Bab 692: Chapter 691: Inner Demons_1

The hearts of people in this world are cold, only strong liquor can give you a sense of warmth.

This was once an advertisement for the bar, but in the deep of the night today, Hog Foster gained a deeper understanding of this sentence.

The life of the bar was as desolate as ever; company people preferred to stay in their offices, and if they were thirsty, they'd just moisten their throats with coffee. They didn't have time to get drunk in bars and then pile up an entire night's worth of work for the next day.

The bar owner understood his customers well, knowing that those who came here to drink were either company executives who could freely squander their time, or those who had lost their jobs, were about to be expelled from The First Region, and had fallen into the trough of their lives. Therefore, he often left some chicken soup for the soul on the bar's electronic sign outside, copied from the internet.