Zhao Zhen had new neighbors, and one full day into having them, he could safely say he hated whoever they were. Who in the world used a bunch of noisy misfits as a moving crew when you could hire more discreet people for not much money, have a moving in party the same night? Why he hated these people could be divided into two categories, one arguably more mature than the other.
All the cafe owner knew about the two people that moved in, was that they were male, called A-Xu and Lao Wen, like he heard from the neighboring apartment, until he worked out actual names, both teetered on the border of being alcoholic, and could never decide who bottomed every night. Lao Wen liked to cook every night at unreasonable hours, which no one minded and might benefit from one day, but then he got ratass
