"Shopkeeper, why are you so nice to him? This guy is affecting our business here!"The waiter said unhappily.
"They're all pitiful people... If you hurt someone, who will pay for it? Me or you? It's better to avoid trouble."
The shop assistant stopped talking.
Charles looked at the shopkeeper.
There was no pity in the other party's eyes, nor was there any disgust or disgust.
The shopkeeper gave Charles a steamed bun and said,""Little brother, here you go. Eat quickly and leave early."
Charles took the steamed bun, got up, and left, wolfing it down.
After eating, Charles rubbed his stomach.
" He " suddenly heard himself say," I got beaten up and ate a meal. Heh, it's not a loss.""
Charles was stunned.
The scene changed, and Charles found that he had become another person.
Late at night.
This time, he became the shopkeeper.
" He " sat behind the counter, counting the bills on an abacus.
