Now... Leon thought that William and the two of them probably hadn't woken up yet, right? Then he should wait until he got back tonight to ask!
Looking at the main bedroom, which was still dark, Leon shook his head and abandoned the idea of asking now. Instead, he held a stack of old newspapers, quietly pushed the door open, left the house under the stars, and began his walk to work in the early morning light.
Hmm? Where was the coffee stand?
When he reached about the sa spot as the past few days, Leon was a bit surprised to find that, despite the perfect temperature for setting up shop, the con artist with the sa na as Charl Departnt Store didn't show up today.
After searching the two nearby streets and finding no trace of old Charl, Leon finally gave up on getting the promised half-priced coffee, and with a gloomy face, he headed to another small stand across the street and ordered the cheapest coffee.
He had to admit, although old Charl's coffee stand was a money-grubber and stingy with its portions, the "custor experience" was really top-notch, unmatched by other coffee stands. Even though the servings at this small stand were generous, they just didn't have the sa flavor as the old Charl's.
With a rather regretful sigh, Leon gulped down the slightly too-hot coffee in a few swigs. As he was about to get up and leave, he glanced over at a nearby table and spotted a sowhat familiar face.
That person... Wasn't he also a regular at old Charl's?
After recognizing the face and confirming he wasn't mistaken, Leon hesitated briefly, then quickly walked over.
"Hello, excuse ."
Pointing towards the street across, before Leon could voice his question, the familiar custor, raising his eyebrows in sudden realization, spoke first,
"Hey! Isn't this old Charl's chosen son-in-law?"
???
What? I just drank his coffee a few tis, and I even paid for it, how did I end up as his son-in-law?
Seeing Leon, who was utterly confused by this address, the roughly fifty-so custor laughed twice and briefly explained the origin of this title, then asked with a smile,
"You ca to talk to because you wanted to know why old Charl didn't set up his stand today, right? I actually know this!"
Gesturing for Leon to sit down as well, the fifty-sothing familiar custor continued,
"I ran into him last night. It seems like his wife went into business with soone, and unfortunately, she fell into a trap set by partners and lost quite a bit of money, causing her to faint on the spot.
Although his wife was lucky enough to be saved by a kindhearted young man passing by, and there was no serious harm, she'll probably need a half-month to recover.
Old Charl told he needed to take care of his wife and also seek justice from those people, so he certainly wouldn't be setting up his stand for a few days."
"... "
*Doing business... trapped... losing a lot of money... fainting on the spot... saved by a kindhearted young man passing by... why did this sound so familiar?*
After hearing about the other "Charl wife's" ordeal, Leon awkwardly scratched the back of his head, feeling that the coincidences in this world were indeed sowhat outrageous.
*Honestly, if what I did at the hydraulic company could count as "passing by," then the ordeals of these two Charl wives were not much different.*
As for whether these two Charl wives could be the sa person, and whether the old Charl selling coffee on the street could be the sa Charl from Charl Departnt Store...
*How could that be possible!*
After considering the likelihood of such a bizarre coincidence, Leon couldn't help but smirk and rcilessly mock himself inwardly.
*Running into a coffee-selling uncle at a street stand, who turned out to be one of the Capital City's top three billionaires, and during an assignnt yesterday, I happened to save the billionaire's wife's life, only to hear this morning that the billionaire seed to be considering as a future son-in-law to inherit his Capital City-spanning departnt store chain...*
*Yeah right, as if you're the protagonist!*
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