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    Wen Yan happened to be at the cash register and asked politely, "Auntie, what do you need?"

    The aunt touched a lock of curly hair on her ear, and asked a little mysteriously: "Is Lan Xiang working here?"

    When Wen Yan heard that he was looking for Lan Xiang, he immediately said, "Sister Lan asked for leave today and didn't come. If you look for her, you won't be able to find her today."

    The aunt smiled: "I know she asked for leave. She is my daughter-in-law. My granddaughter had a fever last night. I just want to make sure that she is working here. How much can she earn a month here?"

    When Wen Yan heard that it was Lan Xiang's mother-in-law, he immediately had a bad impression.  She re-examined the aunt in front of her, and she felt that she was not easy to mess with. Her hair was permed in fashionable teddy curls and dyed brown, and she even wore high heels about four centimeters high on her feet.  The bag is also very delicate, and the eyebrows have been tattooed semi-permanently. That face looks like it has been regularly maintained. It is in stark contrast to Lan Xiang's plain face on weekdays. Lan Xiang is extremely simple, but her mother-in-law is extremely delicate  ?  ?  This mother-in-law seems to have no serious physical problems and is quite healthy!

    "Auntie, you can ask Sister Lan about salary, it's hard for us to say."

    Seeing Wen Yan's refusal to speak, Lan Xiang's mother-in-law curled her lips in an unfriendly way: "Will you, little girl, be a human being? I'm just asking about my daughter-in-law's salary, why can't I? It's not a formality here.  Erbajing's company is just a dessert shop, and the salary can still be a secret? Besides, I am a member of the family, not your dessert shop. I think she doesn't care about the children who leave early and return late, and go home every day in high spirits  That's good, unlike the kind of person who is busy in the store all day, who knows if she has done any shameful things behind our backs?"

    Wen Yan was a little angry in his heart, but still had a polite smile on his face: "Auntie, you can't say that, we have surveillance here, this is the first time Sister Lan asked for leave, and she is in the store for the rest of the time, if you don't believe me, you can  Look. Our shop is also busy when it is busy, and there is nothing to do when it is free. It is not as tiring as you might imagine. Sister Lan also likes working here, so she won¡¯t be so tired that she goes home with a sad face and sighs. Also, many times she  I have brought the children to the store, and I don¡¯t care about the children, if there is nothing else, I will go to work first."

    Lan Xiang's mother-in-law was probably the kind of person who had never been thorned, and slapped the counter with a slap: "Call me out of your management, I won't believe it!"

    The smile on Wen Yan's face finally couldn't hold back, and he said lightly: 'I am the boss, and I made it very clear just now.  '

    Lan Xiang's mother-in-law first saw Wen Yan working as a cashier, and she was so young, she never thought that she was the boss, so she rolled her eyes angrily and left.

    Anya leaned forward and whispered: "Sister Lan's mother-in-law? I really didn't expect her to be so different from Sister Lan. Sister Lan is not as refined as an old lady at such a young age. This mother-in-law doesn't seem easy to mess with.  "

    Wen Yan said angrily: "You, you have to keep your eyes open when you look for your in-law's family in the future, otherwise you will be exhausted for a lifetime and you will not be able to please."

    Suddenly there was a delivery order. Wen Yan glanced at the order message displayed on the computer and was slightly startled. It was Mark Tingchen who ordered it. Although his name and phone number were not written, the address was his company, so the order was also  The kind of dessert he likes with an Americano.

    She typed out the list, told Anya to look at the cash register, and then went into the kitchen. No matter how much she tried to maintain a normal state of mind, she would still become restless after being exposed to everything about him.

    The order was sent by Anya, she would definitely not deliver it herself.  Seeing that the store was full of diners and the time was quiet, she became more determined that she would never leave here and return to the imperial capital. When Chen Mengyao left, she promised Lan Xiang and the others that she would never leave them.

    Closing early at night, Anya and another clerk left first, leaving only Wen Yan to sort out the accounts.  After tidying up, she looked up and realized that it was already very late, and she couldn't help but feel a little guilty.  The way home is either long or short, taking a taxi is wasteful, and walking is too far. She usually walks home, and she is afraid of being alone.

    After closing the store door, she rushed home quickly without even turning her head. Only when she got home and closed the door did she completely relax and feel safe.

    Back home, after taking a shower, she threw the changed clothes into the washing machine. Mark Ting-chen's suit hanging on the balcony where the clothes were drying caught her attention. She took off the completely dried suit and tidied it up.  Thinking about when Anya would help to return it to him, she felt uneasy about putting the clothes here with her, as if there was a man living here (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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