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Chapter 326 It's Nice to Have You (9)

These pastry chefs come to the store to prepare at around three o'clock in the morning every day. Naturally, they are bored and bored. In addition, this store has been open for decades, and there is an endless stream of people queuing up to buy cakes every day. Absolutely, it is unavoidable that some big shop owners have the taste of bullying, so they are not so respectful when they speak.

But Wen Qiyang didn't care about their opening hours, so he just frowned, walked in front of them, took out a stack of thick hundred-yuan bills from his bag, threw them on the table, and glanced at the man who just spoke , asked with some displeasure: "Is it enough?"

　Everyone present, hearing his accent, thought he was just an outsider who came in to hide from the rain and eat something by the way, but they didn't expect him to be so rich when he made a move, so they immediately froze for a moment and stopped their work , looked helplessly at the stack of RMB on the table, but they were only in a daze for a moment, and a man who looked like a small boss walked over from the counter in the store with a smile, and he was the same as 1 minute ago. The attitude of indifference is completely opposite, and he said with a smile on his face: "As much as you want, we will make it for you first."

Wen Qiyang thought for a while, then smiled and said, "Ten is enough."

With so much money, it looks like tens of thousands of yuan, just buy ten honey tea cakes! ?
"Okay! Just wait a moment." The little boss agreed, and then shouted at the little workers who were standing there stupidly: "Why are you doing it stupidly? Don't hurry up, the customers are waiting."

As soon as the pastry chef heard the boss's words, he immediately started to get busy with a sullen head.

Wen Qiyang sat on the chair and looked at the time. It was only past three o'clock, and he should be able to make it back in the morning, so he was not as impatient as before. He just sat down for a while, and saw the little boss just arrived with a glass of wine in person. The tea was delivered to Wen Qiyang, and his tone was as polite as possible: "Sir, drink some tea first."

Wen Qiyang drove the car for several hours and got caught in the rain. Now he was cold and thirsty. He took the tea from the man's hand, took a sip gracefully, and asked, "How long will it take to recover?"

"Twenty and ten minutes is about the same."

While answering, the little boss took advantage of Wen Qiyang's inattention, reached out and took the money on the table, put it in his bag, and touched the thickness with his hand, then looked at Wen Qiyang with a happy smile.

The more he looked at him, the more he admired him, what a noble and elegant man.

Although he was a little embarrassed by the rain and his face was a little pale, but this didn't seem to hinder his noble atmosphere in his gestures, and his tone didn't look like a local, and he was seen on the table again. He asked curiously, "Sir, where did you come from so late?"

"T City." Wen Qiyang answered very concisely, and just as he finished speaking, he saw his honey tea cakes coming out of the pan. He got up and asked for a few disposable packing boxes, but he was afraid that the sealing would not be enough. The rain soaked the honey tea cake and it was not delicious.

So without thinking about it, he covered the box with the coat on the table, and then walked out of the shop in satisfaction.

At this time, the rain outside seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, accompanied by deafening thunder. The little boss in the store looked at Wen Qiyang's back for a while, and when he was about to run out, he couldn't help crying He said: "Sir, I think you might as well stay in a nearby hotel for one night, it's too unsafe to drive in this kind of weather."

　
　
(End of this chapter)