Chapter 292 Uncle Amber, please help me

Chapter 292 Uncle Amber, please help me

Chapter 292 Uncle Amber, please help me...

"Shit, if I hear another complaint about you next time, I swear I'll kick your ass with my shoe!"

When the boss Sean heard this, he was almost angry to death. The old cowboy from Texas scratched his head and cursed: "Even if you want to smash it, it's me who should smash it. You will only do it to yourself." Cause trouble!"

Look, this is him.

"Okay, I'll pay attention."

Amber knew that Sean was secretly reminding her that if she wanted to survive in New York, she had to learn to be smart.

It's hard to get others to help you, but you don't need a reason for them to do bad things.

Sometimes just one word can cause you to lose your job.

Although these are not worth mentioning at all to him, Sean's kindness is different.

Especially this kind of person who is not a relative but is willing to help you.

Amber feels that she should be able to live for a long, long time, so that she can not worry about many things, experience life from a new perspective, and gain gains that she has never had before.

He felt more and more that everything with a clear value was actually very cheap, and the truly precious things could not be bought with money.

"I hope you can do it."

Sean took a deep sip of draft beer, "It tastes like shit. I prefer whiskey. This thing is like drinking horse urine!"

"Have you drank?"

Amber looked up at him.

"I tried it before when I went hunting with others."

Sean did not shy away from his past, "Amber, I heard that something happened to your brother?"

"Well, dead."

Amber said calmly: "That's how it is in Hell's Kitchen. Maybe it's today, maybe it's tomorrow. What's supposed to come will always come."

"I don't like this sentence."

Sean patted his head, "Now that you've come out, you should draw a clear line from the past."

After saying that, he took out the envelope from his clothes and said, "This is your salary for the next two weeks. Give him a more decent funeral."

"Thanks."

Amber looked at the old man, his rosacea shining in the light, "You're a good man."

"Shit, I'm not."

Sean was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on: "I'm a Texas redneck!"

Amber smiled slightly and said no more.

After a while, everyone who was full of food and wine began to clean up the store. By the time everything was completed, it was already twelve o'clock in the evening.

This is a dangerous time, so everyone chooses to travel together.

"Amber, I just saw Sean give you an envelope alone."

Jimmy, the waiter in the restaurant, whispered: "Would you like to play together? I know a very powerful guy. He can always get something that makes people happy."

He is a black man, so it is normal for him to have more friends, right?

"For just a little bit of money we can have a really fun night."

Seeing that Amber remained silent, Jimmy continued to seduce her: "A girl with a big butt."

"I'm from Hell's Kitchen, you know what that place is, so do you think I'd be as curious as that guy in front of me?"

Amber pointed to the other waiter who was listening with his ears perked up.

"Shet."

As soon as Jimmy heard the words Hell's Kitchen, he immediately said nothing more.

When they reached the next intersection, Amber left the team and the house he rented had arrived.

It's only one street away from Peter's house. Every time I go out in the morning, I can see Uncle Ben Parker taking his teacup dog out for a walk.

The two sides became familiar with each other.

"Why are you here?"

Amber stopped in front of her home and shouted towards a tree not far away.

"Can't sleep, come out and relax."

Peter had a clear look of disappointment on his face.

"Oh, what a poor little guy."

Amber laughed, "Looks like something bad happened."

"Jane went on a date with Harry."

Peter shrugged, "Just when I was about to give her the flowers."

"It seems I was right."

Amber almost laughed out loud. Adolescent boys are so interesting. "Go and cry to your aunt."

"Hey! If you do this, I'll leave!"

Peter was almost made to lose his defense, "I feel like I should do something, but I don't know what it is. This feeling is so weird. You should give me some guidance, Uncle Amber!"

"Oh? It seems that you have recognized me as an elder."

Amber raised her brows and said, "Okay, for the sake of being an uncle, come with me."

"Thanks."

Peter followed him expectantly into the apartment.

This is an old house from the 1980s, with three floors and four rooms on each floor. Amber rents the house on the far right in the middle. The area is not large, just over fifty square meters, but the things inside are very... complete.

Moreover, there was a cleanliness and tidiness that Peter couldn't believe.

"You... why is it so... so..."

he stammered.

"So clean?"

Amber opened the refrigerator and took out two bottles of vodka, "Are you busy tomorrow?"

"No, but I have to attend an exhibition this afternoon."

Peter swallowed, suddenly regretting coming here.

He is too good a boy to drink at this age.

"That's okay."

Amber thought of something, put one of the bottles in the refrigerator, and then took out a carton of milk.

"It shouldn't be expired. Can you try it?"

"Well, actually it doesn't matter if it's expired. As long as it's not too long, it's not a big problem."

Peter breathed a sigh of relief, but felt a sense of loss.

"Tell me how you want to handle this."

Amber came to the dining table, poured wine into the glass, and then sat elegantly on the sofa.

"What's up?"

Peter rubbed his pants a little nervously and sat on the opposite side.

"For the sake of that uncle, I think I should fulfill the duties of an elder, but I am different from Ben. I just want to ask you, what kind of result do you want regarding Mary Jane."

Amber had to explain patiently: "You were confused, so you came to me, which makes me happy. My uncle will help you handle the matter. You just need to wait for the result.

Of course, there is no free lunch in this world, and it is normal to help each other, so you have to return this kindness to me one day. "

"this…"

Peter thought about it, but he really couldn't figure out what he could do as a poor student, "I can't kill for you."

"Haha, don't think of me as bad."

Amber shook her head, "It must be something you can do, otherwise what you just said would be meaningless."

"Well, I want Jane to be my girlfriend."

Peter was actually affected by the scene he saw in the store before, and his friends Harry and Mary Jane got together again, which turned him into a headless fly and subconsciously thought of Amber.

"no problem."

Amber took a sip of wine and said, "Go back and have a good dream tonight."

"This...is this enough?"

Peter didn't react yet.

"Otherwise, what do you think? Miracles only happen to those who believe, so go ahead."

Amber made a gesture of invitation.

Peter had no choice but to walk out of the room doubtfully. It was not until he went down the stairs that he discovered that the milk was still in his hand.

I looked at the packaging and found that there was just one day left until the expiration date, so I drank it happily.

At this time, Amber was standing in front of the window, with butterflies dancing on his hands and flying into the night sky.