I opened a breakfast shop while raising my child, and the school beauty begged me not to sell it any

Wang Xiaoya is very dedicated and responsible.

I immediately started collecting opinions from my office colleagues.

With a ding from his phone, Chen Yuan opened it and saw a long message transcribed from Wang Xiaoya.

Chen Yuan's gaze swept quickly across the area.

Most of the comments were positive, but there were also a few really useful suggestions, which showed that the author put a lot of thought into it.

The three-ingredient buns do have a lot of soup, but since we were in a rush and they were still very hot right out of the pot, it was easy to get burned. We should think of a way to improve this.

The oatmeal porridge doesn't keep very warm; it's not very hot by the time it reaches the office, and it's scalding hot when it's fresh out of the pot. Could you please provide a cup sleeve or something?

The wontons were really delicious, but they were practically soggy by the time they arrived at the office; the wrappers were all mushy and inedible. It's a bit of a shame. Do you know how to fix it? A lot of people in our company love these; they're packed with big, fresh shrimp.

Chen Yuan didn't find it troublesome after reading it; on the contrary, he felt particularly at ease.

That's how business works; you have to carefully remember the complaints your customers point out.

Reasonable improvements should be made, while unreasonable ones can be temporarily ignored.

After finishing taking notes, Chen Yuan went to attend to his own business.

Su Qingxue, who had agreed to come over at noon to try the new product, was late. Chen Yuan was getting a little anxious, but he didn't call to urge her.

More than half an hour later.

Su Qingxue walked over quickly, her breathing quickened, as if she had run a few steps.

"Sorry, senior, I'm half an hour late. Something came up at home, and I finally managed to get away. Did you keep me waiting?"

"No, I just finished too. Please have a seat."

Su Qingxue sat down on the stool and let out a deep breath.

Actually, before leaving home today, I talked to my mom for a long time. My mom is always like this; she just wants me to come out and see things for myself.

However, Su Qingxue could not say these words aloud, so she could only swallow them silently.

Chen Yuan didn't ask any more questions. He simply pulled over a folding stool for her to sit down, then turned and went to the kitchen. Everything else was fine, but the shrimp wontons needed to be cooked fresh.

Once the water boils, add the wontons.

The movements were steady and swift. A gentle stir with the strainer in the water. The wontons rolled twice in the clear broth before floating to the surface.

Then sprinkle dried shrimp, seaweed, and chopped green onions into the bowl next to it, and season with soy sauce. Then pour hot broth over it.

Finally, scoop out the wontons and put them in, and a bowl of delicious and visually appealing shrimp wontons is ready.

The wontons were served.

Then he served half a bowl of oatmeal porridge, along with two freshly cooked hot steamed buns, and put them on the table together.

"You haven't eaten yet at this hour, you must be hungry. Here, have some soup first. It's made with big bones, it's so delicious."

Chen Yuan pushed the wontons over.

Su Qingxue didn't stand on ceremony. She picked up a spoon, scooped up a wonton, blew on it, and slowly put it in her mouth.

The wonton wrappers are thin and translucent. When you bite into one, the sweetness of the shrimp, along with the rich aroma of the pork fat, melts on your tongue.

The clear broth in the bowl also went into my mouth, carrying a slightly salty and savory taste, along with the flavors of scallions and seaweed.

Her eyes curved slightly, and then she drank two mouthfuls of soup.

"How is it? Is the new product good?" Chen Yuan hadn't eaten lunch either, so he decided to eat with her.

Su Qingxue put down her spoon and nodded vigorously, "Delicious! I think the shrimp one is even better than the pork one! Senior brother, how come you can always make such delicious food?"

Su Qingxue's words were sincere, and Chen Yuan smiled, reaching out to take a steamed bun and handing it to her.

After taking a bite, his tone was full of surprise.

"Is this chicken breast? It's not dry at all. If you didn't tell me, you wouldn't even feel like you're eating chicken breast."

After finishing the steamed buns, I tasted a few mouthfuls of porridge.

"This porridge is delicious. I think this is one of the best ways to cook oatmeal. I used to drink this to lose weight, but it wasn't as good as yours."

"Eat more if it's delicious."

"Okay, you eat too."

Su Qingxue lowered her head and drank the porridge spoonful by spoonful, the heat gradually easing her fatigue.

Chen Yuan sat opposite him.

Seeing that he didn't start eating, Su Qingxue casually picked up a steamed bun with her chopsticks.

Then she broke off a small piece, revealing the oily bamboo shoots and meat filling inside. She moved closer and held the bun to Chen Yuan's mouth.

"You've been busy all morning, don't just watch me eat, you must be hungry, have another bite."

Chen Yuan was taken aback for a moment, his gaze falling on the other person's fingertips and the bun being offered to their mouth.

He didn't dodge; instead, he lowered his head slightly and gently bit the other person's hand.

The dough is soft and chewy, the filling is fresh and sweet, and the juice melts on the tongue. It's really delicious.

The two were very close to each other.

Chen Yuan didn't know what to say for a moment, and just felt a little uncomfortable.

"It's delicious, you fed it to me with extra relish."

Su Qingxue's ears turned red instantly, but she didn't pull her hand back, only gently scolding him.

"You're so glib. Hurry up and eat yours, it'll get greasy when it gets cold."

Halfway through her meal, Su Qingxue put down her spoon.

"By the way, have you decided what to wear for your interview in a few days? If you're going to be interviewed, there's a good chance they'll show your whole body on camera, so you can't dress too casually."

Chen Yuan put down his cup, scratched his head, and smiled wryly.

"I don't know anything about these things. For everyday work or clothing, I just want something simple, neat, and durable. I don't really have any suitable clothes for going on TV."

"That won't do," Su Qingxue shook her head, her tone serious.

After thinking carefully for a while, he said, "You're a well-known figure in this area now, so clothes are important. They don't need to be expensive, but they have to fit well."

"I think you should be a little more formal. You could wear a suit with a shirt. If you think that's too formal, you could wear something a little more casual. That will make you look more energetic."

Su Qingxue thought about it for a while, and then her eyes lit up.

Are you free this afternoon? If so, I'll go with you to pick something out.

"I know a shop that specializes in custom-made suits. They also have ready-made suits, the cuts are good, and the prices are reasonable. Let's go check it out and pick out a couple of nice ones."

Seeing Su Qingxue's eagerness, Chen Yuan nodded.

"Great! We haven't gone out in ages anyway, today's perfect."

After a quick meal, the two packed their things and set off.

Following the address given by Su Qingxue, Chen Yuan arrived near the store.

I stopped the car, but the surroundings felt somewhat familiar.

He looked around and then suddenly remembered.

This location is very close to Lin Wei's Chinese herbal milk tea shop.

He was about to speak when Su Qingxue, oblivious to his presence, pulled him toward their destination.