The executive hurried into the office: "WellMr. Mu, I just heard from him about the misunderstanding between you and Li Ke. Those who don't know are innocent. Now that I know, he will definitely not mess around. Li Ke is that This is indeed a very capable employee, Mr. Mu, do you think?"
Mo Tingchen sat on the office chair and looked at the company's report indifferently, the previous coldness has completely subsided: "I didn't say that I would fire him, just like you said, those who don't know are innocent, now I want everyone in the company to I know, Wen Yan is my wife, you can like her desserts, but you can't like her, otherwise"
The executive nodded and bowed: "I know, I know, everyone understands, sowhy does your wife open a dessert shop in this kind of place?"
His question was stared back by Mark Tingchen: "Is this something you should know? Buy me a dessert and an Americano."
The executive wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Would you like to buy it at the proprietress's shop?"
Mark Tingchen glanced at him like an idiot: "What do you think?"
The executives didn't dare to stay any longer, so they slipped away after saying yes. Li Ke was still worried about whether he would lose his job, so he approached him and asked, "Manager, did Mr. Mu say he's going to fire me?"
The executive shook his head: "Mr. Mu didn't say that. Those who don't know are innocent. You won't be fired. I'll go to the proprietress to ask for desserts for him. Don't bother me. Go back to work! I heard that Mr. Mu He is very easy-going, and I only found out it was fake when I saw it today, and I was sweating!"
The executive hurried to Wen Yan's shop, his slightly fat body and beer belly became a burden, and he couldn't calm down for a long time: "The proprietressgive megive me a dessert and a cup of Americano coffee!"
The new cashier in the store is a young mother named Lan Xiang. The child has just entered kindergarten at the age of three. He is a little embarrassed to be called by the executive: "I am not a boss, and there is no boss here, let alone a boss." Alright, the bosses are two young girls, what dessert do you want?"
After thinking about it, the executives found that Mark Tingchen didn't say what kind of dessert he wanted at all. He could only find out by asking Wen Yan: "Your lady boss no, Wen Yan, I'll ask Wen Yan, she must know."
Lan Xiang called out to the kitchen, and Wen Yan poked his head out: "What's the matter?"
The executive almost went up and hugged his legs and cried bitterly: "Ma'am, our boss asked me to buy a dessert and a cup of Americano, but he didn't tell me what dessert he wanted"
Wen Yan glanced at the work card on the executive's chest, and combined with the dessert and Americano coffee that the other party said, she already guessed in her heart who wanted it: "I'll make it right away, wait a minute."
Since it was Mo Tingchen who wanted to eat, she could guess what he wanted to eat, and made the dessert he ordered for her for the first time, which he rated the highest, and when it was ready, she took it out herself, and ordered Executive: "Don't call me Mrs. Boss."
The executives saw that there was something going on between Wen Yan and Mark Tingchen, and they definitely couldn't guess what it was, so they just thought it was a dispute between the couple: "Then I'll go back first."
After Wen Yan nodded, he went out and crossed the road in a hurry.
When Mark Tingchen tasted the dessert made by Wen Yan, he casually commented: "I still need some work."
The executive was crying in his heart, and he didn't dare to answer the words rashly. Fortunately, Mo Tingchen was not here every day. He just wanted to send this Buddha away quickly, otherwise he would be tortured mad sooner or later.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, Lan Xiang was going to pick up her child from the kindergarten, so she left the store first. This was agreed before taking office. She could not be in the store from four to six o'clock in the afternoon. Wen Yan was very talkative. For the sake of the children, The delay is only two hours, which is why Lan Xiang will work here.
On the way, Lan Xiang was stopped by someone, not someone else, but Mark Tingchen!
Looking at the tall and handsome man in front of him, Lan Xiang subconsciously became nervous even though he was married and had a child: "Sir, what's the matter? You seem it's Mark Tingchen Mr. Mu, right?"
Mark Tingchen took out a neatly folded piece of paper from his suit pocket on his chest: "Here, give this to Wen Yan."
Lan Xiang hurriedly took it with both hands, and when he looked up again, Mark Tingchen had already turned and left.
Back in the store, she handed the things that Mark Tingchen gave to Wen Yan: "Xiaoyan, it's for you."
Wen Yan took a look at the paper and opened it, his heart froze, and he asked, "Who gave it to you?"
Lan Xiang pointed to the office building opposite: "It seems to be Mark Tingchen, what is this? Why didn't he give it to you in person? You have known him for a long time? I knew him from TV before. I didn't expect to see him in person. To be honest , looks pretty handsome."
The paper is the secret recipe and method of desserts. The things that Mark Tingchen gave must be good, but they are just warm words.She was a little hesitant to use it, of course she wanted to make the dessert more delicious, but there was no reason to accept his kindness.
Chen Mengyao at the side read the words on the paper and coughed twice: "Xiaoyan, be sensible, this is not conflicting, don't let it go for nothing, haven't you always wanted to make better desserts? Think about our future .¡±
Wen Yan squinted at her: "You are a traitor on the battlefield like this." (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com