comic to the End of the World".

"Hey, what's going on? Why did you stop? If it weren't for your bosses Zhou Xingxing and Xingzai, who only read comics all day long and thought about traveling to the world with a comic book, they wouldn't offend the hotel guests.

You won’t get beaten..."

He also said, and said, if you weren't afraid of trouble, you wouldn't have let his boss in this life get beaten in vain. It's a pity that he was not here yesterday.

He held the red wine glass in his hand and shook his head helplessly. Although he liked the catering industry, he didn't want to start from scratch again.

After all, he is also the lobby manager of the Peninsula Hotel in Shanghai. He stopped picking up cups and clearing tables eight hundred years ago.

Besides, I still have to avenge his boss, so I can’t afford to be beaten even though I haven’t made any money.

When he was the lobby manager, such a thing would never happen if his employees were beaten.

Zhou Xiaoxing is a Stephen Chow fan. He has watched all of Stephen Chow's movies more than ten times, especially "A Comic to the End of the World", which was an important turning point in the formation of Stephen Chow's style. He is familiar with it. He knows that according to the plot development,

, Zhou Xingxing really relied on comics to make his way to the end of the world.

Therefore, Zhou Xiaoxing made up his mind to embrace Zhou Xingxing's lap.

"Pa."

"You, what are you doing? I just followed you..."

"I'll just break it. How about you? Fire me."

Zhou Xiaoxing opened her eyes wide and walked toward the manager with long strides.

It was a busy night in the bar last night, and everyone else has gone back to rest. Currently, there are only two people, the manager and Zhou Xiaoxing.

When the manager saw Zhou Xiaoxing's sudden behavior, his body instinctively moved back slowly.

"You, what are you going to do? Don't come over..."

"I'm coming over, you can fire me if you can."

Zhou Xiaoxing slowed down and looked at the scattered dishes on the bar table, thinking to himself that the manager would fire him next.

"Fire you? How could I fire you? Yesterday Zhou Xingxing had a day off, and you have to leave again. No, no."

Zhou Xiaoxing forgot that his boss Zhou Xingxing was tripped by a guest a few days ago and spilled all the wine on the guest. He was beaten and is still resting at home.

"Oh, that's fine if you want me to stay, and I'll be your manager."

Zhou Xiaoxing didn't have any bargaining chips at first, but after being reminded like this, his voice became louder.

"Uh, uh..."

"Is that okay?"

"Uh, I need to discuss this with my boss and discuss it."

So easy?

"Okay, I'll give you one day and give me a reply tomorrow."

Zhou Xiaoxing withdrew his foot that was about to step on the manager. He put his hands behind his back and turned around to go back. He was extremely satisfied.

Zhou Xingxing was beaten badly and he wanted to go back to take care of him.

"Okay, okay."

In a room full of comics.

"Zhou Xingxing, uh, boss, how are you? Are you feeling better?"

Zhou Xiaoxing walked to Zhou Xingxing's bed and pushed the comics away from his face.

"Xiao Xingzi, I'm fine, I just have a headache."

Zhou Xingxing slowly opened his eyes, picked up a comic, took out his pillow, propped himself up on the bed, and slowly sat up.

Zhou Xiaoxing looked at Stephen Chow in front of him and was stunned.

It’s really Stephen Chow, it’s really Stephen Chow, it’s really Stephen Chow, he can’t believe it.

"Ouch."

Zhou Xingxing was pinched so hard that he couldn't help shouting.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do it. I was too excited. I didn't expect that I could also meet Zhou Xing, er, boss, you in person."

"What did you say?"

"You've been talking nonsense these past two days."

Zhou Xingxing got out of bed, walked to the refrigerator, took out a cup of noodles, and prepared to make them.

Zhou Xiaoxing was still stunned. He smelled the aroma of instant noodles and followed him to the table.

"Wow, are they really Che Zai Noodles?"

"Did you make a mistake, Che Zaimian said?"

It has been two days since Zhou Xiaoxing traveled through time, but he slept the first day and only woke up today.

Zhou Xiaoxing also has memories from his past life, and he also has memories from this life, but his brain is not full, so sometimes he can't control what he says.

"Boss?"

"What? Did you see that fat manager today? He wants to exploit you again? Did he say not to break his crystal cup again?"

Zhou Xingxing still had noodles in his mouth, laughing and complaining.

"Yes, he mentioned, uh, boss, I avenged you today."

Zhou Xingxing bit off the noodles and stopped moving with the chopsticks.

"Boss, don't be so afraid. I didn't do anything. I just asked him to call me the manager."

"Pa." Zhou Xiaoxing looked at Zhou Xingxing and slapped the table hard.

"I told you a long time ago, don't offend the fat manager. This is our nineteenth bar. If we are fired, we won't have any bar to accept us."

"We don't know anything except being waiters. Our parents died early and we didn't study for a few years. How about..." Zhou Xingxing lowered his head and walked to the window as he spoke.

While watching the children playing with stones downstairs.

"Brother, I worked as a lobby manager before. I'm not just a waiter, I can..."

"Here you go again, starting to talk nonsense again. You have only been here for two days and you are more whimsical than me."

"But, the manager said he would give me a reply tomorrow..."

Zhou Xiaoxing looked at Zhou Xingxing who was walking around the room packing his luggage and tried to explain.

"Naive."
Chapter completed!