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

Chen Yuan didn't try to hide anything from the other person when he made the call, so the other person overheard most of it.

Chen Yuan recounted the 30 yuan prize and various promotional activities, and Su Qingxue nodded gently after listening.

"Don't say that. It's actually quite good. It's not like you've done all this for nothing. It's also good for your personal account. I remember you said the other day that your follower count has stabilized recently and isn't increasing much anymore."

"Yes, things have been relatively stable recently."

"This collaboration is a great opportunity to gain more followers."

Chen Yuan knew Su Qingxue meant well. But he still sighed softly, somewhat helpless.

"To be honest, why would I need such high foot traffic if I just run a breakfast shop?"

"I really want to go back to when I first started making breakfast. Although I didn't earn much money, it was quite easy. Unlike now, with all this and that."

Su Qingxue couldn't help but laugh: "I always thought you were quite ambitious, but I didn't expect you to be so..."

"Stand up to what? Stand up for having no ambition?"

"Hmm...quite indifferent to fame and fortune."

Chen Yuan couldn't help but laugh: "You're really good at talking. The way you put the same thing makes me sound like a hermit master."

"I'm being sincere."

Sweetie's movements were indeed very fast.

However, three proposals were sent over on the second day.

After finishing his work, Chen Yuan opened the list and looked at each item one by one, but the more he looked, the more his brows furrowed.

This is a day of making breakfast, and the script describes getting up at 3 a.m., kneading dough, sweating, and a regular customer shedding tears.

It was so awkward, and so sentimental, and it felt forced and unrealistic.

Besides, it's not interesting to watch. Which breakfast vendor doesn't get up at 3 a.m.? Some even have to get up in the middle of the night. It's better to film someone else than him. There's nothing new about it.

Chen Yuan couldn't continue reading after only reading half of it.

【This won't do, this is too melodramatic. Besides, I don't think making breakfast is that troublesome. No, no, this isn't about playing the victim, please don't do this.】

The second one is similar, except that the melodrama has been changed to a suspense drama.

Chen Yuan forced himself to read it and replied immediately.

"No, no, what have we done? We're here to cook, not to solve a case. This won't do, and besides, I can't act. It'll be incredibly embarrassing."

The third one was also quite outrageous, something about wrapping 10 buns in one minute.

They also need to add special effects subtitles, countdown sound effects, and some kind of failed funny behind-the-scenes footage.

It looks like a complete mess.

Chen Yuan shook his head after reading it.

[This is too chaotic. Making 10 buns a minute is rushed, not proper bun-making skills. Forget it, besides, this script is too chaotic. And the copywriting is a mess, very strange.]

Within minutes of sending the message, Sweetie replied with a "kneeling" emoji.

Immediately afterwards, a voice message came in, sounding helpless yet with a hint of coquetry.

"Boss Chen, your standards are too high. This won't do, that won't do. Why don't you come up with something?"

"Anyway, I haven't had any inspiration lately. If you help me think of something, it will save me the trouble. I didn't sleep a wink last night because of this lousy script."

【Then you should go to sleep and get some rest. I'll go this afternoon.】

Finished my work in the afternoon.

The two finally sat down together.

Sweetie has everything here! There are seven or eight kinds of drinks on the table alone. And that doesn't even include all sorts of snacks.

"Try these snacks and see if you like them. I'm busy selecting products lately. Give me feedback after you try them so I'll know what to expect."

"I'm finding it really hard to be a food blogger. I have to taste everything myself. If I don't, I feel like I'm being irresponsible to my fans. But if I have to taste everything, I'm also being irresponsible to my weight. It's so difficult."

Sweetie chattered on and on.

After saying that, he reached for the three-ingredient steamed bun that Chen Yuan had brought.

She took a bite, and her eyes lit up.

"I have to say, this is really delicious! How did you invent it? And these bamboo shoot pieces are so fresh and sweet, they're so good in buns."

Chen Yuan said, "If you like it, I'll bring you more later."

Sweetie handed him a few printed sheets of paper.

"Take a look at this. These are two new ideas I just came up with. Take a look, and if they're not good, I'll revise them."

Chen Yuan took the opportunity while the other party was eating to look through the papers.

"I don't think it's quite right. It doesn't have the feeling I'm looking for at all, and aren't these things too ordinary? There's no innovation or breakthrough."

"It's too similar to your previous style. I think you should reconsider."

As expected, it was rejected again, and Sister Sweetie was also quite helpless at this moment.

She took a vicious bite of the steamed bun, but then, as if remembering something, her tone suddenly turned mischievous, and a teasing smile appeared in her eyes.

"Sigh. I mean... this won't work, that won't work, you're not thinking of making a couple's account or something, are you?"

"For example, Sweetie and Yuanyuan's daily kitchen routine?"

"The content is about the two of them kneading dough together, um, feeding each other, and being all lovey-dovey in front of the camera. Of course, if you really want it to be like that, I'm not opposed to it~"

Chen Yuan had just taken a sip of water when he heard this and almost spat it out.

"Please don't say things like that! It scare me to death. I already have a girlfriend. If she finds out I'm doing this, she'll chop me up."

"What's the big deal? It's just a couple's account. They're not a real couple."

At this point, Sister Sweetie seemed to have really opened up some new ideas.

She didn't even bother to eat her meal. She put the lunchbox containing the three-ingredient buns aside and said very seriously.

"It's just a couple's account, not a real relationship. Don't you know that? There are a lot of couple's accounts these days that are contractual relationships, where each person already has a boyfriend or girlfriend."

"...I really didn't know that was possible?"

Sweetie looked at her with an expression of utter disbelief.

"You don't even know this?"

"Many couple accounts are actually run by people who each have their own boyfriends or girlfriends. It seems like people online have already said that they are all in contractual relationships. It's just that the two of them are together and get more traffic. They just keep working together like this, but actually they are each doing their own thing."

"Work is work, and life is life; the two should be kept separate."

Chen Yuan: I've learned something new.

After enjoying a delicious lunch, Sister Tian was in a good mood and talked a lot about things in their circle, which broadened Chen Yuan's horizons.

Not only that, Sister Sweetie is also very knowledgeable about the gossip surrounding some of her colleagues.

He speaks eloquently and logically.

They only stopped talking when their throats were dry.

Chen Yuan looked at the other person with great admiration.

"I feel like it's a waste for you to tell me all this gossip."

"I should call Qingxue and Lu Xingye together."

"They'll definitely love to hear what you're saying."