Reborn Wealth America

U18 cafe in Los Angeles.

The quality of this cafe is not high.In addition to providing cheaper civilian coffee.

Some pastries are also provided.

The most important thing is to provide the hot dog sandwiches that the old Americans love.

This is not so much a coffee shop.

Rather, this is actually the old American version of the fast food restaurant.

It's just because oil fume is used less.

The main food is bread, hot dogs, coffee and so on in western fast food.

So it looks cleaner than China's domestic Chinese restaurants.

But its essence.

Still just a fast food cafe.

It's not elegant.

But this is also normal.

Looking for high-end cafes.Not suitable for coming here.Although Temple City in Los Angeles is not a slum.But there is no way to compare with Beverly and the Bay Area.

Abel came here wearing a casual Adidas tracksuit.

Before entering the cafe.

He first checked the surrounding terrain.

The cafe is on a street extending in all directions.

In front is a road about six lanes.On both sides are two small alleys.Behind is another road.

On the left and right sides of the road in front of the cafe.Approximately tens of meters each, there are two other roads that come vertically and horizontally.

This convenient traffic road extends in all directions.It's really suitable for criminals to run away quickly after doing business.

Too many intersections.

If there are not enough people, you can't stop it if you want to.

But if the target is determined to a location.

Then just block two intersections.

Block the exit of the alley.

A total of about 6 exits can be done.

And these exits.

Has been spotted by the bodyguards of [Orange Red Security].

From three or four o'clock in the middle of the night last night.

One after another, people came to watch nearby.

These people are all orange and red safe people.

Roosevelt and Lincoln were arranged by the boss who was afraid of death.Exclude the entire company from those who have tasks.

All are scattered around here.

Then Abel officially came to the door.

Walk into the cafe.

It's breakfast time.

There are still a lot of people.

Inside the café with about 1,000 square feet.

There were about twenty or thirty people sitting.It's almost full.

Abel took a look around.

There are no seats up front.There are only one or two customers on a few tables in the back.

There is no empty table.

Because the mission says not to bring personal bodyguards.Therefore, there are no security personnel in orange and red.

Abel chose a table with only one female customer.

He walked over.

The female customer turned her back to him.

Nothing can be seen from the back.Just feel very young.Slim and slender.

"Excuseme?"

"Can I sit here?"

Walked to her side.Aberwin asked.

"Oh?!" The female customer was drinking coffee with her head down.

Wen Yan raised his head: "I'm sorry. I have an appointment. I'm a man..."

Halfway through the conversation, the girl couldn't help but whispered: "Mr. Sefrosa!!!"

See her beautiful face.Abel couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

Winnie Adams.

The female reporter who attended the press conference and interviewed her own Los Angeles Times by phone.

"Hello. Winnie."

"Hello. Mr. Sefrosa."

Then the two got stuck.

Abel didn't expect Winnie Adams to be here.She didn't expect Abel to appear either.

"Can I sit here?" Abel couldn't help asking, a little embarrassed to stand still.

After she finished speaking, she remembered what she had just said, and immediately added: "If you have a date. Then forget it."

Winnie Adams seemed to hesitate for a short while.

After a few seconds, he entangled: "No. Please sit down."

"Huh?" Abel said.

"You seemed to say that you had an appointment with a boyfriend. I have no problem sitting here?"

Winnie nodded.

"No problem. Please sit down," she said.

Abel just sat down.It's just a pity in my heart.

Such a beautiful and dignified girl has a boyfriend.There is one missing flower that can be picked, which is a bit regrettable.

but……

It seems that I haven't dug the foot of the wall.

Do you want to try this different taste?

"I'm sitting here. Really okay?"

Abel asked again for confirmation, "But if you don't mind. Wait for your boyfriend to come. I can explain."

Dig the corner by the way.

He thought.

But I heard her explain: "Mr. Sefrosa. I don't have a boyfriend yet."

"Huh?" Abel raised his eyebrows.

She explained: "I don't have a boyfriend. I just said that. I just don't want to sit with people who are irrelevant."

"If it's Mr. Sefrosa. Then I can accept it."

"Oh." Abel nodded.

Regardless of true or false.She explained that she listened.Anyway, if I really like it.

Then digging the foot of the wall is no problem.

The two sat awkwardly for a while, before Abel spoke first: "Do you live near here?"

"No...no," Winnie whispered."Work reasons."

She explained: "I want to make a news feature about the living conditions of the lower- and middle-class people in Los Angeles. I came here to collect the stories and look for materials that can be reported."

Ok.This explanation is barely possible.

Abel nodded.

This time it was Winnie's turn to ask.

She asked: "Mr. Sefrosa. How did you come here? It doesn't seem like a rich man like you should come here."

Of course Abel would not tell her that he was here for the task.

Instead, he turned the subject away and said, "Winnie. Name."

The girl paused and apologized: "Sorry. Okay. Abel. Why are you here?"

She couldn't help but doubt it.

Why is it such a coincidence?Come here to interview myself.He just came over.

Really happened to be together?The whole Los Angeles is so big.The probability of this happening is extremely low.

Winnie was a little skeptical.Is Abel following her?

Just why follow her?

Your apparent identity.It's just an ordinary female reporter in the Los Angeles Times.

Except for being a little more beautiful.

It seems that there is nothing worth making a rich man worry about.

Pretty?!

Thought of this.

Winnie's eyes on Abel were on guard.

Does he want to chase me.So follow me?

She thought.

Abel didn't know what to say.

Of course it is not possible to tell the real purpose.To say it was a coincidence makes people even more disbelief.

He simply said: "Winnie. I'm here for you!"

In Winnie's heart: It really is.

"I want to chase you!" Abel broke the jar.

In Winnie's heart: It really is!

"Since you don't have a boyfriend. How about being my girlfriend?" Abel was shameless to the end.

Winnie was silent.

She regretted it.Regret that I just told the truth.Said he has no boyfriend.

If you didn't tell the truth just now.

You can use this to refuse.

She was silent for a long time.

Abel was so silent that he felt a little embarrassed.

It seems... ignored?

If not what happened next.

This is probably an awkward encounter.