The man made an excuse casually: "It's just for the convenience of ordering takeaway."
Anya asked while giving the phone number: "Don't you usually call the store directly? Xiaoyan is one of the two owners of our store. She is usually busy in the kitchen and has no time to order food, so It¡¯s more convenient for you to call the store directly.¡±
The man carefully saved the phone number: "I see, thank you."
Back in the store, Anya wanted to tell Wen Yan about giving her the phone number, but the store was too busy, so she forgot.
When it was about to close at night, Wen Yan received a message on his mobile phone: I want a cup of hot milk, less sugar.
She was a little surprised why the information of the person who ordered the food was sent to her mobile phone, but she still replied patiently: Where is the address?
The other party replied quickly: It is in the office building opposite, you do it first, and I will tell you the specifics when it is done.
A glass of milk is very simple, just heat and pack it directly. Although the store sells milk drinks in cups, there are quite few people ordering them. When it was finished, she sent a message asking for the detailed location, and the other party replied: No need to send it over, it is for you, add vx, and I will transfer the money to you.
With a buzzing sound in her mind, she thought of Mark Ting-chen inexplicably, but after thinking about it, she felt that something was wrong. This is not Mark Ting-chen's style, so who could it be?
She called the phone, but the other party's cell phone should be by her side, but it took a long time to get connected. She asked politely, "Excuse me, are you?"
The other end of the phone was very quiet, I could vaguely hear someone's breathing, and a male voice sounded after a few seconds: "You may not remember me, I have been to your store a few times and ordered takeaway many times, I don't mean anything else, I just want to get to know you, okay?"
After confirming that it was not Mark Tingchen, she was relieved but also a little bit disappointed. She probably guessed who it was. One of the few men who came to the store a few days ago: "Okay, no need to transfer money, thank you Good intentions, our store is closing soon, goodbye."
She didn't refuse to associate with any opposite sex. Regardless of the size of the business, they all need contacts and customers. It's just ordinary communication. She didn't think there was anything wrong, and it was rare that the other party deliberately got her phone number. It was so late Ordered a glass of milk for her.
I heard that drinking a cup of hot milk before going to bed can promote sleep. That man is really a heart-warming guy. She felt a little sorry that his gentleness was used in the wrong place and by the wrong person.
When closing the store, Wen Yan looked in the direction of the office building for a few seconds, and the lights there had already dimmed, as if her heart was as dead.
Chen Mengyao stretched her waist: "Finally I can go home and lie down for a good night's sleep. I think the bed is my best partner besides you now. I have to go back and pamper it, so as not to make it too lonely."
On the way home, it was cold and windy, the temperature dropped sharply at night, and the breath turned into frost. Under the illumination of the street lamps, the silhouettes of the two were stretched very long. Chen Mengyao was bouncing around and playing with the shadows. There was a 'motherly smile' on the side: "Why are you still acting like a child? What's so happy about it?"
Chen Mengyao's happiness point is really low: "It's nothing, but I'm just happy, because today I made a lot of money in the store, which is much more than we used to earn as a designer step by step. I'm very happy when I make money , aren't you happy?"
Wen Yan couldn't help but pour cold water on her: "Are you overjoyed too soon? You count your investment in the early stage, and you haven't paid back your capital yet. What's there to be happy about? Silly girl."
Sure enough, Chen Mengyao stopped laughing soon: "That's right, it's true that we haven't paid back our capital yet, but we will definitely be able to pay back our capital in two or three months at most. From then on, we will really make money. The branch store must be opened a little bigger, and when my sister becomes a rich woman, I can hug as many men as I want, just thinking about it will be exciting!"
The way home is not very far, and the time to talk has already reached downstairs. The house they rented was a single-family apartment building located in a community. The environment was not bad, with one bedroom and one living room. The two had always been willing to rent a room and sleep together.
When they arrived at the door, they saw something hanging on the doorknob at the same time, which was a meal packed in a takeaway box.
Chen Mengyao took it off and smelled it: "It's steaming, did someone order the wrong delivery?"
Wen Yan checked it out: "No, because there is no order slip posted on it, it is for us. Doesn't this smell familiar to you?"
Chen Mengyao sniffed it carefully again: "It smells like Jing Shaoqing's cooking, I'll call him and ask him."
Entering the house and closing the door, Chen Mengyao showed the skill of untying the knot of the bag with one hand while talking on the phone.In front of the goods, all difficulties are nothingness. The call was connected quickly, and Jing Shaoqing's voice sounded very clear, indicating that he was not asleep. Chen Mengyao asked vaguely with a piece of fat fish in his mouth: "Have you come from the imperial capital? Hanging on the door Did you send the food on your hand?"
Jing Shaoqing was very puzzled: "No, it's not me." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com