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Chapter 232 The Ultimate Brainless Fan

When Claire returned to the front desk, she saw Ling Luxian sitting at the bar, acting like a proper bartender, so she asked, "Why haven't you left yet?"

Ling Luxian spread his hands and said, "Didn't you ask me to take your place? Of course I have to be a good person to the end. You see, I am quite popular."

As he spoke, a mercenary came towards him.

"Hey! Isn't this the famous Pilot? Why are you working the bar? Give me a Johnny Silverhand."

The mercenary sat on a chair at the bar, waiting for Ling Lu to serve him wine.

Ling Luxian shrugged and said to Claire, "Look, business is coming to us now."

After that, he frantically took out various cocktail cups and said to the mercenary, "Let me remind you, I don't know how to mix drinks. If you want to see the fancy performance of the bartender, you won't get the chance with me."

Ling Luxian pushed the prepared wine in front of the mercenary, who took a sip and then showed a strange expression. "What does this taste like?"

Ling Luxian shook his head innocently, "I told you in advance that I don't know how to mix cocktails. And I just made the 'Johnny Silver Hand' according to your request. Does it really taste that weird?"

Ling Luxian didn't believe it, so he made himself a cup and drank it.

As the bitter wine went down his throat, Ling Luxian couldn't help but look up to the young mercenary. Wow, this guy can still drink such a hard-to-drink wine, he is a talent. Apart from anything else, his endurance is first-class.

Claire couldn't help laughing. She walked over to the mercenary and patted him on the shoulder. "Excuse me, this is our new bartender. He's not very familiar with this business. How about this, this drink is on me. Please order another one."

As she spoke, Claire winked at Ling Luxian.

"Forget it." The mercenary put down his glass helplessly, not caring about the matter at all. "It's a great honor to be able to drink the wine mixed by the living legend of Night City."

"I admire you." Ling Luxian gave him a thumbs up and said, "What do you want to drink next? Don't order mixed drinks, just order some ready-made wine."

The mercenary shook his head and said, "No, I'm just curious about how you became a bartender, so I came over for a drink. I have something else to do with Roger, so I won't drink."

The mercenary turned and left the bar. Ling Luxian watched him go to Rogge's room and shook his head. Even if you rush to be someone's thug, it's still not as valuable as being invited personally.

At this time, Claire came over and sat on the chair, smiling and asked: "How is it, how does it feel to be a bartender? Have you ever thought about retiring and coming back to be a bartender?"

Ling Luxian waved his hand, "Forget it, it doesn't feel so good. I prefer being a mercenary to being a bartender."

Even if Ling Luxian didn't continue to be a mercenary, he couldn't be a bartender. He just thought Claire was joking with him.

"By the way, what would you like to drink? I've been serving the public for so long, it's time for me to serve you." Ling Luxian asked back.

"As for me..." Claire thought of the mercenary's expression and Ling Luxian's miserable appearance, and began to doubt his skills. Claire felt that he was right, he was indeed not suitable to be a bartender.

"Give me a bottle of Skull and Bones, just for show. It's working hours after all, and I can't get drunk. That would be embarrassing."

"Okay, here's your happy skull, ma'am." Ling Luxian skillfully opened the beer bottle and pushed it to Claire.

Claire looked up and said, "Hey, you are quite skilled at drinking beer. Do you usually drink a lot, right?"

Claire picked up the bottle and took a sip.

"The wine opened by the famous Iron Pilot tastes really good," he nodded with satisfaction.

Ling Luxian smiled, knowing that he was joking, and did not argue with him.

There was some noise coming from the private room, Ling Lu moved his ears, trying to hear the situation over there clearly. Then he saw Rogge striding out and talking to the mercenary who had entered earlier.

When Roger was about to go out, he saw Ling Luxian sitting at the bar as a bartender, while her bartender Claire was sitting on a chair as a customer. He was a little curious for a moment.

"What are you..."

Claire smiled awkwardly, "I just helped a friend to take a rest, and I asked him to take my place for a while, that's all. Don't worry, I'll be back at the bar right away."

It's not that she's afraid of losing her job. Claire has money and she owns a car repair shop, so she won't starve to death. It's just that she finally managed to take a break and was caught by her boss. It was so embarrassing that Claire wanted to crawl into the crack in the ground.

"It's ok."

Roger doesn't care about these things. As long as the money gets into her hands, she doesn't care who is working.

She happened to meet Ling Luxian, who had an interesting commission. She heard that the boy was a little interested in Johnny Silverhand, and was asking around about the Samurai Band, so she was ready to give the commission to him.

Rogge said to Ling Luxian, "Boy, I have a commission here. Are you interested in taking it?"

Before Ling Luxian could answer, the mercenary left. This was an unspoken rule in the underworld. When others were talking about business, it was best not to eavesdrop.

He also found that Rogge had no interest in his proposal, so he didn't want to waste time here and humiliate himself. He might as well try to find other middlemen.

As he left, Roger glanced up stealthily.

Ling Lujian saw this little move right under his nose, so he couldn't hide it from him, so he said, "The guy who bothered you has left, so there's no need to continue chatting, right?"

"No." Roger's tone was somewhat serious, "I really have a task I want to entrust to you, but I don't know if you are interested."

"Oh?" Ling Luxian raised his eyebrows. This mission that could make the middleman Queen Rogge so interested, it seemed that this commission was not simple. "Tell me about it."

Ling Luxian just wanted to listen to Rogge's opinion, but he felt something was wrong. Such a big thing was being discussed here? Wasn't it a bit too frivolous?

"Wait... We're going to talk about this big thing in public?"

"It's not a big deal."

It was not a big deal, but in order to keep it secret, Roger leaned forward and lowered his voice and said, "A customer offered a high price and wants us to help 'get' something."

"What is it?" Ling Luxian asked.

"In the apartment on Lobos Street, take a guitar from Kerry Orodion." Roger held up a finger. "I recently heard that you are interested in the Samurai Band. Maybe you are interested in this commission."

Interesting, Ling Luxian was so interesting. He couldn't wait to see Johnny's expression when he treated Lili Silverhand.

I don’t know if Johnny would look at Lili Silverhand’s writing and couldn’t help but hum when he was alone at night.

"I took it." Ling Luxian agreed without hesitation, "But, Lopos Street? I remember that's the priest's territory, right?"

Roger smiled and nodded, "That's right, but this is a commission for the Samurai Band, and little Sebastian will give me this face."